Bossy Boyfriend
"Don't look at me like that" She says while she walks past him, towards my bedroom.
He scoffs and rolls his eyes again. 'It's impossible not to look at her like that when she's obviously sleepy yet still stubbornly refuses to go to bed' "And why not?" He asks, letting out a huff as he follows right behind her.
"Because I don't need you to undress me with your eyes" she quipped as her answer.
He let out a huff of annoyance and yet also slight amusement danced in his eyes at her comment.
"Then stop wearing those pajama shorts" He retorted, as he gazes at her soft and curvy legs, before returning to hers.
"Would you react better if I wore a moo-moo?" She snapped.
He chuckles low in his throat, his eyes never leaving hers "Oh, sunshine, you'd still be tempting in a moo-moo" he says, his voice dripping with flirtation takes a step closer to her, his hands sliding into his pockets. "But I think we both know that's not the point here" he raises an eyebrow, his gaze roving over her face "You're exhausted, and you need to rest" his tone softens, but his eyes still hold a hint of stubbornness.
Holding his gaze and furrowing her brows "I can decide when I need rest, thank you very much. You're my boyfriend, not my keeper."
Mace smirks, his eyes glinting with amusement "Oh, really, princess? You think you're in control here?" he takes another step closer, his voice dropping to a low, husky tone "I've seen you struggling to keep your eyes open all day. You're running on fumes, and I'm not going to let you push yourself any further" his hand reaches out, his fingers brushing against her cheek "You're mine, sunshine. And I take care of what's mine" his gaze intensifies, his eyes burning with a possessive intensity.
She huffs in annoyance at his words, holding his gaze as she crosses her arms. "Then make me go to bed Mace, if you're so in charge of me?" Smirking at him, knowing he can't force her to do anything.
He raises an eyebrow, a slow, sly smile spreading across his face "Oh, I'll make you go to bed, all right" he says, his voice dripping with promise takes another step closer, his body inches from hers "But first, you're going to acknowledge that I'm right" his hand wraps around the back of her neck, his fingers tangling in her hair "You're going to admit that you need me to take care of you" his eyes bore into hers, his gaze demanding surrender "Say it, sunshine. Say you need me" his voice is low, husky, and commanding, his voice alone sending a shiver down her spine... one she refuses to acknowledge.
Her response was almost immediate. "I want you Mace, not I need you. I'm a big girl who can and will look after herself." Her stubborn tone and defensive posturing drove him wild.
His smile twists, his eyes glinting with amusement "Oh, princess, you're playing with fire now" he says, his voice low and husky his hand tightens around the back of her neck, his fingers digging into her skin "Wanting me is just the beginning" he leans in, his face inches from hers "You need me, sunshine. You need me to take care of you, to protect you, to make you come" his breath whispers against her skin, sending shivers down her spine. "You need me to be your everything" his eyes burn with intensity, his gaze piercing hers "So say it, princess. Say you need me" his voice is a low, urgent command, one dripping with his own desire for her.
"I can come fine on my own, and I'm an adult who can take care of myself. Wanting you to do something is not the same as NEEDING you to do it." Her voice is firm, her body rigid as if she is ready to fight on this topic. Her lips pursed and her glare leveled at him as if daring him to keep telling her she needed him.
His eyes narrow slightly as he listens to her words, his grip on the back of her neck tightening just a fraction. A muscle in his jaw twitches as he processes what she's telling him.
"Is that so, princess?" He murmurs, his voice deceptively soft. "Well, I suppose I'll just have to...convince you otherwise." The corner of his mouth quirks up in a dangerous smirk as his free hand reaches out to trail lightly down her arm. "After all, what kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn't take care of my girl?"
'Fuck, she's so damn stubborn. But I love that about her. Time to show her just how much she needs me.' He thought as he thinks about all the pleasure he can give her, and the rest she will have when he fucks her to sleep.
She holds his gaze with a raised eyebrow, waiting for him to attempt to make good on these promises, knowing she could walk away right now and he would drop it, but deep down she doesn't want to. 'I wouldn't mind if he did manhandle me a bit, but I'm not going to tell him that.'
His smirk grows wider as he takes another step closer to her, his eyes burning with a fierce intensity "Oh, I think you do need me, sunshine" he whispers, his voice dropping to a low growl. "You just don't want to admit it yet" his hand snakes around her waist, pulling her close to him. She has a sharp intake of breath when he pulls her close. "But I'm going to make you see things my way" he leans in, his face inches from hers, his breath whispering against her skin. Her head tilts slightly away from him almost on instinct not to turn away but to give him more access to her neck, one of her favorite places for him to nip and suck.
His fingers brush against the edge of her shirt, dipping under the fabric to graze her skin "You're so damn soft, princess" he murmurs, his voice full of admiration. She bites her lip to stifle a moan. "You're like a little piece of heaven in my arms" his hand drifts up to cup her breast, his thumb rubbing against her nipple through her shirt, she gasps as he teases her nipple. 'I love the way she responds to me. She's so damn receptive, and it's driving me wild. Time to take things to the next level.'
