Impulsive

“No. Don’t, I want to mentally record this moment as you spin for me with your luscious curves being hugged in your sexy lingerie.” His voice is hoarse and his eyes are hooded with pure lust.

A surge of seductiveness hits me like a bolt of lightening and awakens the curious inner goddess within me. I slowly start to twirl for him, and slide my index finger between my lips. I lightly run my tongue over the top of it before sticking it fully in my mouth and releasing it with a loud pop. I’m rewarded with a loud growl vibrating off the back of his throat.

“Crawl onto the bed and hold onto the headboard with your ass sticking out.” He demands, I stop twirling and turn towards the bed stopping at the foot.

“Heels on or off?” I ask breathlessly over my shoulder.

“On.” He demands in a heavily rasped tone.

It was a one word reply... But it spoke to me on so many levels and it left me feeling exotically aroused for reasons unknown to myself. I have never felt like this so I slowly start to crawl up the bed doing my best to keep my back arched, and my ass raised high enough in the air giving him a front row seat of what I have to offer him. I hold onto the wooden head board and stick my bottom out slightly parting my legs. I stay perfectly still and wait for him to make his next move or command. Seconds later the bed dips behind me and hands gingerly sweep across my bottom before he lightly presses a kiss on each cheek.