Of Gods & Fey

10 - Dahlia

“Spit or swallow?” He asked suddenly

Ah, so we were doing this then. “Swallow.” I answered simply, my eyes traveling down along his body. I had to keep from groaning at how badly I wanted him. He was far too attractive for his own good and I was starting to wonder if the wine was just becoming a bad idea all around.

“Vanilla or no?” I asked looking up at his eyes.

“Depends on the mood. Vanilla with different toppings every night.” He smirked. “Do you own any toys?”

I held his gaze, suddenly feeling extremely ballsy and reached down pulling out a box wth a few different toys inside of it and plopped it onto the bed. Shrugging a little I watched him before I spoke, finally. “Favorite position?”

I refused to break, I refused to let him make me give in. I was going to keep my composure even if all I wanted to do was climb into his lap and kiss him again. Strip him out of his clothes and just have him make me scream his name all night.

I watched him as he stared directly at the toys in the box for a moment, it was like he was processing what he was looking at. Somehow I was pretty sure he hadn’t expected me to do what I had and that was perfectly fine by me. Throwing him off meant even for the time being I had the upper hand on him. His eyes slowly lifted and he looked at my finally, I could see the lust flickering in his eyes.

“Doggy. Pun totally intended.” His eyes glanced back towards the toys in the box. “If I asked you to, would you show me how you use those?”

“Ah one of the best positions.” I watched his eyes, noting where he was looking as he spoke and shrugged. “I just may Wolfie, we’ll see.”

I couldn’t help the playful smirk that sat on my lips, clearly he wasn’t against the topic of conversation we were dealing with right now. In fact if anything he seemed to be enjoying it all too much. I watched as he stared back at me, seeming to not know what to say, his eyes flashing between a blue color and then yellow quickly.

“Your turn for a question then, gorgeous.” He smirked as he leaned back some, watching me. Oh wasn’t he being cocky?

It seemed like he thought he had this down pat with no problem at all but the way his eyes flashed I felt like he was just the wrong question away from breaking or giving in. I couldn’t help by laugh at that act a little bit. Watching how he moved and was staring at me I weighed my options a bit before I finally decided on what to ask him.

"Is fingering someone or jerking them off s*x to you, Wolfie?" I asked, staring straight into his eyes.

There were hundreds of other things going through my mind that I wanted to do to him. That I wanted to say to him. Things I wanted to have him do to me. It was driving me absolutely insane at this point so I had to see just how far I could push him before he said no. The groan he made and the lust that was in his eyes said that he wasn’t the only one thinking about it.

“Technically... No, it’s not s*x. If I’m not penetrating, you.” I watched as his eyes seemed to slowly roam over my body leaving me covered in nothing but goosebumps from the immediate chills that covered me. He seemed to lick his lips, staring at me. “Did you have something specific in mind?”

I wasn't going to lie it almost felt like I was being punished somehow. I didn't hate it or like it at the same time. Ok I lied, I did like it to an extent though it was probably because of the way he kept looking me over. I could feel his eyes on me and it made me feel like the sexiest thing alive just because it was him doing it. I had a feeling if this had been any other man I would've lost my s**t and went off on them for it but Jude? Oh he could do whatever he wanted and I would've been on board immediately with it.

God the things I wanted that man to do to me... The way I wanted him to touch me, to f**k me until I couldn't move. I bit down on the inside of my cheek as I sat there quietly thinking to myself. Did I have something specific in mind? Should I even answer that question? I wasn't sure if it was a good idea or not.