Baggage & Buttons (10 page)

‘Because I know what’s coming, so stop stalling and
get down on me,’ I giggled.

‘You’re so hot when you order me around.’ He made me
gasp by grabbing my g-string and ripping it off me far too easily and then
pushed his thumb into me, rotating it as I squealed with delight. He removed it,
coating it with my plentiful arousal before moving up to my bottom and gently
circling my hole. I twitched, it never felt natural when he went near it, but
when he was in I didn’t care. I felt my muscles resist as he started to make
his way inside, but when I felt him blowing warm air onto my clit I relaxed,
and let his tongue and thumb invade both holes at the same time.

‘O. my. god ... that feels
sooo good
,’ I sighed
as I closed my eyes and my jaw dropped. His tongue was a masterpiece, designed
to hug my every curve, nook and cranny and I could feel his thumb rotating in
my backside, my nerves quivering around him. I pushed back to ride his mouth as
my insides began to clench. He pulled his face away giving a quick suck to my
clit before standing up behind me, his thumb still firmly embedded.

‘I want you to try and pot it now, while I’m still
inside you. You’re going to have to concentrate very hard as I’m going to keep
pushing it in and out.’

‘But I need to come,’ I moaned, still lying face down
on the table.

‘No, I say when you can. Take the shot Mia,’ he
ordered. I raised myself up, pouting and kept writhing as he moved his thumb
gently in and out of me, I went to take the shot and missed and he thrust deeply
into me, before pulling out, leaving me to drop back over the table trembling. ‘So
I still get a blow job if I make this shot?’ he grinned as I slowly rose to
face him.

‘You may not get anything if you don’t fuck me soon
Gabe, I’m dying here,’ I scowled.

‘
So
hot when you’re mad baby, but my game, my
rules. So blow job for this pot?’ I bit my lip as I frowned at him, then smiled
as I thought of a loophole.

‘O no that was a one-time deal Gabe. I’ve moved on, if
you make this one, I’ll touch myself for you, where ever you tell me too until
I come, but while you watch me, you can’t touch yourself.’ I knew it wouldn’t
be as good as Gabe touching me, but right now I didn’t care, I just needed to
come, and soon, and at least this way I could bring myself off while still
abiding by his rules.

‘God damn it Mia, you sneaky little bugger.’ He
flashed me a glare as he realised I’d played him. I winked at him and he gasped
then smiled, stepped forwards, grabbed me into a tight embrace and kissed me
hard before moving me to the side, a quivering wreck as he bent over and sunk
his ball easily. I knew he wouldn’t be able to resist seeing me masturbate for
him, he loved it.

‘So Gabe, what would you like me to do for you?’ I
asked, biting my lip and smiling naughtily at him, as I slowly unpinned my hair
and let it tumble down to cover my breasts. His eyes flashed with hunger and I
swore I saw his dick swell.

‘Christ let
me
touch you, the sight of you
naked like that in stockings and suspenders, it’s too much,’ he groaned.

‘No, you said we had to play by the rules, so no touching,
it’s my turn. Give me an order.’

‘Nipples,’ he uttered hoarsely. I still got
embarrassed doing this, but it pleased him and I was getting more confident,
given how much he seemed to love my body, so I began by running my fingertips
around my swollen areola and pulled on my nipples, sucking a breath in through
my teeth, as both the sensation of pleasure and the look on his face ran
through my body, converging between my legs. ‘Leave one hand there, move the
other down to your clit.
Slowly,’
he ordered.

I ran my right hand down my stomach and then trailed
it back and forth along my pelvic line before moving again, pausing at the peak
of my thighs, before sliding further down until I was hovering over my clit and
could feel my shoulders and ribs rising and falling as I anticipated the
release I was about to feel. I was that wound up I knew it wouldn’t take long
for me to come.

‘What now?’

‘Touch it, imagine it’s my finger’ he whispered, his
eyes fixated on that smooth triangle of flesh housing my pleasure centre, as
his dick surged upwards. I groaned at the sight of him, before I even let my
middle finger slowly circle my sensitive little nub and swayed on my feet.

