Tell Me. M. Colette Jane

back), working your mouth, laced breasts jutting forward from having your wrists bound. Then when I was ready, I stroked the last few moments, freeing your mouth. I wanted you to word-fuck me to the end.

       Then I aimed.

       A hot beautiful messy sight.

      —You were always much better at this than I.

       Love making you wet

       (presumptive)

      —(right)

       hungry

      —yes

       ready to devour you

      —trembling

       are you ready to be put to work?

      —no

       no? wet and trembling sounds ready to me

      —still need something

       Tell me. What do you need?

      —something to nudge me over the edge

      —a hand in just the right place, a tongue on just the right spot

       a firm handprint on your lovely skin

      —perhaps

      —just enough pressure

       just enough to motivate

       an encouraging spank

       not being punished.

       (yet)

      —Fuck. Has it been 10 years since we’ve seen each other?

       more, perhaps

       a long interval

      —I’m astounded you can still do this to me.

       Amazing how fast to rekindle, yes.

      —primeval

       I’ve never stopped wanting you.

       I always thought we were sexual equals.

      —I like that.

       We are a twisted pair.

      —twisted?

       In the best way – woven together in some primal way. We match.

       Tell me you want me.

      —So much. You?

       I want to feel your hair in my hands as I take you from behind.

       I want to unleash you, drive you mad. Fuck you until you lose your words, all your self-restraint.

      —Fuck. So primal. I still remember the way you smell, you know. I didn’t think I did, but in this moment, it is all around me.

       It’s what you need to nudge you over the edge.

       Now get on your knees.

       Open your mouth.

      —oh

       Thrust your tongue out so I can fuck your mouth deeper.

      —yes…

       further

      —you’re bigger than I remember

       I can feel the tip of your tongue on my balls each time I bury my cock in your face.

      —you curve

      —where are my hands?

       rubbing your wet pussy

       your moans transmit along the shaft of my cock

      —vibrating

       ‘come for me while I use your pretty mouth’

       I tighten my grip on your hair to raise the tension.

       Raise the stakes. Nudge you over the edge.

      —teeth on your cock

       I like it

       now come.

      —teeth and mouth off your cock, my face just pressed against you while I writhe

       I press your face against me, clutching you, almost smothering you, your hot wet breathing burning into me.

      —I moan. You tell me…

       ‘Come for me. Show me how hard you can come.’

      —My teeth are clenched and I hiss

      —My hands can’t keep up any more. I press myself against your leg, I rub

       fucking yourself with my leg like a bitch in heat

       your pussy so scorching hot and slippery wet against me

       just when you can’t take any more i turn you around, hard, and slide my spit-covered cock inside your pussy. one hand never leaving your neck.

       your fuck-me heels have you at the perfect height. your pussy right where i want it.

       so wet i can feel you dripping down your thighs, onto my legs

       making the most delicious wet sounds echoing off the hotel walls.

      —Someone pounds on the wall.

       ‘Tell them to fuck off. Loudly.’

       SLAP on your ass. ‘SAY IT.’

      — ‘Fuck off. We’re busy.’

       yes, you are

       I want to look at you

      ‘Go sit on the chair. Spread for me.’

      —good, I can’t support my weight any more, knees giving out

      —I’m shaved

      —you like that

       I do. I like the thought of you preparing yourself to get fucked.

       gift-wrapping yourself for me

       giving yourself to me utterly

      —utterly

       I take a long moment to admire and appreciate your gift of yourself.

       I sit on the edge of the bed and drink in the sight of you. I stroke my curved cock. Is it as you remember it?

      —yes

      —I want to straddle it, will you let me

       Play with yourself a bit longer. I’ve missed you.

       I want to record this movie into my memory.

      —but i want to be touching you

       and i want to drive you even more mad

      —…it’s working…

       now come take this cock inside your pretty pussy

       the view of your luscious breasts over me

      —I sit on your thighs

      —rest my head on your shoulder

      —bite