The Lady in Red

Tease, Please

For an enhanced experience, play the song "Alrighty Aphrodite" by Peach Pit as you read along. (:

They arrive at Nat's place, giggling and leaning into each other.

       She gives Adam a light shove and points to the couch, "Have a seat."

His eyebrows raise as he watches her disappear behind a hallway and into a room. Dirty thoughts race through his mind, thoughts of her naked and underneath him, moaning as their bodies grind against each other and they sweat. He craves to see her body writhe as she calls out his name. Her voice sounds so sweet when she calls out to him, beckons him, begs him to make her cum. He fondly remembers the first time he tasted her, how she breathed his name and pushed her thigh against his face. Blood rushes to his cock. 

As Adam examines her living room, the array of furniture and decor, Nat steps out from the hallway.

 He breathlessly lets out a curse as his eyes take her in. 

She wears a full lacy red lingerie lace set, with matching garters and red fish net stockings. A black nylon rope dangles out of her mouth. She sashays over to him, slowly and languidly. Her eyes never leave his as she climbs onto his lap. She smiles, takes the rope from her mouth, and then grabs his hands from their place on her hips. Her mouth meets his. Their warm tongues dance as she ties his hands behind his head. His elbows stick up on either side of his head and he feels himself getting hard for her.

She trails her kisses down his mouth to his jawline. She nibbles his earlobe and then leaves steamy bites on his neck. She trails farther down, kissing his covered chest.

       "Safe word?" She bats her eyelashes at him.

       "I told you I don't need a safe word," he growls to her.

She smiles and then works to unbuckle his blue slacks. He lifts his hips to help her pull them down to his ankles. His hard member catches her attention, and she adoringly looks at it as she trails her hand up his thighs. She kisses his thigh, close to his scrotum, and then leaves a soft bite, drawing a light gasp from Adam.

He watches her, knelt before him in her red lacy attire. She is a beautiful vision. If he could get any harder, he would.

She takes his cock in her hand and gives it a long lick from base to tip. She makes eye contact with him as she takes his head in her mouth and works her tongue around in circles. He groans, then leans his head back against his arms. She slowly bobs her head down on his member, taking it inch by inch. He feels the warm slickness of her mouth and exhales.

She definitely knows how to make a man feel good, that's for sure. Not that there was ever any doubt.

She rotates her head slightly in circles as she bobs up and down. Her pace quickens and saliva coats his cock as she changes techniques- she now bobs her head in swooping motions, taking the full length of him.

Adam spreads his legs apart as she fondles his balls. As his chest heaves, she then licks them and jerks his shaft with both hands. Her hands twist in opposing directions, one in clockwise, the other counter-clockwise. The sensation sends tingles throughout Adam's body, and he finds himself pushing himself toward her grip.

Suddenly, she grips the base of him and then takes him in full, to the back of her throat. She moans on his cock, the sound reverberates onto him and he shivers. She draws her head up, then rubs the palm of her hand in circular motions on his tip.

It's almost too much and he tries to flinch away from her, but before he can, she takes him full in her mouth again. The sudden change catches him off guard and makes him pant. She draws back, spits on it, and then bobs up and down very quickly. One of the times she draws back, she stays at the tip to suckle on it. Her tongue rubs against it as she does, and he hisses, overcome with sensation.

She feels him pulsate. He's close. She bobs her head faster and sucks harder. Right before he reaches climax, she pulls her mouth from him, a string of saliva hangs from the tip of him to her lips.

He groans loudly and looks down at her to see her with a devilish grin on her face.

       "Are you serious?" He voice cracks as he asks. His head falls back against his arms again.

She nods and wipes her mouth, smirk still on her face. She saunters behind him. His eyes begrudgingly watch her movements. The rope tugs at his wrists as she yanks it and unties it. She leans down, then kisses his cheek. He pulls his slacks back up, but leaves them unbuckled.

       "Goodnight."

       He whirls around to gape at her, "Goodnight?"

       "Yes. I'll see you some other time, soon." She smirks and shrugs. 

He looks her over again and notices how hard he is as she stands there, teasing him in her lingerie. He wants to tear it off of her with his teeth.

He stands from his spot and meets her behind the couch in two wide strides. Her eyes look up at him. He grabs the back of her neck, kisses her hard, and then bends her over the back of her furniture. He grinds his hardness against her ass. His other hand grips her hair and yanks, hard. He forces her to stand, back arched, with her hair pulled and her throat gripped. A gurgled sound escapes her. She almost whines and envisions him tearing her panties off and pulling her bra under her tits to watch them bounce as he takes her. 

She'd like to let him pound into her, right here and now, but she also likes the game they've been playing, and she likes to win. She presses back against his hardness, catching him off guard, and then whirls around to face him. She shoves him toward the door, the same way she did to usher him in earlier.

       "Next time, bucko." She winks and walks over to lean against the door.

She smacks his ass as he exits the doorway. He glances at her with a smile on his lips.

He adjusts his boner in his pants as he hears the door close. He runs a hand through his hair and exhales loudly.

This game is starting to get difficult.