3am Desires

Pt. 1

Me and my dom had just got back to his house. Exhausted, we both instantly changed into comfortable clothes. I know that he was tired after the long outing we had.

By now I had been getting teased for days. He would give me passionate kisses... pulling them down my décolletage. Running his hands down my arms. Grabbing my waist.. pulling me in and-

Even though we were both worn out, I was hoping that he'd finally let me release...

But then he put a movie on.

I know he was really looking forward to seeing this one. It had just hit streaming services. He's enjoying it meanwhile all I could think about what he's been building up in my mind. My thoughts have my whole body tingling. Every one of my nerves is on edge. Regardless, I tried to settle in on my phone. But I couldn't stop thinking about him. How his mouth tastes. How his hands feel on my waist. How his fingers feel when he trails them down my body, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

He could see me laying there with my knees bent, swaying my hips. During my intimate thoughts I was trying to self soothe the pressure he made build up at my core. He reached over and grabbed me as to keep my legs still...'well there goes that' I think to myself.

I tried to do my own thing but my eyes kept wandering to his perfect face. I know that i'm being annoying; needy. I know that he knows what I want. I want him to exert any energy that he has left into entangling his body with mine. Orgasmic bliss. As I looked at him my eyes were hopeful... filled with lust. I wear my mood so strongly. I can't keep any thoughts a secret and he knows it.

He looked over at me and I blushed like a schoolgirl. He still makes me do that as if it's the first flirty thing i'm hearing him say. The first sexy smirk i'm seeing on his face. He has that way of carrying himself. Being so carefree yet in tune with others needs and desires.

Speaking of his smirk; there it is. Growing on his face.
he's not even looking at me but he can feel me staring.

"Baby, come here"

Hearing that is alluring. I smiled and moved toward him. I don't dare waste a second. He put his arm around me, then he returned his gaze to the TV. All I can think about is how he's so sturdy but so warm. He's comfort. He protects yet keeps me feeling gently loved. I'm finally fully relaxing. Fully ready to let go. To tell him that I want him to fuck me all night. But his focus is shifted. It's okay. He deserves some relaxation. I can't help but to feel guilty for wanting him to spend even another minute tending to my needs...so I don't say anything.

Lost in thought; I reached up to give him a kiss on his cheek. He hasn't shaved in a few days. Without thinking I place another one on his jaw. It's so sharp.

He swiftly pauses his movie, looks over, and grabs my face. I think that he's pissed off. That I've distracted him too much. I stop breathing. He gently laughs and kisses me. As he pulls away he whispers to me...

"Don't be nervous."

I feel myself relax again. From that point on I had all of his attention. What I was craving.

"I can see how much you need me." He said,
"I've noticed it this whole time. I was waiting for you to say something."

"I wanted to let you enjoy what you were watching", I reply.
"I thought that you deserve some downtime."

"My favorite downtime is when I'm enthralled with you. Besides, I promised that I was going to edge you until you lose control. I thought about it too much and now i'm starting to lose control myself. I keep thinking about how beautiful you look. I can't fully pay attention to anything. I want to have all of you. I can't leave my princess hanging."