Page 83 of Yearn
“I’m not going to walk, I’m going to run down.”
He smirked. “Running might make you fall.”
“I don’t care. I wouldn’t want you to wait.”
“Hmmm.” This wicked lust covered his face as he returned to his steady rhythm of teasing and denial, the intensity of each cycle climbing higher and higher, like a never-ending staircase. The lack of release was both cruel and enthralling, yanking me further and further from the reality of the shower, the bathroom, the world outside.
I felt as though I existed solely in this space he'd created, this wickedly erotic space where the only constant was the relentless throb between my thighs.
In fact, the pressure became unbearable. Waves of pleasure crashed against me, making my knees buckle, and my moansturned into high-pitched whimpers. They bounced off the walls, filling the steamy bathroom with my need.
“Oh. Oh. Oh.”
“Cum for me, Mommy.” He watched with cruel fascination. “Show me how you sound when a strong orgasm hits you.”
“Oh! Oh!”
Dominic adjusted the toy again, eliciting a sharp gasp from me.
My body jerked involuntarily, reacting to the merciless pleasure he inflicted.
Tension coiled tighter within my body, threatening to snap at any moment. The slick sounds of the toy against my needy pussy were achingly loud over the shower spray.
"Does this feel good, Mommy?"
“Fuck yes.” And then right before the orgasm was about to hit me, he took it away.
So pissed, I glared at him. “Damn it!”
My hips betrayed my delirious hunger and tilted forward, slipping into a slow, shameful roll against nothing.
“Stop it, Dominic. You told me to cum for you. Now let me.”
He watched my pussy bucking against nothing and groaned. “No. Stay still.”
“I can’t help it.”
He licked his lips and put the toy back on my clit. “You’re making me even more jealous when you move. Stay still.”
I couldn’t.
I pressed my pussy closer, desperate for the vibration to hit deeper, harder.
Then, without warning, he snatched the toy back an inch, and the loss of it was so sharp I gasped. “Dominic!”
My knees buckled.
He held me up. “You think I came up here to give you what you want? No. I came up here to teach you what happens when you try to cum without me.”
I tried to appear innocent. “But I think I learned my lesson now. Jesus Christ! I already told you I would run back down. I think you’ve punished me enough.”
“Hmmm. Perhaps, you have learned your lesson.” He brought the rose back.
“Oh!” My breath broke into pieces. “Oh! That feels so good, baby!”
“You like this, Mommy?”
“Yes.”
