Sorry - II
To my surprise, she says, “Remove your clothes, Jacob.”
Wouldn’t we talk?
She walks towards the table and places the flowers over there. I look at her, unsure. There is something unfamiliar in her tone I haven’t heard before. I ignore questions in my head and remove my jacket.
“Why did you come here?” She asks.
“To apologize… To win you back.. if that’s even possible..”
She looks at me as I remove my t-shirt and unbutton my jeans.
“I am done giving control of my life to others, Jacob… I give and give… and the boys I dated… simply took it for granted.. You were the best of them… So it probably isn’t fair to you… But there is something I want to show you.”
Her face is impassive, and it’s difficult to predict what she is thinking about.
Does it mean she has forgiven me?
I don’t dare to ask. I am afraid she might say something I wouldn’t like.
She grabs a scarf from her closet and walks behind me.
“Remove that too.” She gestures towards my boxer shorts.
As I remove my shorts, it reminds me of the night when I made her strip in the open. She is doing the same. I have never been shy about showing skin. Especially in front of her. There is no need to feel odd.
But I get it now. It feels powerless to be the only one naked. I made her feel vulnerable that night.
Her warm breath and sensual voice break my train of thoughts. “The flowers are beautiful though.. for real… Thank you.” she whispers while tying the scarf over my eyes.
She is standing behind me. I feel her dress caressing my skin. Her sheer proximity is making me harder by every second passing.
She caresses my back and slowly touches my body with her fingertips. My cock twitches with the pure pleasure of a simple touch. She walks in front of me, trailing her finger over my shoulder to my chest. I breathe hard as she trailers her finger dangerously low below my navel. She hasn’t even touched me all the way and I am already at the edge.
“Did you miss me, Jacob?” She asks me calmly.
“Yes…”
“Will you come if I stroke you?” she asks, holding my cock in her palm.
Fuck…
“That’s possible.”
It’s definite.
“I don’t want that… I want you to come when I say you can.” she says.
“Okay…”
I am not sure if that’s even possible.
Then she steps away from me. I hear the rustling of clothes.
My heart thumps in anticipation.
Is she getting naked?
“Where are you staying?”
“I hadn’t thought about it… I came as soon as I read the letter…”
She stays quiet for a moment, then says, “I thought you read it, but probably threw it away.”
It makes me choke. “I would never! You poured your heart into it. I wish I had grabbed that jacket sooner.”
I hate this fucking blindfold right now.
“Can we please talk?” I plea.
She ignores me and asks, “I guess you didn’t bring any clothes with you.”
“No..”
“Alright, I will wash and bring those back. I want to stay where you are.”
Wait what?
“How long?”
She comes closer to me again, and she murmurs against my lips, “Be obedient, Jacob. Once I am happy with you… We will talk. Then we will see what happens to us.”
Then she kisses me hard. I wanted to taste her for so long and now when she is finally devouring me. It’s getting harder for me to stay under control. I kiss her back to show her I cannot lose her. I want us to work.
I wrap my arms around her, but she shakes my hands away and pulls back.
“You don’t get to touch me…” she says breathlessly. ”Not yet.”
Then I hear the door open and shut. I stay in my spot, breathing hard. I am still trying to process what just happened.
When did she become so fucking ruthless?
……
Fuck, I cannot do this.
Not sure how long I have been standing here waiting. My senses have heightened ten fold. My head turns at every sound I hear in this room. Every sound outside the door makes me stiffen.
Does she have a roommate?
I was so immersed in her I didn’t notice if somebody else lived here. There is an extra bed. But is it vacant?
I could remove the blindfold. But I think she wants me to trust her and surrender.
It is a damn test!
The realization is warm. Now that I know her purpose, the masochist in me loves this idea. My cock is throbbing with need. The way she teased and left me longing. I swear to God I will get back to her.
But right now, I want to defy her.
I hold my cock in my hand and press the tip to spread the pre-cum over my length. Then I hold it and start stroking it slowly.
I think about her trailing her fingers around my body, then her warm breath. I go a little faster and wonder if she is watching me? Does she know how desperate I am to please her? Touch her.
Would she touch herself if she saw me now? The thought of her fingers sliding into her pussy takes me on edge and I fall on my knees.
‘I want you to come when I say you can.’
I gasp and press the tip of my cock to stop from ejaculating.
“How does it feel?” her voice falls on my ears and my head snaps towards her.
“You were watching me…” I say, breathing hard.
“Of Course I was,” she walks towards me and puts a finger under my chin and brings it up. I get up.
“Did you touch yourself?” I rasp.
“You don’t get to ask questions today, Jacob,” she says and pushes me in the chest. I take some steps back and my legs hit her bed. She pushes me harder and I stumble into it.
“I cannot take this Natalie... I need to see you.” I move my hand to remove the blindfold.
“Don’t you dare!” she says sternly.
I obey her.
She is still wearing her dress. Her cloth brushes cross my skin as he sits on top of me. Swaddling.
“Your dress might get soiled!”
“Why? Can’t you control yourself?”
“I haven’t touched you in two months. I am barely holding…”
She chuckles. “I cannot wait any longer either,” she says, and my heart thumps with excitement.
She holds my cock in her hand and rubs it across her slit. She is wet and warm. When she rubs herself a few times and my mind fills with content.
Fuck, this is happening.
Finally, my cock nudges her passage and I feel her warm, tight pussy as she takes me in. Slowly and steadily, she rides me and I bask in the heavenly pleasure of her slick and wet cunt. She rolls her hips with my cock buried inside her and I groan. When she squeezes her thighs, I climax with intense pleasure.
“Did you come already?“ She asks in disbelief.
I chuckle and breathe hard. “Yea.. I told you..” I pull the blindfold away. The light hit my head and makes me wince.
She gets up and I see my cum streaming out of her cunt. I want to fuck her again.
“You are still hard.” She says in surprise.
“I sure am.” I get up and yank her towards me, crashing her lips onto mine.
She pushes me away and says, “I am not done with you!”
“I am not done with you either.”
I grab her hair and kiss her again. I wanted to taste her for so long.
“It’s not fair…” I gasp between kisses.
“What?” She breathes in and kisses me back. I pull her closer and she swaddles me again.
“Teasing me and fucking me when you haven’t even kissed me properly…” I squeeze her ass, and she laughs.
“That’s what you did that day!”
I bite her lip and she winces. “I didn’t fuck you before our kiss that night.”
I remember I kissed her, then fucked.
“You were getting off spanking me… That counts!”
She is probably right.
I remove her dress and tear away her bra. Her perfect boobs bounce. Her nipples are hard as little pebbles. I throw her onto her back and say, “We need to talk after this!”
“We sure do.” She gasps as she wrings under me.
Then I press my chest to her soft body. I kiss her hard and sink into her again.
