She's been teasing him all night with little comments, mocking him and flirting, fluttering her lashes and pushing her tits at him. When they got to his place and she made another sarcastic comment, he rushed to her and pushed her against the kitchen wall.
She gasped out of surprise.
"One more word, and I've got to teach you some manners."
She smirked. He was so close, she could smell his cologne and shampoo, she could see the little lighter fleck in his eyes and as her eyes wandered down she could see how his lips slightly parted. He wanted her and she knew it, he's been gushing all over her the entire day. It's only been a few dates, they meant to take it slower. She wasn't sure how much she wanted it, but the idea of toying with his desire was too tempting.
She looked into his right eye, left eye, to his lips and back up. Meanwhile she slightly relaxed against the wall. How long until he broke? Did she want to find out? It was too fun not to.
He licked his lips. "You're playing with me."
She nodded, the smirk growing wider in her face as she bit her lower lip. His hand came up and cupped her behind her neck as he brought their heads even closer together. "You think that's a good idea, fairy?"
She didn't say anything, just looked innocently into his eyes. Then tentatively to his mouth. She didn't want to kiss him tonight, she just wanted to get to know him better. But his parted mouth and breathing, the firm grip of his hand behind her neck, his cologne in her nose. She felt so tempted to throw her principles over board. For him.
Lust was growing inside her, making her stomach fuzzy and her knees wobbly. A pleasant shiver went down her spine. She looked into his eyes, almost pleading. She wanted to tease him. She wanted to push him. She wanted him to lose a little control.
"If you say stop, I'll stop. But I don't have much strength left." He declared.
Her head nodded in the slightest way, she arched her back a little more, leaning into his hand behind her neck. Again she looked from his lips to his eyes. Her tits almost grazing his chest. Slow blinks and dilated pupils looked up at him, he was done for.
He snapped. With a groaning "fuuck" his lips captured hers, a small gasp of surprise escaping her mouth. Her body melted into his as her arms came up around him and his left arm roamed the back of her body. He deepened his kiss and licked her lips, which she gingerly opened for him.
Stars dancing behind her eyelids as she tried to take it all in, not knowing which sense to focus on.
He stopped their kiss and a soft "mmmm" departed from her lips. "Don't make that noise again." He warned, a stern look on his face as his eyes took in her flushed face.
The corners of her mouth turned up.
"Oh you want to play? I bet you've been thinking about this for the entire day, how's that for playing. If you want me to come on you that fast, okay, fine, toy with my desire." He rested his head against her forehead, her eyes closing on instinct.
But it wasn't his lips he found next on her. It was his fingers toying with the hem of her dress. Her eyes flicked open. "Mhmmm I can play too," he smirked. He waited a moment, for her protest, but he could see the curiosity in her eyes.
Her mouth opened for a sharp answer but his hand had already stolen between her legs. She gasped. His eyebrows darted up. Her cheeks turned red with embarrassment and she averted her gaze away from his eyes, quickened breaths flaring her nostrils. "Ah, this is how it is." He said. He wasn't sure if this was too much but she had tempted him for too long.
With a skilled flick of his forefinger and thumb he pinched her clit slightly through her panties. Her eyes darted to his and widened in shock or surprise or a mix of both as a moan escaped her lips. She clasped her hands over her mouth. He was mean, this was unfair, she wouldn't do this to him. This was embarrassing. How could he do this?
"How long?" He wanted to know. They both knew they were talking about the large wet spot in her underwear.
She slightly shook her head not wanting to give an answer. "Not so talkative now, hm?" She looked into his eyes. It was a moment of silent consent, she knew he would stop if she said something. But she didn't. Her gaze wandered lower and lower until it rested on his arm under her dress. He understood immediately.
"Is this what you wanted, hm?" He flicked her bundle of nerves again. She moaned. His other hand came up and gently pulled her hands from her mouth. "I want to hear."
They looked each other in the eyes for a moment before he pinched her clit again. "Is this what you wanted?"
She couldn't admit it. Her eyes were wide open, looking from his wrist under her skirt to his eyes and back down. His fingers started moving along her clit and she shut her eyes, a moan coming out of her mouth again as her heartbeat quickened even more. This was unbearably. Unbelievable. They wanted to take it slow, he can't just grab her like this, he can't just call her out like this.
"Tell me, little fairy." He teased. "Did you want this?"
She just deeply exhaled as a response to his fingers continuing the slow motion. No, impossible. Or did she? She teased him all day, she wanted to push him... maybe it was what she severely had hoped for.
"Do you want this?" He asked again, rising the pressure of his fingers. He pinched her clit again and continued moving them up and down in a tiny motion, the friction of her panties causing extra stimulation.
"Do you want... me?" He pinched again.
A shrudder shook her body and she moaned again, louder this time. She felt so turned on and embarrassed.
