Wanting You [domme]

I kiss you gently, running my nails down your back. You do the same and we arch together, into each other, bodies pressing close.

We hold together, kissing hungrily, hands running over each other, searching for bare skin.

I sit up and pull my top off, turn, and straddle you. Grind into you. I can feel your excitement, even through our layers of clothes.

“Get undressed,” I say softly.

When you do, and your clothes lie piled on the floor, I kiss you on the forehead.

“So good for me,” I praise you.

I kiss my way down your body, stopping to suck your neck, and then your nipples. I flick them with my tongue, pinch and roll them under my fingers.

Your moans are music to my ears.

My clothes join yours.

I kiss the inside of your thigh. You make a soft sound of anticipation – so I drag it out. I work my way up one, slowly, then, just when I get to the apex, I start again on the other.

I hover over you.

“Please use your mouth miss,” you beg.

I smile. Just the words I needed to hear.

I wrap my hand around your shaft and suck your tip, maintaining eye contact all the while.

Then I close my eyes and start to work on you properly, sucking you as hard as I can, licking your shaft, taking you deeper and deeper until I gag.

Your hips twitch involuntarily under me, forcing you deeper inside me. You writhe and moan and beg me to keep going, please. My lips are tight around you; my mouth is warm and wet. I know you need more.

I pull away.

Then I kiss you on the forehead, running my thumb over your lips. You go quiet. I straddle you.

“Do you want me to fuck you, baby?”

You swallow. Nod.

I guide you to my entrance, smirkng as you gasp at how wet I am.

I press myself down, slowly, so you can feel every inch as you fill me. I’m warm and wet and tight and you tell me so.

I lift myself up slowly, gently. Then thrust down hard and fast. You groan, body jolting with the shock. It pushes you deeper, and with both moan at the feeling.

I don’t stop. I keep going until you’re a moaning, writhing mess. My writhing moaning mess.

In this moment, I know you’d let me do anything to you.

And right now, I want you to feel good.

So I fuck you properly, speeding up as I feel you getting closer.

“You’re going to cum for me.” I whisper in your ear.

You nod frantically, hungrily.

“Good,” I say. “Then do it.”

You hold me close, and fuck me faster and faster, hammering into me. We’re both clinging onto each other for dear life.

You cum into me with a moan, filling me up. As you should, being my little sub.

“Thank you baby.” I murmur into your ear.

We lay together for a while, holding each other close.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/un21xu/wanting_you_domme