He knew what it did to her when he pulled her close like that. She suspected that’s why he took her out dancing in the first place. The Hispanic music played here was so sensual… the way he pulled her so close, there was no space between their bodies; he knew how it got her heart racing and her hormones out of control. Just now, his hands wandered down her body to her hips, feeling them move with the beat. She started pulling him away from the floor, to a table they snagged and got two waters from a waitress. She opened hers first and took a sip, entwining their hands in his lap.
“You know I love when you take me dancing.”
“I do,” he smiled mischievously, “And I love you, therefore making you happy makes me happy.”
“You also know what dancing does to me, you devil.” She accused playfully, grinning like mad.
“I haven’t the slightest idea to what you are referring.” He winked.
“Ready to go home?” She asked, but he was already grabbing their coats before she had a chance to finish, nodding and urging her to the door.
The drive home was not quick enough. She leaned over in her seat and kissed his neck, her hand rubbing up and down his thigh, and, occasionally emboldened, over the impossibly sight seat of his pants. He would suck in a gasp when she did, telling her how naughty she was, each time thrilling her.
He sped home, shortening the drive by five minutes. When he parked, he turned to her.
“Darling, I want you to take ten minutes to freshen up if you like, but by the 11th minute, you had better be lying down, face up on our bed, naked, legs spread, knees bent, arms grabbing the headboard. Understand?” He commanded.
She nodded profusely, feeling herself get slick from his Dominating tone. “Yes, Sir>”
“Then get to it. Ten minutes, starting now.”
She scrambled out of the car, determined to get her teeth brushed before getting naked. She had a few minor tasks, but by the ninth minute, she was nude and in place.
“Oh darling, not only punctual, but early; you know how I love that.” He smiled down at her.
“Thank you Sir.” She breathed, not moving a muscle. She followed his movements with her eyes, watching as he slowly undressed, licking her lips. When he had naught but his too tight boxers on, he walked around the bed, staring and occasionally touching her body. He went in the bathroom and washed his hands, then returned, stark naked.
He walked to the foot of the bed and looked at her entire body, which was shivering in arousal and anticipation. He reached out and caressed her inner thigh, she sighed as his hands went a tad closer to where she wanted them, and had to bite her lip when he walked away instead of touching her, ravishing her like she wanted.
Instead he walked to her side, staring into her eyes as his hands reached for her chest. He slowly cupped her breast, as if trying to undo her with his lack of speed. He leaned down and started kissing her, his hand never ceasing to massage her breast, occasionally pinching her nipple before smoothing the skin over again. His tongue slid all over her mouth, and she kept trying to hasten the kiss, to get him to get on top of her and give them what they both wanted. But instead he pulled away, smiling ruefully at her sigh of content and adorable pout. “Please Sir.”
He shook his head, chuckling deeply and smiling down at her, as she saw him pull down his boxers in her peripherals. “Turn over, ass up, head down.”
She gasped, rapidly moving into position. She closed her eyes, not sure which to expect, a fuck or a-
SMACK!
She gasped, which flowed into a moan.
“Count out loud, darling.”
SMACK!
Gasp, “Oh! Two!”
“Two, what, darling?”
SMACK!
“OH! Three, Sir! Sorry, Sir, won’t happen a-“
SMACK!
“Oh God! Four Sir!”
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“DEAR GOD, Five Six Seven, Sir! Oh my-“
SMACK!
“EIGHT! Eight Sir! Please! Please touch me, please Sir I need you to-“
SMACK!
“oh my god, nine, Sir. Pleaaase, please fuck-“
SMACK!
“Turn over, Now!” He demanded as she counted the final spank.
She fell to her stomach and quickly flipped as he leaned down and thrust himself inside her, they both moaned, needy for each other. She screamed his name in his ear, as he lay on top of her, fucking her senseless. Her nails dug in his back as she squeezed around his dick, coming intensely from the added sensation of his hands squishing her now sensitive ass. She kissed him deeply as he slowed down enough to get a few seconds more before he orgasmed, her kisses anchoring him back down to earth as he laid down atop her, not wanting to pull himself out of her. She smiled up at him.
“You know I love you, right?”
He smiled, kissing her cheek, “Yeah, I know.”
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Domination
RomanceA collection of short stories in which one partner dominates the other, sexually. Hope you can follow me and enjoy. Author's note: The Professional, the newest addition, is not just a sex scene like the others but instead is more like a short story...