exoticeva: Waiting as foreplay. Placed and positioned as he wants me, restrained because he knows th
exoticeva: Waiting as foreplay. Placed and positioned as he wants me, restrained because he knows that amplifies the feeling. I hear the creak of his leather chair. He’s sitting, watching. He might appear to be engrossed in a book but I know he is as aware of me as I am of him. Our chemistry arcs between us, electrifying the room. He’s in my head. He knows me so well. I am no match for his infinite patience, his iron control. He uses my rising anticipation against me, sitting silently until I am nothing but nerve endings and greedy impatience. He watches as my once even breathing becomes rapid shallow pants, as goosebumps break out on my skin, as my chocolate nipples harden in blatant invitation. I have to choose now between fidgeting to relieve the throbbing ache between my quivering thighs and the discomfort that movement causes because of the hard wood floor. And still he waits until my arousal is seeping from my swollen pussy. Finally I hear him stand, the sound of his shoes as he crosses the room to stand behind me. His large warm hand smooths my hair back and he drops a gentle kiss on my forehead - a tantalizing counterpoint to what is to come. His breath tickles my ear as he asks “shall we begin pet?” “Yes please Sir.” -- source link