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Straddling him, I put my hands on either side of his head and shifted so
his shaft ran along my seam. “You ready for me to run this show?”
“Ready for you to try.”
I straightened, moving back and forth without letting him enter me. He
took my breasts, kneading them as he jerked his hips with mine, trying to
take control of how his shaft ran along my clit.
“I want you to fuck me,” I said, putting my hand on his chest. “From
there.”
“Yes,” he growled.
“Let me do it. Watch me.” I took his hands off my body. “Just watch.”
Crouching, I lined his dick up with me and impaled myself on him. He
reached for me, but I pinned his wrists over his head.
“No hands,” I said, letting go and kneeling straight.
“This is how you want it?” He seemed concerned he’d been doing it
wrong the whole time.
“This time.” Getting on my feet, I lifted myself and slid down.
When I rose again, he looked between us, at the place we were
connected, and watched his cock enter me. “Fuck, that’s so hot.”
“Tell me what you want.”
He glanced up at me, and I smiled. The shoe was on the other foot. I had
the power to deliver his satisfaction. All he had to do was say it.
“Faster.”
I gave him what he asked for, increasing the speed of my crouches by
the look on his face and how hard he worked to not touch me.
“What do you want, Logan?”
“See you come,” he snarled, demanding it from under me.
I put my middle and index fingers in his mouth. “Make them wet.”
He did it, growling against my hand, sucking and licking. I pulled out
and put my wet fingers on my clit, pushing him in and out of me, stretching
the pleasure of his dick to a tingling fire.
“That’s it,” he said, jerking upward to push himself deep. “Show me
how you make yourself come.”
The command in his voice and the sharp jolt of his dick brought me
closer, demanding a surrender to pleasure even as I tried to dominate him.
“Give it to me,” he said. “Let me see it.”
We moved together, each stroke pushing me just enough, but I needed
more. Not more stimulation… more him.