SARA
I satin the bath letting the hot water soothe my anxious muscles. The lavender and ylang-ylang essential oils I’d dropped in perfumed the whole room and helped me enter a state of deep relaxation.
Theo was downstairs cleaning up dinner. I’d almost laughed when he suggested I take a bath and that he’d do the dishes. It was a gut reaction.
But he was serious. He drew me in close to him, kissed me on the forehead, and told me to come upstairs to have a bath and relax. And that he’d clean up. With a promise to get me dirty again, he shooed me out of the kitchen with a slap to my butt.
I didn’t have to be asked twice. I hadn’t had time to relax in the bath in ages. I had a candle lit, I had my crystal singing bowl music on. It was perfect. But after fifteen minutes, all I could think about was Theo and how I wanted him between my legs.
I almost considered touching myself to relieve the ache that these thoughts had brought me. My hand skirted down my breasts and stomach, stopping just before I reached my goal. It wouldn’t be the same. I normally reveled in self pleasure—it was the only kind of pleasure I’d gotten for years. Learning my body made me feel connected. Enchanting and powerful.
But knowing the pleasure Theo had given me, how it came so easily from him, how he made me feel like a goddess, well, I had a hard time craving anything else now. I wanted him, and I wanted to give him all of me.
At the sound of footsteps on the stairs, I got up and wrapped a towel around me. I could tell he was closer now, so I opened the bathroom door and stepped out into the hall.
“Mmm. Hey witchy woman.” He stalked toward me, a look of pure lust overtaking the smirk on his face.
“Hello there.” I let the towel fall to the floor, revealing my bare body. His eyelids drooped as he looked his fill. He was still a few steps away, so I took one to get closer. But not close enough to touch.
I ran my hands up my stomach, over my ribs, and let them linger over my breasts, feeling the weight of them, teasing the nipples. Theo’s mouth dropped open, his tongue resting in his cheek. He enjoyed the show, but still didn’t come any closer. I could tell his energy was wild. He was practically vibrating with electricity. And all of that power would soon be unleashed on me.
I dropped to my knees and reached out to him, grabbing him by a belt loop, making him take that last step toward me. And now he was close. So close, I could almost taste him. He slowly unbuckled his belt, looking in my eyes the entire time. Hypnotizing me as he bared himself.
His cock bobbed out of his pants as soon as he unzipped them. It was rock hard and ready for me. I leaned forward to gently run my tongue all along the length, a tease I knew would drive him crazy. When I got to the tip, I swirled around it, lapping at him but not taking him in, where he wanted to be.
His strangled groan was my reward and when I looked up into his eyes, they weren’t the ocean blue I’d come to love, but a darker, stormy version.
“You like playing with me, hmm?”
“Yes,” I said, with a lick up the side of him. My hands were holding onto his thighs and I dug my fingernails in. He hissed.
“You love torturing me, too, it seems. What am I gonna do with you?”
I shrugged my shoulders and kissed him right on the tip. My lips opened wide to take him in, but just an inch or so. I sucked and swirled my tongue around him again, but careful to keep it to a teasing pace. I wanted him breathless with lust for me.
I moved one hand off his thigh to play with his balls, gently squeezing and testing the weight of them while I sucked on the head of his cock. He moaned and I felt him harden even more in my mouth, dripping with anticipation for me.
“Mmm you think you’re real clever, huh? Teasing me like this.”
I chuckled, lips still wrapped around him. But he was about to make clear who was in charge. Finally.
He shifted us, turning me backward against the wall and thrusted deep into my throat.
“I’m gonna fuck this pretty mouth of yours,” he said, as he slowly pulled out.
“I’d like to see you try.” I stared up at him with determined eyes and a smug grin. He fisted his cock and pumped it in his hands a few times. Then, with his other hand, grabbed the top of my head.
“Open wide.”