Sex Scene Saturday is where I share a sex scene from my latest WIP (work in progress). Enjoy.
“Get onto the bed.” He demanded. His tone held so much control.
I bit my lip and climbed onto the bed.
“Do that again.” He said.
I bit it again. He leaned down, grabbed my chin and pulled my face up towards his. His mouth met mine and he moved his tongue inside of my mouth. My body trembled in response. His lips were soft and felt so amazing pressed into mine. He kissed me hard and had so much control over me. He moved his mouth in sync with mine. Every nerve in my body was awoken and tiny goosebumps covered my skin. I’d never experienced anything like this before.
I moved my hands to touch him and he pulled back.
“Nope. I didn’t say you could use your hands.” He said.
I bit my lip. I was so turned on.
He pushed me back so I was laying down. He removed my pants, sliding them down my body and tossing them to the floor. Then he removed my shirt. I laid there in my bra and underwear. I felt vulnerable but I also felt extremely sexy. The way he stared at me, moving his eyes over every inch of me.
“You are so sexy.” He said.
I bit my lip again. His green eyes were filled with a lustful want that made me tremble. He walked over to his dresser and opened the top drawer. He pulled something out of it and turned to walk back to the bed. He paused at the foot and showed me what it was.
“Get on your knees. Ass facing me.”
I loved how he wasn’t asking, he was commanding. I loved every second of it. I had no clue what would happen if I defied him, but I knew I didn’t want to find out. I was too turned on. I wanted to cum.
He got onto the bed and put the blindfold on me.
“Can you see at all?”
I tried to look around. I didn’t see any light at all. “No,” I said.
“Sir.” He corrected me.
“No, sir,” I said. I felt a thrilling rush from having to call him sir. I had always been turned on by BDSM. I just never had the right person to show me what to do. Or anyone that was even slightly interested in trying it out with me.
I felt his fingertips on my back. He lightly trailed them down to my ass where he squeezed each cheek and then grabbed each side of my thong and pulled it down.
“Your ass is perfect, my God.” He said.
I couldn’t help but wiggle it a little. I’d always been really proud of my ass. I worked hard to get it perky and bubbly. I loved showing it off. Leggings, jeggings, yoga pants. They were my favorite thing to wear.
“I didn’t say you could move.” He said and then I felt his hand come down on my ass.
“Oh!” I called out, the stinging from his hand on my ass.
“Quiet.” He said and spanked me once more, a loud slap rang out once again. This time was a little harder than the last. I held back on making any noise. He rubbed the ass cheek he had just slapped and then I felt another one and another one. Back to back came the slaps on my ass. I squeezed my eyes shut and clenched my teeth.
And then I felt him slide his finger inside of my pussy. He slid it in with ease because it was dripping wet.
“You’re so tight.” He practically moaned.
His finger slid in and out of me, slowly. And then he pulled his fingers out and started over. He slapped me twice, rubbed the ass cheek, slapped the other one twice, followed by rubbing and then he fingered me. He did this a couple more times and I felt myself on the edge of what I thought could be an orgasm. The pleasure was built up inside me. I’d never been that close before.
And then it faded away.
“I lost it.” I said to him. I wanted to be honest, I felt defeated.
“Let’s move on then.” He said without a hint of disappointment.
He grabbed me and flipped me onto my back. He didn’t remove the blindfold and scolded me when I reached for it.
“No, leave it on. Trust me. You need to just focus on the pleasure.” He said.
I heard his pants hit the floor and then he grabbed my legs and pulled me a little closer to him. I felt him rub his cock against my clit, painfully slow.
“Mmm.” I moaned. I was growing needier in my anticipation. I wanted to feel his cock so bad. He slid his cock down and then pressed himself inside of me. I felt him stretch me. Even with not seeing it, I could tell it was huge. My pussy was tightly wrapped around him. He was thick and I couldn’t tell just yet how long.
I felt my body tremble as he moved in and out of me. His cock thrusting hard, began to hit my cervix. There was a pain that came with the pleasure but I embraced it. I moaned and then stopped because I wasn’t sure if I was allowed to or not.
“You can keep moaning.” He said.
I moaned again.
“Louder.” He said.
I moaned louder. I felt him fuck me harder. His cock felt so good and once again I felt myself climbing to the edge.
Is this it? I thought and as I began to focus on hopefully coming. I was there. So close. I wanted to reach it so bad. I was so focused.
And then I lost it again.
He fucked me a little harder before he stilled.
“I was close again,” I said.
“I know. I’m prepared for it to take more than just once.”He said and climbed off me.
“What are you doing?” I asked. “You can orgasm. It won’t bother me.”
“No. I won’t until you do.” He said.
We laid together in silence for a few minutes before I turned toward him. “I’ve never been as close as I was both times,” I told him.
“Good.” He said and took the blindfold off. I squinted because the light hurt my eyes. He already had his boxers on when my eyes adjusted.
“We’ll just have to keep trying. I think we’re onto something.” He said.
I bit down on my lip and thought about what it might be like to finally orgasm.