I rolled over, my hands reaching out and finding nothing. I had expected him to be in the bed. I lifted up slightly to hear the shower running.
I dropped back down, a grin spreading across my face as I thought about the night before. It had been so hot. I could still feel his beard between my thighs. I felt myself get wet as I relived him using his beard on my clit.
Without even thinking my hand dropped down and started to play with my already hard nub. I was dripping wet, even a little sticky from the night before. My back arched as I massaged my sensitive spot and I moaned.
I felt his hand clasp over my neck, slightly squeezing. His body laid down on me as he whispered in my ear, "I don't believe I gave you permission to cum, little girl."
I whimpered as his weight left me. Soon his hands made busy work tying me to the bed. My pussy dripped with the hope of what was to come.
I laid there naked as he stood above me, testing each tie. There was a little give to each other, but not enough to try and get away. He sat next to me, his finger mindlessly tracing across my heated skin.
"What am I going to do with you, missy?" he asked.
I moaned and closed my eyes as his finger dipped between my legs. He teased my pussy lips for a minute. I strained against the ties to get him deeper where I burned.
He chuckled and moved his hand away. I groaned in frustration.
He leaned down and captured a nipple in his mouth. He sucked and nibbled on it, not touching any other part of me. My back arched, giving him better access to it.
He made sure to pay attention to both before abruptly standing up. The towel around his waist dropped to reveal his hard on. He climbed on the bed next to my head, straddled my face and placed his cock on my lips.
"Suck me off, little girl," he demanded. "If you do it well enough I might let you cum."
I didn't have my hands available, all I could do was open my mouth and use my tongue to get his hard cock in my mouth. I sucked up and down it, my tongue swirling around the shaft and head. He groaned and leaned his head back, thrusting his cock a bit further down my throat.
I gagged a little and moaned at the feel of him hitting the back of my throat. I sucked soft at first, then hard, then back to soft. I felt his cock stiffen a bit more. Spurned on by that I sucked harder.
He grabbed onto the headboard and shoved his cock even further down. He began to fuck my mouth hard, his balls slapping against my chin. I opened my mouth and let him, breathing through my nose and relaxing my throat.
I felt his balls tighten up and I knew he was close to cumming. I opened wider, anticipating his cum. Only he pulled out.
I whimpered at the loss of his cock. My mouth felt empty as my eyes flew up to see him towering over me, his hand on his cock to position it at my chest. His cum splattered all over my chest, coating it. He shuddered as the last little bit dripped onto me.
He climbed down to the side of the bed. He admired his handiwork with a grin. He pulled some pants on and without a word walked out of the room.
At first I was miffed. He had promised that I would cum, not to mention he had left me covered in cum that I could feel was now dripping up my neck. But as time passed and he still hadn't come back to untie me I became mad.
I started by called his name. "Jay" I called out. No answer. "Jay", I called a little louder. Still no answer. I then began to scream it, as well as some choice words. "Get your ass back in here, Jay!"
Very shortly my voice became hoarse because I was also muttering under my breath at him between screaming. By about the fifteenth time he finally showed up in the doorway.
I glared at him knowing that he had heard me the whole time. He strode over, still not talking. He stopped at the side of the bed.
By now his cum had somewhat dried and was sticky on my skin. I continued to glare at him, angry that he wasn't following through, and that he left me there.
He reached out a hand and my face softened anticipating him releasing me. Instead his fingers plunged into my pussy, stretching me open immediately and causing me to cry out.
He fucked me hard with his fingers as his thumb circled my clit. I resented him for it but I also was purring. He had me so close to cumming that all I could think about was that. And then he stopped, just as suddenly as he had begun.
I almost started crying. I thrashed about, calling him every name I could think of. I stopped to look at him, he was grinning.
I watched warily as he walked to the end of the bed. He pulled his pants off and climbed onto the bed between my spread legs. He reached forward, his hand grasping onto my breast and playing with the nipple.
I tried to pretend that it wasn't arousing me. I tried to not even notice that he was doing it. But my body gave me away and soon so did my mouth.
His mouth descended on my nipple, sucking and nibbling. I could feel his fingers stretching me open and I welcomed them, begged for them even. I was becoming this big ball of need and I wanted to cum.
I felt him pull his fingers out and place the head of his cock against my pussy lips. My head dropped back as he slowly slide forward until our pelvises touched. His fingers came up to my lips and he forced me to open my mouth.
I cleaned my juices off of his fingers as he slowly eased in and out of me. As soon as his fingers were cleaned he kissed me, hard. He thrust deep causing me to gasp.
He pulled back, grinning at me. He fucked me, hard and deep. His mouth whispering in my ear about he was going to make me cum hard around his cock for being his good little girl.
He leaned backward on his knees, his finger playing with my clit as he fucked me. He chuckled as he watched me writhe under him. He knew what he was doing to me.
My orgasm was right around the corner when he stopped. His finger came off my clit and his cock slid out. I growled in frustration and pulled at the ties.
