Can’t be ignored – excerpt style erotica [MDom][Fsub][ignoring]

My tongue runs over the rough material of your jeans. The look in my eyes as I gaze up at you are the complete image of need and want. God, I want you so bad! But you just continue to look over your work, the only indication that you sense my presence is when you tilt your head slightly and smile casually down at me, almost like you’re saying “yeah, sure, that sounds nice” without really having heard what was said. Your feigned disinterest sends confusing tingles to my clit. My thong is getting wetter as the minutes tick on to your feigned disinterest that seems to become more real. Are you really not interested? Being on the tip of spiraling is egging me on, wanting me to work harder, show better how much I need you, how much need your attention. My skin is prickling to feel your touch, my ears to hear your voice, but you just continue to look at the papers in your hand.

My tongue is starting to go dry, it strains along the rough feel of your jeans, but I keep going. I keep running my tongue up and down. I keep trying to suck on you through the material and I feel you throb in return. Your face gives nothing away though. The occasional clearing of your throat as I continue to make your cock throb feels like the only acknowledgment I’m getting. It’s killing me and yet the frustrations make me wetter, it sends a buzz to my head and tingles through my spine. It ignites the hungry slut within me, wanting both nothing more than to fulfill the need of having your cock filling me up and to sit as an unacknowledged mute at your feet ready to please. The notion makes my need grow stronger and the ache within every fiber of me wanting your cock stand on attention. And in turn, the confusing cocktail of lust and hunger is making me start to grind the air on pure instinct and pout up at you.”Use your words,” your vibrato with a feigned annoyance in it sounds through the room. “Please, I wanna feel your cock,” I say with the hope of finally getting to have it. “Sure, you can take it out,” you say almost as if you couldn’t care less either way. So frustrating and so hot. My fingers skim over the length of you going to your jeans’ button and a short smile comes over your face. I carefully, but purposely, unbutton and unzip to get you out and start to run my fist up and down your pulsing shaft when I do. A heavy sigh comes from you as you drop the papers on the table and lean back when I reach my other hand to cup your balls. Your eyes close and you seem to be savoring the moment, savoring the feeling of my delicate hands running tighter around you.

Your hand runs up through my hair and fists the back pulling me slightly away and holding me in place making my movements stop. A stern look on your face is coming down on me. You feel so big and powerful towering over me sitting at your feet. It makes me want to scurry away, but your gaze holds me in place and the tingles continue to run wild between my thighs. Please. “So, you really want my cock, huh?” the feigned annoyance in your voice more evident now “Yes!” the plea rushes through my lips, “Yes, please, I need your cock, please?” You look at me for a long beat. The anticipation is too much, having you so close yet so far away. Your cock so close yet so far away! The need to taste you on my lips grows stronger as the scent of you fills up around me. “Please, please, please,” I practically whimper up at you, “Please, I need your cock, please, I’ll be good, please!” The begging turning myself on just as much as it does you.
Your hand goes from its secure fist in the back of my hair to hold around my chin as you lift my face and bend to kiss me. A fierce kiss. An out of breath kiss. A kiss that’s still somehow gentle and loving. “All yours, baby,” you say with a smile as you sit back up and pick up your papers again. The feigned look of disinterest is back on your face, but it doesn’t last long as I’m finally able to take you between my lips and deep into my mouth licking up the precum from you before I do. A groan escapes your lips and soon both your hands are back to fisting my hair.

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