Toni POV
Janet was making us breakfast naked. I mean the fool is whipping them eggs extra hard to make sure everything jiggled for me to see. I had enough so I went and hugged her from behind. I kept pushing myself against her so she could feel what she was doing to me and it wasn't nice.
"Toni you have to move so I can make you breakfast." I started kissing her neck plunging my fingers in causing Janet to yelp. I started moving my fingers faster and wrapped my arms around her boobs toying with her nipple. I made sure that I stepped back from the fire and opened my legs a little so I could have a better grip.
"Mmh baby stop before I burn your eggs." Janet tried to move but I grabbed her ass and brought her right back to her spot. I would like to know who told her I wanted that for breakfast.
"Who cares the only breakfast I want is you." Janet turned around and kissed my lips repeatedly. I tried to catch her but she moved too quickly. I groaned going back to her trying to get me a little something but Janet kept blocking.
"You can have your fun after you eat do you hear me." Janet said sternly like she run shit. But then she gave me that look and if Damita had to come out I didn't want it.
"Yes ma'am." Janet laughed and I hugged her helping her finish breakfast. Rubbing my hands all over making sure when I helped her stir I push myself up against her more. Janet would sometimes let out an airy moan and I would go a little further.
"Okay go sit down and I'll bring the food." I poured and Janet pointed her finger towards the table. I left and sat there anxiously waiting for Janet to come. After what felt like 6 hours she came back with food I guess but my eyes were focused on her.
"I hope you enjoy daddy," Janet whispered in my ear walking to her seat. She started eating but what I wanted to eat wasn't on the menu right now.
"Can you stop looking at me like that and eat your food." Janet laughed but she didn't know she gave me permission to do everything and I mean everything I wanted to do and eat.
"Whatever you say." I went over and picked Janet up smacking her bare ass. Instead of whimpering, she moaned in my ear.
"Harder." I swung my hand back and slapped her ass hard as I could without hurting her. Janet bit her lip and I started walking to our bed.
"Is it time for that recap?"
"Definitely."
Janet POV
"Dammit. God Dammit!" My chest is so tight, every breath is labored. Covered in a light sheen of sweat, rocking against you, sensation pulling me in every direction. I lift my hips off the bed, thinking to force the sensation, but you change your movements just enough, making that razor-thin edge dull slightly. My fingers clamp against my palms, the nails digging in. My heels press into the bed, hips arching up, but your leg restrains me. So close, so needy.
"Ask." Frustration and anger take a backseat to the need for that pleasure. Your fingers twist again, thrusting, pulling a long liquid moan from me. That building pressure is ready to burst, the anticipation of it races along my skin.
"Not yet." Your hand withdraws, glistening and wet, lifting to spread that moisture on each nipple, making them throb even tighter. I yank my arms trying to get free, and succeed only in making my shoulder pop lightly and a twinge of pain shoot through. Your hand, open and flat, lands several stinging smacks on my splayed thighs, my wet sex, my breasts. My curses are ripe and breathless, my struggles to dig in, twist away, and escape your grip only wear me out. More slaps on my skin, your fingers raking over me, rough now, fierce. Pinching, prodding, twisting. Pleasure and pain, stroking me upwards again. Having been brought so close, and denied twice... you are relentless, propelling me. Anticipation drives me even further, and I am there again so quickly, hovering.
"May I come." Each word burns in my throat.
"Daddy. Toni. Please...I am coming..." Your fingers grip my chin, turn it in your direction.
"No, you're not. I control you." Your eyes glitter, dark and hot and full of promise. That edge falls clean away, my body simply sinks. Indignation ignites anger burns, and embarrassment fans the flames. These are only the surface emotions- there is fear underneath at how easily you can control me, every part of me. The instinct for self-preservation kicks in, albeit a bit late. I can't think, can only react. My outside leg thrashes, and I manage to twist enough to half-flip on my side. Thinking to roll and yank my arms and gain freedom, nearly tasting it, your leg and hand hooking and flipping me back leaves me stunned. Your fingers dig into the curve of my hip, your leg is a thick weight over both of mine. You angle over me more, filling my vision, and I turn my head, not wanting vulnerability- complete, at this point- to show on my face as well as my prone body. The hand pinning my wrists releases, slides, tipping my face to yours. Your mouth crashes onto mine, your tongue demanding entrance and compelling response. Hot and deep, your kisses take me under, sliding me back through those sharper emotions until I am left with only need and desire. Until I have accepted, acknowledged, and settled. Your fingers are gentle now, teasing, tracing the curve of my ear, flicking over each nipple, stroking the back of each knee. Pleasure is there, under that still-burning need, gentler and broader. Rising and falling, building the ache again. Your mouth on my shoulder, my neck, your lips and teeth and tongue driving me crazy. Your name falls easily from my lips, in benediction and supplication, carried on increasingly louder moans. Hips undulating against the mattress, rising and falling in a rhythm. Aware of your arousal pushing against my thigh, aware of your elevated heartbeat when I skim my hands over your shoulders, down the sinewy length of your arm, sliding around your waist to stroke over your back. Raising slightly, skimming my lips over your collarbone, your neck. Sinking my teeth lightly into your shoulder, my hands stroking down so my fingers can bite lightly into the tight curve of your ass. Hearing that half-laugh, half-growl evens me out, steadies me. Entices me.
A/N- Good Times. Any time you meet a payment. Good Times. Any time you need a friend. Good Times. Any time you're out from under. Not getting hassled, not getting hustled.
Keepin' your head above water, Making a wave when you can.
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