your favorite part of topping is taking charge of my pleasure isn't it? taking so much pride in how well you use your body to break me. you love setting the pace, finding all the sensitive spots you’ve memorized and controlling every depth and angle just to see how fast you can turn me into a mess. you live for the physical effort of it, the heat radiating off your skin, the way your muscles work, doing all that heavy lifting just to hear those ruined little noises i make only for you.
you love feeling capable, knowing that your hands, your endurance and your complete focus are the sole reasons i'm shivering underneath you.
so hardworking…
you get so much satisfaction out of chasing my reactions, watching my eyes roll back and knowing you were the one who caused it. you take so much pride in guiding my body, holding my hips and driving me completely crazy while you stay so attentive and so focused on giving me everything i want.
but let me see how capable you actually are right now, as i take away your freedom to move.
i'm laying you back. pinning your wrists above your head, trapping you against the mattress. press your shoulders down and lock your eyes on mine while i climb over you and straddle your lap.
mhm, stay right there... look at how helpless you are taking my weight. unable to touch or taste.
but here’s the trap my sweet thing, you don't get to move a single muscle. you don't get to shift your hips. no matter how much your mouth twitches for a taste. and you certainly don't get to chase your own relief. right now, you are nothing more than my toy, whose only purpose is to stay dead still while i use your body to ruin myself.
you can already feel how torturous this is can't you? because while you're trapped here, frozen, working so hard to obey... i’m riding you. i'm rolling my hips, grinding my wetness right against you, catching every involuntary shudder you try so desperately to hide.
god, this feels so good...
sinking down onto your face next, smothering your whimpers, riding your lips and your tongue while you taste every single drop of how turned on you're making me.
and you? you just have to lie there and take it. you have to stay completely still while i take what’s mine. i can feel your heart hammering under my thighs. i’m listening to your breath shake under me, watching your jaw clench as your body screams at you to move, to help, to take a bit of control, to do something with all that built up tension.
i know how much you love making me feel good baby. i know how satisfying it is for you. but this is the exact same thing, you’re making me feel insanely good right now.
fuck, don't move an inch...
it feels so fucking good when you listen and obey. it’s equally as satisfying isn’t it? you’re making every inch of my body tremble. don’t you feel how dripping wet i am for you? stay still baby. don't you dare ruin it now.
you’re doing so good sweetheart. I’m so close.
but you know that.
you know my body so well don’t you? you can tell that i’m close. see how fast you got me here baby?
i just can’t help it when you’re this obedient…when you feel this good. so good in fact, that i’m rewarding you just a little bit. i’m untying your wrists my angel. i’m letting your hands free... but only so i can slide your fingers inside me.
yes, right there baby... right there
no sweetheart don't get any ideas. your hands might be free but you are still entirely mine. you don't get to set the pace. you don't get to stroke faster or change the angle. your fingers stay frozen right there like a living toy while i do all the work, sliding myself up and down on you exactly how i want it.
god, you feel incredible inside me.
hold those fingers dead still. keep those pretty eyes locked up on mommy and don't you dare move an inch until i've taken every thing i want from you. just lie there and enjoy the view.
