Part 2, following on from Against The Wall
I sit on the chair next to the bed and gently part my legs. I am wearing your white shirt. It hangs loosely, buttons undone. The fabric on the chair feels cool on my bare ass. I close my eyes and can smell you on the shirt. Waves of longing cascade through me.
I open my eyes. You are watching me.
I hear your voice. You command me to touch myself. The tone in your voice excites me and I tremble a little. I trace a fingertip on my lips and slowly move my hand down my chin, my neck then onto my breasts. My other hand glides down my stomach and gently between my legs. I start slowly rubbing my clit, my fingers slipping into the wetness. I keep my eyes locked onto you and watch as you look longingly between my legs. You love the way I look down there and it turns me on knowing you’re watching me. As I feel myself getting closer to coming, you walk over to me holding the black tie. You are not allowing me to come yet. You take my hands and tie them tightly behind the back of the chair. I feel the throbbing between my legs in expectation.
You stare at me, asking me if I’d like to be licked. I nod desperately, the need between my legs getting intense. You move closer, get down on your knees and gently part the white shirt away from my body, your hands grazing my skin and brushing my nipples. I shudder in delight. You move your hands slowly down my sides, my hips, my thighs. Abruptly, you grab hold of my ankles, push my legs up onto the chair and spread them wide. This makes me gasp in excitement. You plant a soft, warm kiss on my inner thigh, moving your head to the other one, lightly brushing my clit as you do. I’m ready to explode in expectation. An eternity passes as I feel your hot breath, your soft kisses and your long licks on my thighs. Finally, there it is…your warm, wet tongue slowly parts my lips and delicately starts licking my clit. I thrust my hips forward and moan loudly. You grab my hips and push me back down, licking me faster. Just as I feel myself getting wetter you gently put your fingers inside me, slow and teasing. I cry out loudly. I look down and you stare into my eyes. You lick my clit firmly but slowly and your fingers move in and out rhythmically. I cry out in pleasure and this entices you to lick and move your fingers faster. I shout out your name as I come hard, trembling, my body writhing in pleasure.
You stand up, lean over, slip your wet fingers into my mouth and whisper in my ear: “Good Girl”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/powwxg/good_girl