"What did you say?" Y/N asks with a sly smile. Joe bites his lip as he breathes slow and shallow, unsure of how to respond. "Keep going? Please..." his voice cracks, clearly wanting more. The desperate look never left his eyes, Y/N knows what he wants but she needed to hear it too.
"Tell me...use your words, I want you to tell me what you want me to do"
Joe holds his breath for a moment, never breaking eye contact. It's as if he forgot how to speak, he felt small in that moment, not knowing how to ask. It was slightly embarrassing really. "I um...I want you to um..." he stutters as Y/N continues to gaze into his eyes with desire.
He'd never felt so...vulnerable before, and there was more of that to come. "I want you to suck me off", he spoke slowly and quietly as his face turned red once more. Joe bites his lip and tilts his head down slightly while still maintaining eye contact.
Y/N smiles in response, and without a word she begins undoing his jeans, pulling them and his boxer shorts down revealing a very solid uncut erection. She leaned her head down and kissed his tip, sending shivers up Joes spine. He felt goosebumps up and down his arms as Y/N licks her lips and grabs his penis with one hand and allows it to enter her warm mouth.
He lets out a loud moan unexpectedly, he had no control over it at this point. Leaning his head forward and biting his tongue, Joe pulls against the restraints that kept his hands above his head. He was helpless, unable to physically participate, and he loved it. Every bit of it.
He begins thrusting his hips forward as Y/N continues maneuvering her hand and mouth around his pulsating cock. She puts her hands on his hips as if to tell him that he's not allowed to do that, she was in control, not him. Within seconds her shirt is off, teasing Joe with something he cannot touch yet. Another moan, or maybe a whine?, escapes his mouth, "oh darling..." he's breathing heavily, curling his toes and biting his lip, "let's get these handcuffs off now, please?" she hears his pleading voice, aching to touch her body...her temple, her very being..."I want...I want to make you feel good too, my love", he's nearly begging, giving that damn look that drives Y/N crazy, Joes eyes speak louder than his words and he always got his way with that.
Not this time.
"Not yet love", Joe gasps when he hears her tell him, who knew three simple words would be so eagerly disappointing? Not that Joe was unhappy about it, he didn't mind one bit. But it did intensify his desire for Y/N and he had a hard time containing it. He threw his head back, feeling his heart beating out of his chest and inhaling sharply as he felt and exploding orgasm. "Jesus H Christ" he hisses and pulls at the restraints once again.
Y/N sits up with a satisfied look on her face, she leaned forward against Joe, hanging her boobs in his face as she takes the handcuffs off.
With his hands finally free, he sits forward slightly. "May I?" He asks, looking down at her chest then back up at her with a pouty face.
"Of course" she responds, within less than half a second Joe has one tit in each hand, kissing and sucking the left one, then the right, squeezing them gently. His erection still just as tall and firm as it was before this all started. His moans sound like hums, he's clearly enjoying himself.
Joe can't help himself, he puts his hands on her sides and encourages her to lay on her back, "May I pleasure you?" He asks with a slightly embarrassed smile, of course consent was needed but he never had to ask before. Y/N was still in charge.
She leans back, allowing him to pull her leggings and thong off. He swallows heavily before putting his hands on her inner thighs, leaning down to kiss her sweet spot just as she had done to him. She gasps as he grips her thighs and twirls her clit with his tongue, "fuck, babe, oh my god" she moans, which sends more shivers down Joes spine. Sucking her clit, then trailing his fingers up and sticking 2 of them as far into her as he possibly can, over and over. He feels her legs tense, knowing it's now her turn to finish he once again twirls her clit. Y/N squeals as she feels an intense wave of pleasure wash over her, hot as fire yet cold as ice.
She takes a deep breath as she looks up at Joe, he waited to hear that he'd done good. He was, after all, a very naughty boy during his interview.
"That was wonderful.." she whispers, slightly out of breath. Joe crawls up next to her, kissing her cheek and smiling because he knows he's going to be naughty again, just so she would punish him more.
