Don’t Think

“Come on, come on…”

“Sweetheart, you’re pacing again.”

“He said he’d call. It’s 5:04 and he hasn’t called yet.”

“He’s probably just running late. Not everyone has a strict schedule, you know.”

“It’s been too long. I didn’t get it. Watch it go to Amanda. I’m so screwed!”

“I don’t see how you could be passed over for this. You’re great at what you do, they’d be stupid not to promote you. Besides, I doubt Amanda has been pacing in her living room with a death grip on her phone for the last twenty minutes.”

“Yeah, but that’s just Mark trying to be nice, and she knows a favorite with the higher-ups. Office politics…”

“Babe… you gotta learn to accept compliments sometimes. You’re passionate and hard-working and you’ve earned this. You’re going to get it.”

You flick off the TV and get up from the couch, walking toward me with your arms extended. I completely disappear into them, inhaling the comforting scent of your cologne.

I slide my hands up and down your back a few times, and you plant a kiss in my hair. When I pull away, you’re smiling down at me.

“You also have to learn how to relax a little. A promotion comes with more responsibility, which will mean more stress. You’ve gotta loosen up a bit.”

“I know. I know. It’s just… I really want this. I’ve been running myself into the ground for weeks to prepare. I thought I aced the interview on Friday.”

“I know. You probably did, and I know that you’ll get it, but you can’t keep up like this. You’ve been on your feet all day.”

You bury your face into my neck and gently kiss me, the stubble from your beard sending goosebumps down my arms. I feel myself relax a little as your hands wrap around my waist, pulling me in closer.

You are right about one thing: I can’t keep this up. My mind is racing.

It’s just… I’ve been here before: on the cusp of a promotion that could change my career. It didn’t work out—chalk it up to bad timing. I didn’t see the job posting in my inbox until the day before the deadline and by then they’d already had hundreds of applicants.

“Besides… either way, you’re getting celebration sex tonight.”

“Oh, is that so?”

“Yep.”

“I just need not to think at all right now. Can you just like… unplug my brain?”

“Well, I know something that could work.”

Your hands grip my ass through my dress and you squeeze hard. My hands lay flat on our chest and I close my eyes, focusing on the feeling of being touched in the places I love most. You’re quite a bit taller than me, and being in your arms like this always makes me feel so small and safe.

“Mmm… that feels nice. Keep going. I just need to not think about it anymore.”

“Of course, sweetheart.”

You lean down and kiss me. Your lips are so soft and warm, and you start slow… your hands exploring my body, roaming up and down my sides and gripping my hips.

I wrap my arms around your neck and let myself sink further into the moment. The feeling of your strong hands kneading my breasts, your breath against my neck. You work your way down with your lips, kissing everywhere.

Every nerve in my body feels like a live wire. I’ve been so on edge today but now all that energy is shifting. I just feel desperate for you, to touch you, taste you, to feel you filling me up.

Your hand is sliding up my dress, between my thighs. I clench them together tightly, because I love to play a little hard to get. You easily spread them back apart, and your lips hover close to my ear.

“Come on. Spread those legs for me. Let me make you feel good, princess.”

“Yes… please.”

“Tell me what you need.”

“I want you, Daddy…”

“Mmm… want me to what, baby? Use your words.”

You move my thong to the side and start slowly teasing me with your fingers.

“I want Daddy to tell me what to do, to be in charge, and to make me feel good…”

“I can do that, princess. I can be in charge for tonight. It’s okay. Just relax.”

I never thought I’d like this kind of thing, but god, it’s so sexy hearing you speak that way.

A few months ago, I got really into this dark romance book and some of the stuff in it was so unexpectedly hot. I showed you some of it and soon you were reading it out loud to me in bed. It very quickly turned into our favorite little foreplay game.

You walk me backward as you kiss me, and your hands quickly work to slip off my dress and my bra. I slide my thong off and kick it to the side before letting myself fall back onto the sofa.

I grip the hem of your shirt and pull you down to me, parting my legs as you settle between them. You’re still fully clothed and there’s something so arousing about being totally naked while you’re still dressed. It’s like it adds to the power play between us… it makes me feel vulnerable and desperate in the best kind of way.

