She shouldn’t have made me wait so long (1 of 3) [Mf] [Mdom] [fsub] [bdsm]

I was already clenching my jaw. I was damned near growling, actually.

I would control myself — for now — but she really shouldn’t have made me wait this long.

I focused on what still needed to happen first.

I had invited her to this lunch. I was therefore hosting, technically, so I arrived at the restaurant early. I chose a table outside, under an umbrella, to showcase our Miami winter for my tourist friend. It was probably a bit silly. I knew Morocco didn’t lack for sunshine, breezes, and beaches. Still, I wanted to set the stage correctly, and this was right.

I sat down as the waiter set menus on the table, poured water, and started rambling. I smiled and nodded… but I wasn’t listening. Keeping my composure was going to be more difficult than I had expected. My guest certainly wouldn’t notice; I was as experienced at these types of meetings as she was inexperienced. But still… the wait. I wanted her, and it was affecting me.

She shouldn’t have made me wait so long (2 of 3) [Mf][Mdom][fsub][bdsm]

I took my hand from her throat and moved it down her body, pressing into her neck, then her sternum, following the soft line down her belly. My fingers slid between her panties and her skin and I brushed the slightest tuft of hair. That was a concession to me, an act of submission; she knew I preferred some hair even though she thought most men would rather she be bald. I smiled… and reached further down.

She was already swollen for me, her thick wetness soaking the inside of her panties. Perfect, I thought. Her inner lips protruded just a bit, a woman’s cunt, and they separated smoothly when I pushed my finger between them. I slowly coated my fingertip in her juice, though venturing into her panties had almost completed that job already. I moved my finger down, teasing her hole, then traveled up toward her clit, touching her as slowly and lightly as possible. I wanted her, and I wanted to be rough with her, but she needed to wait. That was fair; that was necessary.

She shouldn’t have made me wait so long (3 of 3) [Mf][Mdom][fsub][bdsm]

I looked down. Her long black hair fell on each side of her head; her face was already submerged in the mattress. Her skinny arms reached out in front of her. Her narrow shoulders, narrower waist, the curve of her spine. My hands on her incredible hips. I could feel her warmth on my tip…

And the time required to take that in… that was precisely as long as I was able to control myself.

I lifted my right hand from her hip, high in the air in front of me… and I spanked her in the fleshiest part of her left ass cheek. Hard, holding my hand into her skin after the strike. She yelped into the bed and clenched, but I held her to me. This would not be a spanking session. I would not put her over my knee, I would not even spank her again; I needed to fuck her, and now. But she needed to be reminded — right now.

She shouldn’t have made me wait so long.

She shouldn’t have made me wait so long. [MF][1st][cheat][interr]

I was already clenching my jaw. I was damned near growling, actually.

I would control myself — for now — but she really shouldn’t have made me wait this long.

I focused on what still needed to happen first.

I had invited her to this lunch. I was therefore hosting, technically, so I arrived at the restaurant early. I chose a table outside, under an umbrella, to showcase our Miami winter for my tourist friend. It was probably a bit silly. I knew Morocco didn’t lack for sunshine, breezes, and beaches. Still, I wanted to set the stage correctly, and this was right.

I sat down as the waiter set menus on the table, poured water, and started rambling. I smiled and nodded… but I wasn’t listening. Keeping my composure was going to be more difficult than I had expected. My guest certainly wouldn’t notice; I was as experienced at these types of meetings as she was inexperienced. But still… the wait. I wanted her, and it was affecting me.