Denied 9

"There you are." Your gravelly voice echoes in the hall as you cross the threshold into the bedroom. I'm standing at the edge of the bed folding the clean laundry and I feel your heavy presence come up behind me. Your hands wrap around the front of my thighs and your nose slides up the side of my neck with a deep inhale. "I. Want. In." you demand, your tone nearing demonic. Your breath, hot in my ear, causes my skin to break out in tiny bumps of desire. I turn around to find you're fully naked. And hard. So. Fucking. Hard. Our eyes lock, yours dark and ravenous as they burn into mine.

You shove me back on to the bed, lift my shirt up over my tits and slide off my leggings, using the latter to bind my hands above my head. "Open up love." You say with a devilish glint and stuff my panties into my mouth.

Now bound and gagged my body hums with desire. You take your middle finger and insert it, swirling it around to gather some of my arousal. When you have enough, you take that finger and trace the outline of each of my nipples and softly blow across them. I gasp at the cool unexpected sensation, and squirm beneath you. A deep chuckle seeps from your lips like oil into troubled water. You suck one nipple into your mouth and twirl the other with your free hand, pinching it hard sending a lightning bolt of greed straight to my pussy. I buck my hips against you and attempt to pull you into me with my legs.

You slap my breast, "Do you know what I do to greedy girls, Angel?" You ask. I furrow my brow and shake my head no. "I make them wait." You reply, the hellish glint back in your eyes. You dip your finger inside again, this time you bring it up to my forehead and drag it down across my lips continuing to the base of my neck where you wrap your hand around my throat and squeeze gently at the sides.

"Hold that thought." You tease as you get up and pad out of the room. I can hear a faint clinking noise before you reappear with a small bowl in hand. "Let's take this up a notch, shall we?" You set the bowl down on the bed and climb back in, spreading my legs open and kneeling between them. You run your hands up my thighs and stop just before the creases of my hips.

Your eyes rove my body like you're trying to memorize every inch. When they land on my pussy you look up at me with a smirk and say, "Such a pretty girl. Now, I'm going to remove the panties from your mouth and I need you to stay very still. If you don't, I will not let you cum. Do you understand?"I nod a slow yes as my body trembles in anticipation.

"Good girl. I'm really going to enjoy this and I think you will too."

You remove the panties and kiss me so deeply, It feels as if you're trying to taste my cunt through my mouth. As you pull back you bite my lower lip just hard enough to send a flash of need through me. You take one of the cubes of ice from the bowl and hold it a few inches above my clit, as it starts to melt the cold water droplets fall onto my skin. I draw in a sharp breath and whimper on the exhale, making sure not to move an inch even though my body is screaming internally.

"Very good, Angel." You say as another drop hits my flesh. My muscles tense and I whimper with every drop but I remain still. You take the cube and gently glide it over my aching lips, up and down, bringing to a halt on my clit. It's so cold on the bundle of nerves it almost burns. I cry out at the sensation in a desperate plea for you to relent.

"I want you numb from the ice before I warm your pussy up with my mouth. I want it to be painful as the blood rushes back to your pretty little cunt." You say as you pop the cube in your mouth, it's nearly all melted so a few crunches with your teeth and it's gone.

Taking another cube from the bowl you bring it up to my breast and draw light circles on my skin around it. The shock of the cold makes me jump and bring my tied hands down to push you away as the cube makes contact with my nipple.

"Oh baby, you didn't last near as long as I hoped. We'll have to try again later, after you learn your lesson." You say maliciously as you grab my hands and slam them back above my head, holding them in place. "Now only one of us will be cumming."

You inch your way up to straddle my face and drag the gleaming tip of your cock down my lips. Sliding it across my cheek and then slapping it a few times against my skin.

"Do you like the weight of my cock on your face baby?" You ask. I nod violently in desperation. Widening your kneel you push your impressive length into my mouth until it hits my gullet. Again and again, in and out, ramming my throat. Occasionally pausing just long enough for me to gasp in a breath. Excitement dripping down my inner thighs like the saliva on my face. Your speed increases and I think I may pass out from lack of oxygen. Suddenly you withdraw.

I suck in a long breath and you say "I know sweetheart, just breathe. You're ok." Your hand moves on your cock, sliding up and down slick with my spit. "You ready baby? I'm going to make a mess on those pretty tits." I wiggle up a little to align you with my chest. I look up at you in desperation and nod my approval. You let out a deep moan and streak your hot deposit across my nipples, sending a current through me.

You smile as you get up and grab one of the clean shirts on the bed to wipe me off with. "I think you'll have to do laundry again." You say with a smirk and bend down to gently kiss my clit. "Maybe next time you won't move." You say with a wink, untying my hands and walking out of the room. Leaving me flayed like a raw nerve. Exposed and needy.