For my Bunny

My fingers slip into her panties and I need to bite her shoulder so I don’t make a sound when my fingers are coated instantly in her wetness.

“You’re perfect.” I whisper into her ear, my fingers circling her clit so gently she bucks her hips forward. I play with her just like that, gently then firmer then gentle again. Each time I think she’s going to make a noise I stop. Edging her over and over until she’s shaking and trembling against my thighs, struggling to keep her breathing even, teeth indents in her lip from how hard she biting it. I can feel her soaking through her clothes and mine.

“Don’t make a sound.” I nip at her earlobe.

When I finally stop pulling my fingers away I feel her jerk, hear the gasp and my free hand is over her mouth in an instant, muffling the sound, pushing my fingers into her mouth to give her something to suck on to keep quiet as she comes.

she was eyefucking me all evening at this stupid party and finally, we are alone.

"on my knees, then on the bed..." i can almost see the gears in her head making the decision and she slowly drops to her knees right there in the foyer, looking up at me from her lashes.

i cup her chin gently,

"can't wait, huh?" a soft peck on my palm

"can't wait" my thumb brushes her lips and she parts them immediately, swirling her tongue and sucking it.

i can feel my body getting hotter, my eyes darkening

"so pretty for me like this..." "jerk your dress higher" she obeys, not even breaking the eye contact. is she really ready for this?

my boot slides closer, between her thighs, it's tip brushing her lace. her legs tried to squeeze together around the leather, but she forced herself to stay still. obedient slut.

"use it"

the permission was all the encouragement she needed. her weight slowly shifted and she pressed her heat forward, grinding deliberately.

"dirty whore" her movements are becoming more desperate

"yours" she breathes out in between whines, gripping my leg for balance

"mine"

my hand slides to her hair and the other to my crotch, squeezing through the pants. she's making me fucking drip. the last straw was her leaning in to press an open-mouthed kiss right there.