‘
Gabe,’
I gasped as I looked at him, my lips
parted and cheeks flushed with pleasure.

‘Faster,’ he ordered, as his one hand clutched his
balls and the other wrapped around his own shaft and he let out a guttural
groan. I rubbed faster and began to circle my hips as I found my rhythm and let
out a soft moan.

‘O god Gabe, I’m close to coming, imagining you
touching me.’

‘Don’t this is fucking torture,’ he grunted as he
gripped himself harder.

‘Do you want me Gabe?’

‘So much baby, more than anyone,’ he nodded, his eyes
following my fingertips every move. I looked up at his face as I continued to
play with my nipple and clit, my body writhing as I sighed. His eyes were heavy
and burning and he kept licking and biting his lips as he watched me. I flitted
my eyes down to his erection, throbbing in his hand and I could see he was
nearly at breaking point. I just needed to push him a bit harder to make him
fuck me, I needed him inside me, right now.

‘God I’m so wet for you, I’m going to come really
quickly Gabe, I can’t help myself, looking at you clutching your balls and big
stiff cock,’ I closed my eyes and threw my head back as I panted. ‘
Oooo god
Gabe,
you’ve made me so we… ’

‘Fuck this, I forfeit,’ he hissed, interrupting me and
I heard the tear of foil and looked back at him, ecstatic to see he’d covered
himself in a flash. He stepped forwards, grabbed me and spun me around and
quickly bent me over the table, one hand on the back of my neck, pinning me
face down on the baize. ‘Don’t think I didn’t notice you manipulated me,’ he
growled, before he slammed himself into me and I yelped with pleasure.

I’d missed having him inside me so much, and what with
all the build-up I was so primed that I screamed his name as my orgasm hit me
hard and fast within his first few thrusts. I felt an explosion of
indescribable joy that radiated outwards to the ends of fingers and toes and
the top of my head, my eyes rolled back as my muscles tightened around him,
making him groan my name. I managed to twist my head, my cheek on the green
felt and I clawed at it, eventually reaching out and grabbing one of the pool
balls, squeezing it tightly in my hand as I shuddered.

‘You moved my balls,’ he growled.

‘So punish me, spank me,’ I whimpered, as I tried to
recover while he continued to lay waste to me.

‘What?’ he sounded surprised and slowed down the speed
of his thrusts.

‘I want to try it, please Gabe, spank me.’ I felt a
gentle slap on my buttock. ‘Harder.’ The next was a bit firmer and I gasped, I really
liked it. ‘
Harder
.’

‘
Mia?
’ I could hear the concern in his voice
and he’d stopped his thrusts altogether.

‘Gabe I want it,
please.
You promised to do
things to please me, to let me experience everything and to only stop if I said
I quit, I’ve not said it, spank me, harder, now.’ He gave me a stinging crack
with his palm and while my bottom was throbbing, so was my clit and my insides
were watering.

‘Fuck baby, you’re soaking,’ he groaned.

‘Don’t stop, I’m so turned on Gabe. Will you do it
again as hard as you can?’ I begged. He did as he was told and we both groaned
in unison this time.

‘Damn it Mia, you’re seriously wet. This really turns
you on?’

‘Yes,’ I sighed happily. ‘Please do it again and don’t
hold back,’ I begged. This time, I winced as the stinging sensation spread
across my cheeks, while I groaned to realise I was even more desperate for him
now, than before. ‘Gabe, you’ve stopped fucking me, please fuck me hard now, I
want you so badly.’

‘
O Mia
,’ he sighed, as he pulled out of me and
then thrust forcefully back in and set up a fast rhythm that had me whimpering
below him. I felt every slap of his balls and palmed the baize trying to hold
myself steady as he hammered me again and again. ‘O god baby you feel so good,’
he muttered, as he circled his hips and worked my insides with the precision
and expertise of someone who had done this many, many times before, angling
himself to hit every pleasurable spot in my body, never just thinking of
himself.

