#pegging?

Loud banging on the door wakes you up in early morning hours. You only returned back home from work about an hour ago. You make yourself decent and go open the door, trying to keep your eyes open. You wonder, who is in such need of you to pound your door so desperately.

Finally, you open the door and see nobody else but your man standing there, all hot and bothered. You give him confused look and he just storms inside, completely ignoring your presence.

You turn around to look at him while he is looking through your place, as if he was looking for something.. somebody. You close the door, fully awake and annoyed, because you have this discussion almost every time you return from work. But there is something sweet about his jealousy.

"What are you doing here Vito? In middle of the night?" You ask with firm voice and he stops in movement, finally snapping out of his state, realising what he's done. He knows this won't go unpunished.

"I was.. at the bar earlier. Frank said he saw you with other man." He admits sheepishly and you sigh, gathering your strenght to stay calm.

"It's my job. We already talked about this, Vito."

"I know. I'm sorry." He drops his head down, knowing sooner or later you will get fed up with these jealous scenes. But you know you won't, because you love him hot headed or calm. And you looove to remind him his place, beneath you.

"Come here." You order him and he listens, like a good boy. Your need to put him back to his place grows with every step he does closer to you. You grab him and pull closer, looking into each other's eyes. You cup his face with your hands and lean closer.

"Look at you Vito. You're so sexy when you're hot and bothered. But that doesn't mean I will just let it slide." You whisper into his lips and you can feel him tremble, not with fear but excitement. Because he loves what you do to him.

"I'm starting to think you're doing it on purpose, just so I have reason to punish you." You say, pushing him towards your bed and he drops on his back, looking up at you as you slowly take off your night robe, having absolutely nothing underneath it. You can see his eyes lighting up, watching your naked body getting on top of him.

You take your time with the zipper on his jacket. You can tell he wants you to hurry up but you don't. You're taking your time, just because you can.

Your eyes are wandering across his naked scarred body. His head turns to side, making you look up and you can see his desperate attempt to hide his blush.

"Oh my, oh my. You do things to me Vito. Now I have to do things to you." You say as he whines, thinking about your words. You kiss him, harshly, mapping his whole body with your hands, before you stop on his thighs. You can tell he really wants you to touch his hard dick, but you purposely avoid that spot.

Out of nowhere you turn him around, pushing his face into your pillow and you can hear his muffled groan, he knows what's gonna happen next. You reach for your lube and soon after slick fingers enter him, making him moan like a whore.

He loves fucking you, but when the roles reverse he's over the moon. You both know it, but he'd never admit it out loud, he's too proud.

You prepare everything and soon enter him in one movement. He moans, cries, begs for you to move. And because he's been really good, you move. You think how someone so cold and distant looking can be so damn obediant and cute.

You lean closer, kissing him with passion so he knows he's still loved, even when he's being 'punished'.

You can tell he's close. And so are you but you don't want him or you to cum like this. So you pull out and he groans with disappointment that disappears second later, as you turn him around and sit on his dick. You both moan as you move your hips. He comes first, biting his bottom lip which you find really cute.

Then your own orgasm hits you, pretty hard and you curl your whole body before you plop it on top of him.

"You really need to stop being jealous." You say with heavy eyes. He interupted your sleep after all and you are satisfied and really tired.