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Praise, body worship, mommy kink,
age gap, dirty talk, etc...
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"You're going to do as I say. I'm in charge tonight. If you need me to stop, use your safe word and I will stop everything. Understood?" Your features softened as you asked.
Your lover simply nodded her head.
"I'm not going to start until I hear your verbal consent, my love."
Joan licked her lips, "I understand. You're in charge. Safe word if needed. But I assure you it won't be."
"Good. Then get on your knees, pretty girl."
Although Joan was the more dominant one in your relationship, she was the least confident between you two. On days like this, all dominance subsided, and her insecurities got the best of her.
As she fell to her knees, that sparkle in her perfect eyes was nearly faded today. And it was up to you to bring it back. You knew she needed to let loose, to be told what it was you loved about her, to be told what to do, to help her get rid of those insecurities clouding her mind.
"I'm sorry—" she muttered.
"I don't believe I told you to speak. I want you to stay silent and just listen to my voice. Listen to the words I'm going to say to you."
Joan gulped and lowered her gaze, nodding her head to you.
It wasn't often you saw Joan in such a vulnerable state of mind. It was rare. But you were sure that when it did happen, you would give it your all to reassure the woman you loved most in this world, that in your eyes, she was perfect just the way she was.
You circled slowly around Joan, feeling satisfied that she trusted you with every inch of her body, to be in such a submissive state and not feel judged. Her thighs pressing together, and the subtle arch of her back as she held herself up, let you know she was ready for you.
Your movements stopped as you stood directly behind her. Your hand slid down the back of her head, slowly gliding the rubber band from her hair, and allowing the blackened strands with subtle hints of grey, to fall down her bare back.
You slide that same hand to her chin, forcing her face up, and her darkened gaze to meet yours. Her dilated pupils were almost impossible for you to resist. You let your head dip towards hers, your lips hovering impossibly close to hers.
Joan's breath suddenly hitched at the closeness of your lips, feeling your cold breath tickling her now warm skin.
"You deserve for me to take this pretty little mouth of yours on my own. But I can't do that unless I know you're completely ready for me. And that you'll listen very carefully to every single word I'm about to say to you."
"Please," she begged. "I need you... I'll listen.. and I'll be so—" she paused, taking a shaky breath before swallowing, "Good..."
The soft panting of her breath is so close to your lips, it was entirely intoxicating.
"Please..." Joan begged once more, needing your lips on hers. Needing you...
"Is that what you would like? For me to kiss you until you can't breathe? Until your whole body ignites with need as I tell you everything I love about you?"
You speak those words against her now parted lips, your mouth ever so slightly grazing her own. She opens more, a quiet moan falling past her lips, begging for you to stop the teasing and just take her.
