After a few moments, he texted back.
“I know what I want to do to you. It will all start with one small kiss on your neck. Softly as you lean your head back and let a small moan escape. I’ll kiss my way up to your ear as I run my hands through your hair. I’ll gently suck on your ear lobe as I pull you closer to me. Afterward, I will kiss my way back down your jawline, to your neck, and stopping at your collar bone. While I kiss your collar, I’ll guide you into my lap and let my teeth graze against your skin as I slowly drag my nails down your spine to send chills through you. I want to trace my tongue across your sensitive spots and feel the goosebumps on your skin.
But that’s when I will really start trying to turn you on.
I want to look down at you, hold your chin in my hand, and guide your gaze up to my eyes. I’ll whisper how hard it is to resist you… how much I want you… and how badly I need you. I’ll grab your hips and pull your body against mine, slowly grinding into you. My eyes will drift from your lips to your eyes, then back to your lips. I’ll bite my lower lip, look back into your eyes, and whisper:
“Can I kiss you?”
You’ll nod, unable to find the words to say “yes,” and we will finally kiss like we have been wanting to. One, slow, deep kiss to make it real. Then, progressively more and more aggressive. Our tongues will explore each other’s mouths, our hands will go on an expedition to discover one another’s bodies. I’ll guide your hand to my dick, so you can feel how badly I want you.
Once we are each other’s, you’ll be shocked by how fast things will switch. From holding you in my arms as if I’ll never let go; to pushing you against the wall and holding your leg up so my aching cock can find its way into dripping pussy. From kissing you gently under the stars in the woods as our feelings for one another outnumber the diamonds above; to covering your mouth and telling you to be a good girl and keep it down as I cover your tits in hickeys. From petting your hair as I look into your eyes and nuzzle our heads together; to pulling your hair back so I can whisper into your ear that no one will ever fuck you this hard while I have you bent over our bed. From being my princess who I would do anything for, to being my dirty girl who will earn everything given to her.
I want you to be literally, and figuratively, wrapped around my fingers. I’ll show you how mean I can be when I have you shaking and digging your nails into my shoulders as you ask, “Please, sir, can I cum?” But as I put my thumb into your mouth, and you obediently suck down on it, I’ll guide your eyes to my own and tell you, “Not until you’ve earned it.” I’m going to fuck you so hard that the only thing you will be able to remember how to say is “yes sir, I love it,” when I ask if my baby girl likes it. Because you will be mine. MY dirty girl. MY baby. MY princess. MINE.
Now, the only question is why haven’t we done this? Are you afraid? Afraid that I’m right? That after you’ve been with me, you know no one will compare. No one will cause wave after wave of orgasm to shock your entire body. No matter what happens, or who you’re with, you will never forget the sound of my voice ordering you to cum for me. Or are you afraid of what we’ll be able to do? That each and every dark desire you have had will be able to be explored. Every fantasy, every dream, recreated in reality. You broken to my will with full faith in me.
Faith in protection: knowing I would never do anything to hurt you or degrade you. Knowing you are my top priority and everything I do is for you.
Faith in pleasing me: knowing you make me feel better than I ever had before. Knowing that while I have the control, you have the power over me.
Faith in pleasure; knowing I will have you shaking, begging for more, and feeling wave after wave of euphoria.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hkrj9b/faith_in_pleasure_pt_1