You're just out of the shower grooming yourself at the sink. I come up behind you, grab your cock and place sucking kisses up your neck and whisper in your ear "Have you been a good boy for me?" Your eyes hood over and your shoulders loosen. You make eye contact with me in the mirror and say "Yes ma'am."
I graze my finger tips up and down your muscled abdomen then up to your chest tracing the outline of your tattoos along the way.
Keeping one hand on your cock I place the other on your throat and gently squeeze the sides. Just enough to give you a rush. Your cock is hard as stone now. I lean over your shoulder and spit in my hand so that it glides up and down your shaft with ease. You draw in a sharp breath and let out a soft moan on the exhale. I take my hand off your throat and trace my fingers along your jawline lightly scratching my nails into your facial hair. I grip your jaw and turn your head to the side. With my tongue I trace the outline of your lips and tell you to open up for me. You obey and I spit into your mouth. "Look me in the eyes and swallow." I say just above a whisper. You do as your told and I stroke your cheek. "That's my good boy."
There's pre cum starting to drip from the head of your cock. I take my finger, wipe a bit off and bring it to my mouth. I want to taste how much you want me. I turn you around to face me and pull you in for a kiss. It's intense and passionate, our tongues dancing in lustful harmony, both trying to get a deeper taste of the other. I run my hands up your strong back and drag my nails into your skin on the way back down. You let out a low growl and grab me by the waist, your trembling fingertips press into my hips as you try to keep your composure. You know I won't let you fuck me until I'm done teasing you.
"Take off my clothes, I want to be naked with you." I say as I rake my fingers through your hair. "Yes ma'am." You say, your voice deep with arousal. You slip your fingers under the hem of my shirt and pull it up over my head, tossing it aside. Your gaze falls to my chest as you wrap one arm around my back to unhook my bra. As it falls to the floor you let out a whimper of desperation. Dark need takes over your eyes and you bite your bottom lip. You keep your hands resting on my hips as you cast your gaze up to meet mine in a frantic plea.