Page 38 of Resist Me (Men of Inked 3)
“I’m not following,” I said, wondering when she thought she had the reins.
“You want my sweet pussy?” she asked, sliding the crop up her legs and stopping at her G-string.
“More than I want air,” I replied, pushing my pants down. “Get your ass over here.”
“I’m in charge tonight, Jimmy,” she drawled, hitting her leg with the crop.
“What?” I asked, shaking my head.
“I get to boss your sexy ass around. That’s the deal. I get to play too.”
“Fuck,” I said, my balls aching for release. “Whatever you want, doll. I just need to be inside you.” I walked toward her, kicking off my pants.
“Not so fast, mister,” she growled, holding the crop out and hitting me in the chest. “I didn’t tell you to strip yet.”
I bit my lip, keeping the laugh I felt coming from escaping. “Izzy,” I said.
“Strip, and make it good or I’ll have to give you ten lashes.” She grinned, sitting on the bed and leaning back.
I couldn’t bring myself to correct her on the type of impact a crop inflicted. “Yes, Izzy,” I growled, slowly lowering my pants to my ankles.
“Mistress,” she croaked, the corner of her mouth turning up.
“Mistress?” I asked, stopping my movement and staring at her.
“I like the sound of it.” She shrugged, causing her tits to pop out of the corset a little more.
I continued with my striptease, dancing around the room and teasing her the best I could. It didn’t take long for me to undress, since I only had on jeans and a t-shirt.
“Such a letdown,” she whispered, shaking her head and pursing her lips.
“Hey,” I said.
A loud slap echoed in the room as I felt a pinch on my hip. Looking down, I saw the crop retreating from my body. “You did it too quick.” She laughed.
“I did not,” I said.
She swatted me again and giggled.
“You hit me one more time for no reason and I’m going to take you over my knee and spank your ass,” I growled, stalking toward her.
“James,” she murmured. “I didn’t say you could touch me.”
“Izzy, I’m about two seconds from coming just looking at you. Get your ass naked and suck my dick.”
“Tsk, tsk,” she said, placing the heel of her shoe against my abdomen. “Get on your knees and eat my pussy,” she commanded, pointing to the floor between her legs with the crop.
That was an order I’d gladly follow. I dropped to my knees, pulling her body forward, and ripped the G-string from her body. Placing her legs over my shoulder, I leaned in and licked her. She flinched and whimpered, “James.”
I held her waist, keeping her in place as I latched on to her wetness. Groaning, I devoured her as she writhed under my hands.
“Harder,” she chanted, pushing her pussy against my face.
I obeyed, driving her closer to the edge. I listened to her breathing, waiting until the right moment to pull away.
“Don’t stop,” she demanded, looking at me with an evil glare.
I smirked, going back to feasting on her as I inserted two fingers into her depths. Curling my fingers, I stroked her from the inside and licked at her clit like a man possessed. All I wanted to do was jam my dick inside her. I’d give her this moment to feel in control before I took over.
“Yes, yes!” she shouted, her entire body growing rigid. “Fuck,” she hissed, trying to pull away.
I didn’t relent, sucking harder while flicking her with my tongue. “Another,” I murmured against her pussy, sending her spiraling into a second orgasm.
I backed away, wiping her juices from my face. “Your playtime is over, doll,” I growled, pulling her off the bed like a rag doll and impaling her with my dick.
“James,” she screeched as I filled her, throwing her head back and gasping.
“So fuckin’ good,” I groaned, pausing to gain my bearings. “Don’t move,” I said, holding her back in my hands.
“You don’t have a condom on,” she whispered, looking at me with large doe eyes.
“We’re clean, babe. I needed to feel all of you. It’s been too damn long since I’ve been inside you,” I said, grabbing her by the waist and easing her off my shaft.
She blinked, a small smile spreading across her face. “Okay,” she whispered.
Still kneeling, I slammed her back down on top of me, repeating the motion until felt my balls about to explode. I stilled, not ready to come, and grabbed her face.
“I’ve missed you,” I murmured, bringing my lips to hers.
“I missed you too,” she whispered, staring in my eyes.
I kissed her, holding her body tight, still planted deep inside. Breaking the kiss, I licked a trail down her neck to her breasts, still spilling over in her corset. Looping my tongue inside, I pulled her nipple from its restraint and sucked. Her pussy convulsed, milking me and matching the rhythm of my mouth.
Unable to restrain myself any longer, I pulled her off me, letting my cock free from her vise. I thrust my hips as I yanked her body down, slamming into her.
“Fuck,” I hissed, my body on the verge of orgasm. I kept battering her pussy, driving myself toward the release my body needed. Finally feeling her core gripping my cock, I hammered into her at a quicker pace. Sweat trickled down my back, and my body and balls overheated as she clawed at my skin.
My vision blurred and shivers raked my body as I came. “Izzy,” I gasped, unable to catch my breath.
As my world came back into focus, I saw Izzy pouting. “What’s wrong, doll?” I asked, nuzzling her neck.
“I wanted to be the boss,” she whined, crossing her arms in front of her chest as her bottom lip trembled.
“Jesus,” I mumbled, rubbing my nose against her soft skin. “We have all weekend,” I said, moving back to look at her.
“Promise?” she asked. “I really want to beat your ass with this thing.” She snickered, smacking the floor with the crop.
I shook my head, laughing as she smiled innocently. “You’re too much.”
She bounced, stroking my semi-erect dick with her inside. “Yes,” she shouted, slamming down on top of me.
“Keep doing that shit and I’ll show you how to really use that.”
“Oh?” she asked, her eyebrows moving toward her hairlines.
“I have so much to teach you.”
“I can be a really good student,” she said, batting her eyelashes at me.
“I’m sure you were anything but, Izzy.” I laughed, holding her under the ass and climbing to my feet with her legs wrapped around me.
“James,” she whispered.
“Yeah?” I asked, setting her on the bed and collapsing next to her.
“I really did miss you.” She buried her face in my side, hiding her eyes.
I grunted, unsticking her from my body. “When this shit with your brother is all over, I want you to live with me,” I said, staring down at her.
“With you?” she asked, pursing her lips.
“Ah, yeah. You didn’t heard me wrong, doll.”
“Babe,” she said, reaching up and touching my cheek, “I’m not leaving this house.”
“Fine, I’ll move in here,” I said.
“Don’t you think it’s too soon?”
“You want someone else?” I asked.
“No
.”
“Miss me when we’re apart?”
“Yes.”
“Love how I fuck you?”
“Uh, yeah. Dumb question.”
“Lo—”
She placed her hand over my mouth. “You can move in here.”
I laughed, falling on to my back. She was easy. Say any word that started with “lo” and she freaked the fuck out. I knew it was the best way to get her to agree.
“Wise girl,” I mumbled, feeling her pulse under my lips as I kissed her neck.
“Just remember I’m the boss,” she moaned as I bit down.
“You’re the queen of the castle, but I’m master of the bedroom.”
“Okay,” she whispered.
“Or any other room I want to fuck you in.”
“Okay.”
“Why are you so agreeable tonight?” I asked.
“I think you literally fucked me stupid.” She giggled.
“I’m leaving my shit here this weekend.”
“Okay.”
“Izzy, you’re fucking killin’ me here. You never just say okay to everything.” I brushed a few stray hairs that had fallen across her face. “What gives?”
“I’m scared,” she confessed, covering her eyes.
“Of me?” I asked as I peeled her hands away from her face.
She nodded, biting on her bottom lip. “Yes,” she whispered.
