There was something carnivorous in his eyes. A long lost predatory gleam awakened in genetic memory by me. Perhaps I’d brag if I hadn’t trembled. I was dressed for my own kill. A maroon dress finished with a short pleated bottom. I had wished to play the role of the huntress but that look told me at once that I was the hunted.
The coy touching and playful glances at my bare legs sent shivers up my spine. Those eyes, I thought, were playing a game that I had laid out in elegant precision. This was chess and I was three moves ahead.
His clothes came off and I licked my teeth in anticipation. A curled finger and I drew him to me as if I pulled a string. So clever, I was, a powerful woman with my claws in this man. His lips and tongue played against mine in a chivalrous embrace. Not too hard, not too soft. Unlike his cock that was growing beneath my finger tips. That was growing harder by the second.
I took him in my mouth then. Sweet victory and I was savoring my prize. Red lipstick leaving stained trails around the head and down to the base. I teased him, changing my pace and taking him deep into my throat, his cock making me sputter.
I was on my knees. When did I get on my knees? His hands were in my hair and his cock was forcing it’s way down my throat. And when he grabbed my chin and I saw his eyes I knew.
I knew I was the prey and he was the hunter.
A gentle slap and a commanding word. I was lost. Another, harder this time and I was gone. My heart was pounding and my knees were shaking. It was eroticism at it’s most feral and in that moment I could only stutter out five words.
“Please fuck my ass, sir.”
Edit: Formatting Nightmare O_O
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/556a0i/a_super_short_tease_fm
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