Crawl
“Gree—”
“Did you wait long?” I asked.
“No, Luna,” Chance breathed. “I li—”
“I didn’t ask what you liked,” I said, cutting him off.
“No, you did not,” Chance agreed. His eyes darkened as he took in my mood and there was a look in his eyes that told me he was ready to do whatever it took to make me happy. Where could you find a man like that in the world?
“Char was riding my ass hard because you came in early. Weren’t you supposed to tell her that you were okay with waiting? Did you not tell her that you would wait for as long as you needed?” I asked.
“I’ll talk to h—”
“It’s too late!” I hissed.
“I told her that I would wait for you. I also told her that there was no need for her to worry about me. I told her you were the only one who would service me and refused her offering,” Chance answered. He’d done everything right ad wasn’t to blame for Char’s irritating need to stick her nose into my business. I sighed.
“Are you going to be good for me?” I asked.
“Yes. Tell me what to do,” Chance pleaded.
“Who do you obey?” I asked.
“You,” he said without a thought.“Who do you worship?” I asked.
“You, Luna,” He groaned. He moved his hips slightly and I knew he was fighting the urge to adjust himself. He doesn’t do anything without my approval in here.
“Who do you obey?” I asked.
“You,” Chance panted.“Who do you worship?” I asked.
“You, Luna,” he groaned.
“Good. Crawl,” I ordered.
“Yes, Luna,” Chance choked.
The bulge in his pants was the evidence of his arousal. The veins in his forearms moved as he lowered himself until his chest hovered an inch above the ground. His pants and button up shirt probably cost more than all of the clothes in my closet combined. That only made me want to watch him run it along the floor and dirty them. His gray eyes bore into mine as he crawled toward me.
I shook my head, lifted my hand and pointed down with my index finger. His body instantly dropped and his chest dragged along the ground. There was something about having a powerful man get on his belly and crawl that was just so… empowering. It gave me great satisfaction knowing that he lowered himself to please me, dirtied himself to get close. Out there I didn’t have control over anything in my life, but in here I controlled everything.
Chance stopped a foot in front of me, his forehead dropped until it rested against the floor. His breathing came out in pants as he submitted to me. I reached to the side and grabbed an eight braided flogger. It was black and the tassel swished as I brought it closer. So long as he did what I want, I wouldn’t have to use it.
“Without getting off the ground, take off your shirt,” I demanded.
He fumbled with his shirt and I watched as he struggled until he could pull an arm from one sleeve before he did the same with the other. His eyes trailed up the heel of my stilettos and over my toes. His Adam’s apple bobbed as I watched him throw his shirt to the side. The muscles in his back dipped and hardened as he flexed. I spread my legs wide and the cool air tickled my inner thigh and exposed sex.
Noting the place in where my stilettos sat, Chance’s head turned to the left and I knew he was aware of what I was doing. He couldn’t see me, but he knew what was happening. I lifted my right foot and pressed my stilettos onto his back. I pushed it down into his flesh and he groaned when I twisted it. Lifting my left foot, I offered it to him. He kept his eyes downcast and I hummed. Leaning forward, I dug deeper into his back as he pressed his lips to my red painted toes. He lifted his head and continued pressing kisses to each one before he pressed his forehead to the top of my foot.
My hand slid down my from my breast to my stomach. I widened my thighs and he tensed. I cupped my sex with my hand moved my foot from underneath him. Chance lowered his forehead to the ground and I placed my heel into his back opposite the other. His back flexed and I clicked my tongue. Instantly, he relaxed and I dug my heel in deeper. My legs spread, my skirt doing nothing to hide myself, and looking down at him I was started to feel pleased. Not once had he lifted his eyes to me, he was showing some restraint and this pleased me.
“Luna?” Chance whispered.
I ignored him, not giving him permission to look, and used a finger to rub my clit. My body twitched and his tensed with my movement. Curling my middle finger, I slid it into my pussy while my thumb to rub circles under my clit. Wet sounds filled the room as I slid my finger in and out of my pussy. The erotic sounds of my finger moving in and out of my wet canal was a temptation I knew he struggled with. My stiletto rose and fell with his quickened breathing.
My legs fell slack as I picked up speed and I arched my back as I finger fucked myself hard. My heels dug deeper into the flesh of his back and he groaned beneath me, from pain or need, I wasn’t sure. I added a second finger and moaned. I looked down at him, when I confirmed that his forehead was still pressed to the floor, I let myself chase that feeling of euphoria. I cursed as I came, my wetness seeping from me. After I fixed myself, I hummed, and stared down at him.
“You did such a good job,” I cooed.
“Did I please you?” Chance asked, his voice heavy with lust.
“Sit up and look,” I ordered.
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