Pete had you in his lap, him still fully clothed while you were left in your panties. You watched him, having your hands behind your back in cuffs, digging into your skin even. You whined, the vibrator on a low setting as Pete traced his fingers over your breasts and down to the lining of your lacy panties. You wanted, no, needed, him to touch you. It was getting too much, and you wanted to come so badly it was ridiculous.
"Get on your knees, you're taking care of me first princess," Pete said, and you nodded. You got on your knees, looking up as Pete unzipped his pants, his cock popping out. You swallowed, wondering how this was going to go without you being able to use your hands. You scooted forwards, in between Pete's legs, and licked a soft stripe at the head. Pete's fingers tangled in your hair in no time, tugging hard. "Don't tease, whore," he growled, and you nodded. You took the head into your mouth, straightening up more so that you could take it more into your mouth. You loosened your jaw, trying to relax as you felt Pete buck his hips. You choked a little, but he didn't let up. "I know you can do this," he said, and you whined. You closed your eyes, bobbing your head quickly as Pete groaned above you. You took that as a good sign, so you kept on doing it, bobbing your head, feeling Pete's cock hit the back of your throat many times. Your lips popped off, making an obscene sound, and your eyes opened. You licked down the shaft, down to his balls and sucked on them softly. Pete cursed loudly, throwing his head back as his hips bucked. "Let-Let me fuck your throat," he said, and you pulled back, opening your mouth for Pete. His fingers tightened around your hair as his hips bucked into your mouth over and over. You moaned, shutting your eyes tightly, feeling them water a little, but it felt good. It didn't take long at that, Pete coming down your throat, making you cough. You pulled back, swallowing, a little running out the side of your mouth. You looked up, Pete's face flushed, mouth hung open. You sat back on your heels, waiting for Pete to do something about you now.
"Pete?" You asked, voice more than horse, and he blinked. You watched him look over you, and he let out a moan. You blushed, ducking your head a little as he stood up. He grabbed your arm, taking you with him. You were back on the desk, laying down with your legs spread open. Pete turned up the volume on the vibrator quickly, to the highest setting, making you cry out. It hurt at the angle you were at, laying on your back with the handcuffs, but you chose to ignore that. You whimpered, "Holy fuck." Pete chuckled, taking the end of the vibrator, and pushing it in and out at a slow pace at first. You moaned, head tilted to the side as your hips pushed back quickly. "Please, oh my God, y-yes!" you cried out, Pete quickening the pace. He watched you, biting on his bottom lip as he pulled it almost all the way out before shoving it back in. You let out a choked shout, mouth falling open as you felt a heat bubble up in your lower abdomen. "C-Close," you choked out, whining. Your orgasm hit you hard, legs shaking as you moaned out Pete's name. You chest rose and fell quickly, eyes shut tightly as you rode out your orgasm with the vibrator. You gasped for air, body shaking a little as Pete removed the vibrator from you, and you turned on your side. You didn't want the handcuffs digging into you anymore than they already were. Pete took off the cuffs though, and you sighed out shakily. You laid back on your back, trying to catch your breath.
"You okay princess?" Pete hummed, and you could hear the smirk in his voice. You nodded, pushing your hair back as you sat up. You licked your bottom lip, watching as Pete zipped up his pants. You haven't seen him fully undressed though, and you craved to see those tattoos fully unclothed. "God, you're so hot," he laughed, leaning down and kissing you happily. You kissed back, wrapping one arm around his neck, fingers tangled in his hair. "I didn't know you were that loud either, holy shit," he mumbled on your lips, making you blush. You shrugged, pulling back and reaching for your underwear. You slipped them back on, fixing the button up and tucking it in your skirt. You smoothed your hair back, grabbing your bag and slinging it over your shoulder. "So, you going home?" He asked, and you nodded, watching him. "Would you like to get something to eat?" Pete asked, which made you smile with a tiny nod.
"Sure!" You said, chewing on your bottom lip. You waited for him to gather his stuff, walking out together. You ended up taking your car and just following him, since it wouldn't be as much as work going from place to place. You followed him to Buffalo Wild Wings, stepping inside and taking a number to wait for a seat. You rubbed your wrists absently, and Pete gave you a look.
"Did I.. Was I too rough?" Pete asked softly, and you blinked. You shook your head quickly, offering the older man a smile. "You sure? Shit, we should have thought of a safe word probably," Pete mumbled, more talking to himself than to you.
"That's not needed, if it's too rough, I'll let you know," you told Pete, walking to your booth. You sat on opposite sides, taking a menu and looking at it. You already knew what you wanted though, not getting anything different every time you came. You talked to Pete about school, home, anything really, wanting to get to know him better. He told you about his side project that he was in, it being a band that wasn't really popular, but you were interested. "Fall Out Boy?" You smiled, thinking about it. "Sounds good, you should show me a couple songs sometime," you told Pete, your food coming.
"Maybe, but you need to eat. Go ahead princess."
