The Curve

Six

Destiny

No he didn't!!! I watch him as he looks at me and licks his fingers clean. My mouth waters.
Damn. Did he real life just handle my ass?
The waiter places my plate in front of me. I feel Shawn's eyes still on me.
He wants me to think his ass really wants me. But I know better. Its the same game. Shawn is just playing at a different and better tempo. I can play along. The waiter leaves, I look down at my plate. Trying to gain the upper hand, I decide to pick the most insignificant thing to pick at. So there for, food it was, If he was really into big girls he would know this shit in front of me was nothing but crumbs. Just there to look pretty...
He wasn't trying hard enough... Boring.

"You have no clue what your doing. Do you?" I say.
He narrows his eyes at me.

"Get up" he orders me. Pushing himself from the table. He marches from the private dinning room. I get up and slowly follow him only because I don't want to ride a cab, and I don't want to sit here and wait for an Uber.
"Bill me!!" I hear him bark at the poor hostess.
All eyes are on him and I. His tantrums don't scare me anymore. After all these years he only wanted to taste a chocolate big girl. If only once.
He waits for me to slide into the vehicle, he doesn't say shit the whole ride.
I think he's taking me home. But when I notice we are at his place, I look over at him.
"Mr. Sanders..."
He says nothing. He just gets out and waits for me. When I don't move.
He looks down at me.
"Get out of the fucking car, Destiny" he says calmly. Don't move Destiny. Something in me is screaming for me to stay put. Do I?
I get out of the fucking car.
Damn. He firmly places his big hand on my waist, guiding me into the building. The staff greet us. But does he greet them back? No. He walks up into the elevator.
I can't think. Wanna know why? As soon as the doors close he pounces.

Pinning me to the wall of the elevator. He picks me up, wrapping my legs around his big body. I feel his erection through his slacks. Like everything else about this men, it's big.
Two things happen within me. One, my heart falls from my chest to my pussy. Two, my body involuntarily seeks more friction from him, so my hips grind  into him. He hisses his approval. He places the hand that not holding my ass up firmly around my neck.
"I want you to think about what you said, after I'm done with you." He tells me before assaulting my lips.

Pressing his body into me, Giving me his tongue, wanting to dance with mine. I let out a moan. He presses harder into me. He slowly drags his hand from my neck to my chest. Teasing me. He moves his hand slowly to my shoulder, pulling my dress down. Exposing my breast. He stops kissing me. He looks down at me to watch my reaction. Pinching my nipple. I throw my head back from the feeling.

He was playing with me. Because as soon as I let out a tortured groan. He stops. Easily unwrapping me from his body. Placing me on my feet. He still invades 1000% of my space. He looks down at me. And starts undoing his tie. This man!
He snatches the tie from his collar. He steps back.
"Turn around." he orders.
The elevator doors ding open.
I turn around.
I feel him slowly unzip my dress. The silk flows from my heated body.
I shudder. He instructs me to step out of the dress, then proceeds to pick it off the floor. I feel his eyes on my body the whole time.

"Destiny, turn back around." his command is like ice cubes on my burning skin.
I do as I'm told.

Now his heated gaze is on my naked body. I'm wet from the anticipation.
The longer his hungry hazel eyes rake over my body, the more I want to explode and tell him to fuck me. I don't though, I just rub my thighs together.
He smirks at my actions. I wanna tell him to stop playing and just fuck me, but I don't open my mouth, its watery and I will do some dumb shit like drool...

Just when my patience is about to run out, he looks me in the eyes.
It's there, the lion had been provoked..

He slides his tie around my neck and tightens it like a leash.
Shit! Shit! Shit!

Sometimes my mouth could really get me into the wildest of situations.

Shawn

There were a million ways I've dreamed about this night. All of them romantic and beautiful. Something soft just for her. But I also have a million different ways to make her see my way of things too. I wanted to love Destiny. Cherish her. Show her that I was the man to give her the world. But My girl does have a mouth. She just needs a little guidance.

She was pushing it with the shit that had come out of her mouth.
Once she realized what I was going for, her ass found some courage. But she must have forgotten I was the boss. She might have my heart. But I needed to remind her who the fuck was in charge.
I lightly tug her out of the elevator, a tiny gasp falls from her lips, She fucked this up for herself. This night could have gone so differently.

I had every intention of being the perfect gentleman for her tonight. But she fucked that up with her smart ass mouth. So what happens tonight was on her.
I unlock my door and tug her inside. When I turn around, she's watching me with those big brown fuck me eyes . I want to make her suffer, but I also wanna give her the best night of her life. She watched my every move. As I tossed her dress onto my coffee table.
She watched the muscles on my arm flex as I wrapped the tie around my knuckles , pulling her closer. My mind raced with what positions I wanted her in to where I wanted to put her in those positions. Couch, against this door, in bed, in the shower, let's not forget the kitchen. She didn't like the food at the restaurant. But from the look she was giving be she was hungry for my dick.
So I lean down until my lips are at her ear.
" I have just the right thing to fill that pretty mouth of yours." She narrows her eyes like she wants to protest. But yelps when I pull the tie, leading her into the kitchen.
I pull her over to the large white marble island in the middle of the spacious kitchen. Turning and lifting her onto the island. Her beautiful eyes danced around, trying to figure out exactly what I'm going to do. she's trying to pull at the tie around her neck
I chuckle. She stops when she hears me.
I walk over to the refrigerator and pull out a few fun items. My eyes zero in on the can of whipped cream and my mouth waters.
"I am going to show you that I am serious about this Destiny." I express to her.
As I carry the items back to her. Placing them on the side of her very naked, very hypnotizing body.

Let it to my girl to have a mouth on her that she can't control.
She sucks on her teeth while looking at what I've placed next to her.
"Ok ,Christian Gray" she just couldn't help herself. But one thing I have a real problem with was her saying another man's name while speaking to me.

She was faking courage. Holding her head up high. One thing gives her away. She's biting her lip. She would've been biting her nails but she's trying to act hard.
She hisses when my hand snakes through her hair. Yanking her face to mine.
"Destiny" I say. Trying not to actually lose my shit. She had me fucked up.
"Never say another man's name while addressing me, again. The safe words are green, and red" I tell her.
"Tonight my name is not Mr. Sanders, Shawn, or anything else except Daddy." I instructed her.
"What are the safe words, Destiny?" I test her.
"Green, and red" she whispers.
"And what is my name, Destiny?"
"Daddy" she breathes out.
Good girl.
I'm about to show her what her smart ass mouth will get her.