“You are going to just lie here and think only of my lips on you, my hands, my cock. That’s your only job tonight, sweetheart. Don’t think… just feel.”

“Say, ‘Yes, daddy.’”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Good girl.”

One hand is softly squeezing my breast as the other slides down between my legs. I want you to touch me, to make me moan, to make me feel good, but I know you’re intentionally slowing things down tonight… making me wait.

“You can’t cum today without permission. Understood?”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

I run my hands under your shirt and pull it up over your shoulders, tossing it to the ground. You’re teasing me with such light touches, pressing down gently on my clit and then pulling away again.

“Mmm, I love this pretty pussy. It’s mine, isn’t it?”

“Yes, Daddy. It’s yours.”

You gently suck on my nipple as your fingers slowly thrust inside me, sinking deeper each time. You pull your mouth away and smirk down at me as you slap my breast with your hand.

“Mmm, fuck. I like that. Do it again.”

You slap me once more before lowering your head again and closing your mouth around my nipple. Your teeth pinch it gently and my hands reach between us, eager to feel you.

“I need it.”

“Not yet. You can’t have my cock just yet, baby. I need you to be patient.”

Your hand slides up to my jaw, and you grip it firmly as you slide your thumb into my mouth. I suck on it, swirling my tongue around and staring up at you.

“Good girl. Just like that.”

“Mmm…”

“Mmm, again?”

You slap my other breast this time, hard enough to leave a red mark. You immediately lean down to kiss me, your lips pressing against the soft, warm red marks that are quickly appearing.

It stings a little, but it just makes me so much more desperate. I start to rock my hips, pressing up against you, trying to get more of your touch.

“Such a needy girl aren’t you?”

“Yes.”

“God, you’re so beautiful.”

You guide my arms above my head, pinning them to the couch. Your hands are large enough to circle both my wrists, locking me in place as your other hand moves faster between my legs.

“Fuck, yes. More. Please, more.”

“Keep begging. I like hearing how desperate you are.”

“Please, Daddy. That feels so good. I need more.”

I strain a little against you, but it’s no use, you’re too strong. You thrust three fingers deep inside me, faster and harder now. Oh my god, it feels so good. So good…

Your thumb starts pressing down on my clit as your fingers move in and out of me. It feels so good… I’m already feeling like I want to burst.

I can feel your hard cock through your jeans as I grind against you and you push down into me. I want it so much. I want to feel you easing inside me, inch by inch, filling me up.

“Keep going. Good girl. That’s it, grind against me.”

“You love when I take care of you, my sweet girl. You’re going to take it as long as I tell you to, aren’t you? ”

“Yes. It feels… so good.”

You finally release my hands, and I immediately reach down to feel your hard cock. It’s thick and twitching as I press up against it through your jeans.

“You feel Daddy’s cock, baby? How hard I am for you?”

“Mmm, so big, so perfect. I want it inside me.”

“Patience, sweetheart. You just stroke me like this for a while. I’m not done teasing this pretty pussy yet.”

Oh god, you’re so good with your fingers. It’s so hot the way you’re looking down at me, taking control, making me wait. I love feeling like your little plaything, doing what you say.

“Mm, you’re close aren’t you, baby? Feeling desperate? Need to cum all over Daddy’s fingers?”

I don’t know how much longer I can wait. But you haven’t given me permission to cum yet. I can feel it start to build, it’s so hard to keep it in.

“Oh. Oh god. Fuck… I’m going to… I need—”

“No, princess. Not yet.”

“But I… Please?”

“I need to hear you beg a little more. Tell me how bad you need to cum, how desperate you are. I want to hear it. ”

“I need it so bad. I need it! I’m so close. Oh my god. It’s so… please, Daddy!”

“More. Come on, princess. Give me more.”

“I need it so much. Please. Please, Daddy.”

“How about Daddy tastes this pussy? Would you like that?”

“Yes, oh my god. I want you to—”

“Want me to what? Want me to eat you out? To suck on your clit and tease you with my tongue while I fuck you with my fingers?”

“Yes, Daddy. Please!”

“God, I love hearing you beg for me.”

