I have fantasies of us living together. Waking up to you in my bed. Making each other meals. You coming home from work and me having dinner ready and on the table. Or me coming home from work and you being there, naked and tied to my bed. Like a naughty girl, waiting to be punished.
I'd chuckle and bite my lip, instantly turned on by the sight. "What's this?" I ask, walking toward you. You shiver, and tell me you wanted to surprise me. I see your breasts shivering, rising and falling with your every breath. I slowly take off my belt and see a flash of fear in your eyes.
"Are you scared?" I ask as i fold up the belt. You nod. "Good." I slap the end of the belt against one of your tits. It makes a loud cracking noise, but doesn't hurt - too much.
I take off my blouse but leave my bra on, and hop up on the bed. I'd kneel over you, my hands at your sides and me straddling one of your legs. The leg that i have between yours would grind so gently and slowly against your exposed pussy. The roughness of my jeans would caress your clit and make you cry out.
I'd lick my lips and look seductively at you. "What do you want?"
"You." You whimper.
"What was that?" I ask.
"You!" You say again.
I grin evilly at you. "I'm right here."
You whimper, begging, and grind your hot pussy against my leg. "I want you! Fuck me fuck me fuck me!"
I slap your other tit and lean in close to your ear. I lick a slow line along your ear and moan quietly. "That's what I like to hear. Beg me. I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to tease and fuck you so good your body will ache for days afterwards. You're never gonna find someone who can fuck you so good."