I could feel the perspiration running down my back, I
was so hot and my breaths were short and shallow, I knew I was about to come
again. He removed his hand from the back of my neck and moved it to my hip to
increase his momentum. I tensed as my climax started and screamed his name, my
fingers flexing, scrapping at the felt. He knew it was his green light and I
heard him mutter ‘
Fuck’
as he pushed hard one final time, the force of
it making my entire body shudder as we arrived together.

‘Wow,’ he sighed. ‘You ok baby?’ He leaned over me and
swept my hair out of the way and lay some kisses up the back of my neck.

‘
Yessss
,’ I sighed contentedly. ‘God I missed
that, missed you. I could lie here all night like this, just feeling you inside
me.’

‘Hmmm me too. Please let’s never go without sex for
that long again.’ His kisses moved to work their way along my shoulder and I
closed my eyes and enjoyed it, dreading reminding him I was due on at the
weekend. Much as I didn’t want to go without sex, I wasn’t sure the idea of
having it while I was actually bleeding appealed to me.

‘Gabe?’

‘Yes?’

‘Next time I’m bent over like this, can we try anal?’

‘God I love how you keep surprising me,’ he whispered
in my ear and I giggled happily. I really did want to experience everything
with him.

Eventually he had to come out of me, I knew he did,
but it didn’t mean I had to like it. He helped me off the table, turned me
around and peppered me with kisses, as I hugged him tightly. He picked up his
shirt from the floor and slipped it onto me, shaking his head to see there were
only the top couple of buttons left on it. I steadied myself against the table
as I recovered from our amazing session and watched him take off his condom,
pull on his boxers and collect the rest of our clothes off the floor, carefully
folding them on the pool table. He looked at me, all flushed and dishevelled in
his shirt, with my stockings and suspenders still intact and shook his head.

‘So hot. How did I get so lucky?’

‘I wonder the same thing every time I look at you big
boy,’ I winked. He laughed and took my hand and led me to the kitchen.

‘I need a drink after that and we’ve not had dessert
yet,’ he said as he washed his hands.

‘What did you get?’

‘I made panacotta with fresh raspberries.’

‘You made it? You’re too good to be true,’ I said as I
leaned on the island, watching him rummage in his large American fridge freezer.
‘You must have some faults Gabe, what are they?’

‘Well listening to you and spanking you so hard is
probably one of them.’

‘I really enjoyed it and I’d like you to do that
again.’

‘You sure? My palm’s still stinging,’ he looked around
at me with a slight frown.

‘So is my bottom, but I’m sure Gabe, I loved it.’

‘Ok then, as long as you’re happy that’s the main
thing. Well I guess my faults are that I used to get into a lot of fights when
I was younger, I do my Jiu Jitsu now to give me an outlet for my anger and it’s
taught me some control.’

‘Why do you feel so angry?’ I asked and then mentally
kicked myself. I knew why, he felt guilty and that manifested as anger. We’d
only just been discussing it earlier and I’d pissed him off then, how could I
be so stupid bringing it up again. Luckily he ignored the question as he
grabbed a spoon from the drawer.

‘I guess all my current faults relate to you Mia. You
bring out the best and the worst in me. I feel very protective of you and I need
to know how you are and where you are all the time, otherwise I worry. I’m also
exceptionally possessive when it comes to you too, I’ve never cared so much for
another person. I hate the way I see other men looking at you when you’re
mine.’

‘Who says I’m yours?’ I teased. ‘That’s a little
presumptuous when we’ve only been dating for seven days. In fact we’ve not
really dated much at all, we just stay in and have sex all the time.’

‘You told me I was your boyfriend Mia, so that makes
you mine and mine alone,’ he said, flashing me a warning look that was so hot.
‘As to us not going out, you made it clear that you didn’t want that, that it
was all about sex. Now that you’ve agreed to be in a proper relationship we’ll
do normal things and I’ll take you on dates. So what would you like to do with
me for our first official one?’ he asked, as he dipped the spoon into the
ramekin pot of his dessert and held it out for me to eat.

‘I love animals and the zoo. I’d love to see a real giant
panda, they look so cute on the TV,’ I replied with a mouthful of the most
delicious, creamy sweet pudding I’d ever eaten. ‘O my god that may just be
better than sex Gabe.’ He smiled and took a spoonful for himself.