You settle between my legs and immediately I feel your tongue sliding between my lips, flicking around a few times before settling onto my clit. You roll your tongue back and forth over it, then close your lips on me, then go back to teasing me again with your tongue.

You’re so good at that, oh my god. You fuck me hard with your fingers and your tongue works to tease me in all the best ways.

I reach my hand down between my legs and grip your hair between my fingers, pulling a little, getting lost in the moment.

Suddenly everything stops. You pull away from me with a devilish grin on your face.

“Oh, I think you’re forgetting who is in charge here, princess. You don’t get to be the boss, not right now, and you definitely don’t get to cum yet.”

My heart is racing and I can still feel the built-up pressure. It’s slowly fading away and I already miss your touch, the feeling of your fingers inside me.

“I want you to ride Daddy until you cum all over his cock. I promise, I’ll let you cum this time.”

You strip off your clothes and lie on the couch. Your hard cock twitches as I climb onto you, straddling one leg on either side of your body.

“Yeah, like that. I want to feel you…”

I position myself and slowly start to ease down onto your lap. Your hand grips the back of my neck, holding me in place.

“Look at me. That’s my girl. Just like that. Fuck…”

“Oh god…”

You slide all the way in… and back out of me. I lean forward and grind on your lap, lifting my ass up and down, over and over again.

Oh god, you’re so thick… it feels so fucking good to finally have you filling me up. I love your fingers and tongue but this… this is what I needed. What I so desperately needed.

“That’s my girl. Keep going, just like that.”

“Yes. Oh my god…”

“You feel so good, princess. Ride Daddy’s cock a little faster. Shit… yes.”

You wrap your arm tightly around my waist, your hand grips my hip. My tits bounce as I grind up and down faster on your lap. You take one in your hand and squeeze hard before pinching my nipple.

“Yes, keep going. Good girl. You look so sexy like this. So fucking pretty…”

Ohh fuck, you feel amazing, filling me like this. I love feeling your strong hands grip my thighs harder the faster I fuck you.

Oh fuck, you feel amazing, filling me like this. I love feeling your strong hands grip my thighs harder the faster I fuck you.

I hold onto the top of the couch for support and start to bounce up and down, letting you slide all the way out before sinking back down onto your lap. Again and again… it feels so good.

“Oh god. I love your cock, Daddy. It feels so good.”

“Keep going, sweetheart. Yeah, like that.”

Your hands roam over my body, grabbing and squeezing everywhere you can. I rock back and forth on your lap faster and harder. Oh god, my legs are getting tired but I can’t stop. I need this so much, I need to cum.

Your hands grip my waist, helping me move faster and harder on top of you. I brace myself on your chest, my nails digging into your skin a little as I try to hang on. You haven’t given me permission yet… and I want to be good. I want to be good for you.

“This what you wanted?”

“Yeah…”

“Being my mindless, obedient little princess… riding me like an animal… so full of Daddy’s thick cock?”

“Oh god, yeah… fuck, Daddy. I’m going to cum! Please let me, please, I need—”

“So close, almost there. Keep going, baby. Just a little more… ride me a little more. Just hang on… you can do a little more for me, can’t you?”

“Yes, yes, Daddy!”

“Daddy, please. I can’t wait, I can’t. I can’t wait.”

“Okay, princess. You can cum now. Right now, cum all over Daddy’s cock. Good, just like that… good.”

“Oh god… oh my god!”

“Cum for me… cum for me, baby…”

“Fuck yes. I’m going to cum! Do you want Daddy’s cum? Take it… oh my god.”

All the muscles in my body seem to give out and I lean down onto your chest. You bundle me in your arms, holding me close. The steady, fast sound of your heartbeat is so soothing.

“Good girl. Good girl. Just rest now. Mm… you did so good.”

I feel you twitching a little, your cock still inside me going a little softer now. I can’t move, and I don’t really want to. You stroke my arms up and down. I feel so happy and tired now. I could fall asleep like this.

“Mmm… I really, really needed that.”

“Me too.”

“Oh shit! Oh my god, where’s my phone?”

I climb off your lap and you hurry to find my phone buried in the pile of clothes on the floor. You hand it to me with a huge grin on your face.

“Well… go on then—answer it!”