Not a word.
She obediently held her hands behind her back and spread her thighs for his roaming hands. His palm cupped her, one finger slipping between her sensitive folds at the same moment his forefinger pressed into her mouth. She stifled a moan when the sharp edge of his teeth pressed against her neck.
I don’t remember you asking to cum.
Her body trembled and her heart raced as the endorphins of being caught raced through her system. She hadn’t asked. She’d decided to sneak one in while he was at work, never expecting him to come home for lunch and find her. Naked, moaning, rocking against her pillows wantonly.
Bad, bad girl, baby.
His hand released her chin and she felt his fingers trail down along her spine. She heard the clink of his belt buckle… the slide of leather across her ass. She expected to feel his fingers in her hair, pulling her mouth down to the hard cock she could feel pressing against her thighs. She was a bad girl and needed to make it up to him.
But, she didn’t. She heard the zip of his fly being lowered and felt the warmth of his hand on her upper back. He firmly pushed her, forcing her to the mattress. The hand cupping her cunt lifted up her hips just before he pushed into her, swift and deep. She screamed, the width of his cock ensuring contact with her gspot with every rough thrust. She could feel the slow drip of her own wetness trickling down her thighs… could just imagine what his dick looked like glistening and fucking into her so quickly. That mental image pushed her closer, barely audible moans escaping her lips. Oh yes, yes, please. So close…
He slapped her ass before pushing her flat onto bed, his weight bearing down on top of her. He hovered over her, changing the angle of his thrusts… fucking her harder, faster. Suddenly, he pulled out, dropping all of his weight onto her as his cock settled between the cheeks of her ass. She felt the familiar warmth of cum splash across her lower back, his hips rocking against hers, his cock slippery and sliding against her skin. She whimpered, pushing her hips up at him, the need to cum almost unbearable.
His hand slid up along her neck, fingers tunneling through her hair as he pulled her head to the side. He pressed his lips just below her ear, letting out a long shakey sigh.
Yes, kitten, you will get to cum too. Eventually.