At exactly nine the next night, he climbed through her window, and took in the first sight of his precious thing since deflowring her. She was crawling onto her matress, wearing the only thong, he knew she had, a thin lacy black one with ties at the sides, and the camisole that went with it. He saw her looking at his bag, which was bigger than the night before.
"Hello precious," he said, setting the bag down. He took a long leering look at her, drinking her beautiful figure in, she looked automatically at his crotch, to guage the effect she was having on him, and saw a large bulge in his pants. He chuckled, noticing where her eyes had wandered. "We'll get to that," He promised, crawling slowly on top of her. "But I didn't have a chance to properly worship you like the goddess you are, and tonight I will." Before she could say anything else, he leaned in and kissed her, letting his hand dance slowly up her thigh, resting between her legs.
He rubbed her pussy gently trough the lacy material, letting the fabric do most of the work, and before long he felt a wetness seeping through as she moaned into his kiss. He untied one side of the thong, and rubbed her fine hairs, pulling them gently to tweak her, prime her. She moaned even louder, and pulled away from his kiss as his finger found her clit.
He rubbed her little nip of a thing slowly, then harder, timing his stroking to her moans, and as they got louder he went faster, stopping her just on the edge of cumming. She looked at him pleadingly and he laughed. "Not yet my dear," He whispered. "We're going to play a little game tonight. You are not allowed to cum, until I tell you to. No matter what I do," he flicked her clit one last time, "Or what I say," He pushed three fingers into her hole, and started pounding furiously, and as she gasped and moaned, "I don't want to see one hint or an orgasm. If you cum before I let you, I'll never return here. Understand?" he asked, as his fingers slid in and out of her dripping snatch, picking up tempo as he went. He pushed into her with his fingers harder and harder, watching her gorgeous body twitch and wriggle, until he again felt the first spasm of the orgasm he sought to deny her. She cried out in protest as he pulled his fingers out of her, and stood up next to the bed.