A Dangerous Sub (gxg)

Fifteen

That night they started over from scratch several times, they spent hours in the bed, shifting from angle to angle, tangling fingers with fingers. Inevitably Amberle found her match, a woman who was able to keep up with her, but the experience was inequitable. All the things Amberle did for her and Joslyn decided not to reciprocate.

"You'll get your turn when I see fit, right now you're undeserving of reciprocation."

"Why?"

"You don't know how to follow instructions." She said to Amberle and she narrowed her gaze at her. "Is this about the coin thing?"

"Initially it's about the notes which were about you messing up my apartment and yelling at me. If you'd only listen I wouldn't have had to use the coin or anything to show you how inattentive you are. No reward for you, sweetheart."

"But I made you feel good, don't I deserve something too?"

Joslyn shot her brow up and Amberle's anger flared. "Well, I guess you're right, you do deserve something," she succumbed. "Come here,"

Kneeling before the older woman on the bed, the girl watched her roaming eyes scrutinizing her body. Jos reached out and tilted Amber's chin upward, revealing the length of her neck before fitting her face there, kissing the sensitive skin.

Giggling, Amberle pulled away and the woman was amused.

"What's so funny?" She asked, holding onto the girl's throat, her touch was gentle. "Nothing, I'm just really ticklish there."

"Are you now?"

Joslyn seized her by the throat and pushed her onto her back with a force. Climbing on top, the woman straddled her. The act shocked poor Amberle—her eyes were wide. Skilful hands pushed her hand above her head, holding them in place before her chin was tilted upwards again revealing the crevices of her neck, Joslyn kissed it again. The girl squirmed.

"Stop squirming!" The woman's words were firm.

Trailing her tongue along the warm skin, Amberle couldn't help but moan. Joslyn brought her right hand up to caress her breast while her mouth worked. Incessantly the girl moaned, the sharp tongue invoked arousal and she wanted release, she wanted to feel herself beneath the woman, the flexing of her fingers against her core. Rocking her hips indicating subtly that she was more than ready to be touched by her, the girl begged,

"Please,"

The woman ignored her, trailing her mouth over her torso while her fingers tweaked a nipple. "Please, what miss Wilson?"

"I want you to touch me, please."

"Please who?" Joslyn teased, slipping her mouth over her nipple, sucking it briefly. "Please miss,"

How much more of that could she take, the teasing and the ignoring? Moisture accumulated between her thighs since the beginning of the night and now? Amberle knew the slightest touch down there and she'd come faster than the taller woman couldn't realize what went on.

Dismounting the girl, excitement pulsated within Amberle as she waited for her turn to be pleasured. She wanted Joslyn to touch her badly, it's all she ever wanted since the day they met, something about the tight jeans hugging the woman's tush that had it going for her. She needed to come to terms with her attraction though, she spent awhile denying her feelings.

"Do you like being called insulting names?" The woman asked running her fingers over the girl's clit in circles, causing her to inhale through her mouth. "Yes,"

A heavy sigh left her throat, a spinning head pushes further into a pillow while her eyes rolled shut. All Jos did was trace her fingers against the girl and Amberle was ready to bust.

Humming, the brunette spreads her thighs for the woman, her veins beating within her body, thumping manically like drums when the woman slithered down the bed, fitting her head near her core. Amberle gasps out loud the second the warm mouth slurped her buzzing pussy and if it weren't for gravity her body would've floated away.

Slow flicking, clit teasing, tongue pushing between the moistened slit, the girl whimpered her appreciation— she couldn't believe she considered ripping up that contract and never talking to Joslyn again. What?

Incessantly, Amberle hummed, crying even louder when the woman she kissed her inner lips. Her legs wobbled from the intensity of the pleasure, but Joslyn held them.

"What more can I do for you?" Joslyn spoke, ready to listen to the girl's needs while she dipped her tongue into her core.

"I want you to fuck me with your fingers," Amberle whispered, shudders inundating her fragile body when it was rewarded with a finger easing its way into her core. The resolve that was barely there crumbled when the woman stroked the little bulge at the roof of her opening. She held her breath, biting her lip each time the woman twists. Hovering right there was her climax, it smiled at her core each time the woman simultaneously worked her fingers on both the inside and outside of the moistened pussy.

Skilled lips replaced the fingers circling the enlarged clit, the synergistic flow of fingers and mouth incited Amberle to gasp.

"That feels so good," she murmured, thrusting her hips to meet each little stroke she felt inside her walls.

"My fingers make you feel good baby? Joslyn purred after coming up for air. Yanking the girl's bra completely down from her chest, she slipped her mouth unto a nipple, fingers still moved with a pace. Locking her legs around the woman's arm, Amberle cried out as she pumped forceful, her entire body shook.

Unexpectedly ripping her fingers away from the dripping cunt, Joslyn brought it to the girl's mouth, slowly easing them past her lips.

"Sluts should always have little taste of themselves," her voice was thick with arousal and she meant every word. The dark look in her eyes caused Amberle to smile.

Quickly the woman reenters her pussy and the girl lost it when she adds a third finger. It pumped vigorously, inciting the poor girl to grip the sheets while throwing her head back.

"Are you my precious little slut," Jos bent forward, whispering in the girl's ear. She twirled her tongue against her earlobe, slipping it into her mouth. "Yes, I'm your precious slut!"

"Good girl," She praised when she felt Amberle's pussy throbbed. So the girl liked to be called names? The blonde was going to have a field day with her.
"And whose the previous little slut that'll come for me?" She added.

"Me,"  the girl was in the process of unravelling. Her back arched violently from the bed, her eyes squeezed shut, she felt the quake starting to rupture.

"You're going to make me cum," she slurred shutting her eyes as tightly as she could but just as her walls were about to clamp and squeeze the woman's expert fingers Joslyn stopped, retrieving herself from her core.

The brunette protested. "No, no. You can't stop now," her breaths came quick.

"Actually I can, your little fun's over." She said and Amberle fumed. "Are you for real?"

"Yes, now get up and get dressed," said Joslyn her back turned to the girl.