This is the third part of my earlier story.
Part 1: Sometimes, it's just worth the wait, and Part 2: The night after. You can check out both under my previous submissions.
I wasn't done with her yet, not by a long shot.
I pushed her back on the table and parted her thighs open, holding her legs on either side of me. It was a mini struggle with the zipper to release my now throbbing, and aching dick. Sliding her sopping wet mess of panties to one side, I pushed in her waiting pussy. Damn that just felt so right. Wet, warm, and snug. I slid right in the gooey mess.
Sitting up on the bench, she held me by the back of my neck, and locked her legs around my waist pulling me closer. I was fucking her like a man possessed. It felt like everything in this world depended on that very moment. I could feel my orgasm building up, and I did not want this to finish so soon.
Moving quickly on to act 2 of my plan, I pulled out of P, picked her up and set her down on the bed. Gazing into her eyes, I asked if she trusted me. She stared right into my soul with those damned big doe eyes and nodded quietly as she bit her lower lip. An unruly tuft of hair fell across her forehead as she nodded. Holy fuck, this girl could not be any sexier and cuter at the same time.
Leaning in for a kiss, I raised both her hands above her head and held them on either side of her. She looked on intently as I let go of her left hand, and tucked the rebel hair back in place under her ears. Reaching below the pillow, I pulled out two pieces of silk ribbons and tied her hands up to the headboard one after the other.
I kissed her again and said "Tell me when you want me to stop. Okay? Just flash a V-sign and I'll know".
She smirked, "Oh wouldn't you like that!"
I grinned wickedly as I pulled her panties off, "Tonight, you don't get to be the domina P. You're my toy for the rest of the night and I'll do exactly what I want to with you."