Edging by the Fire II

“You want the AC turned down?”

“Uh, yeah, please. Not too much.”

You come into the bedroom, in nothing but your boxers, of course. When you catch me ditching my nightdress and slipping under the covers in just my underwear, you stop in your tracks.

“Or I could dial it up so we just have to huddle together for warmth.”

You playfully waggle your eyebrows at me, and I pick up a pillow and throw it at you.

“Hey!”

“Come on, get in! Naked cuddles! Naked cuddles!”

“I’m coming. I’m coming!”

You slip under the covers and draw me into your arms.

“Come here…”

I sink into your warmth, relaxing against your solid chest, relishing in the feel of your soft skin against mine.

I love being like this with you, just in our underwear, resting my head on your chest and feeling your steady heartbeat against my ear.

On instinct, my body relaxes. Whenever I’m in your arms, all my nerves just…calm down.

Nothing outside matters. It’s just us.

“Mmmm, cuddles.”

“My little cuddlebug. Ohh, I needed this.”

“Mmm, me too.”

‘Naked cuddles’ started off as something silly we tried after you read online that scheduling intimacy can help keep the spice alive in your relationship.

While our sex life is definitely not lacking, it’s easy for us both to get caught up in our work schedules, maintaining the house, and trying to keep a social life; it can sometimes end up on the back burner.

I didn’t think scheduling our intimacy would work. It all sounded so…I don’t know, clinical?

But now we look forward to it every week. Whether we have sex or we just cuddle and spend time together, where it’s just us.

Either way, now every Wednesday night is our time. Your fingers caress my cheek, and you tilt my chin up, smiling softly down at me.

“So…cuddlebug… What do you want to do tonight? Do you just want to cuddle? Or do you want something more?”

My mouth turns up in a mischievous smirk, and I drape my arm around your neck, bringing your forehead to mine.

My fingers splay up the back of your neck into your hair. Your eyes flutter closed, and you lean back into my palm.

“Mmmm…”

I lean in a little closer, brushing my lips against your cheek, feeling the stubble scratch slightly on my skin. Your hand slides down the dip in my waist, down to my hip.

And I love feeling how you tighten your grip on me as I lightly nip your earlobe.

“Remember our little game?”

“Which one? There are a few.”

“You know. The one where we…”

I trail my fingertips down your chest, down under the duvet, and over the toned ridges of your stomach. You keep your eyes on me, your gaze growing unfocused as I tease my way under the waistband of your boxers, hoping my teasing will remind you about the game I so love to play with you to see who can last the longest.

“Oh… That game.”

“Yeah… that one.”

You bring your lips to mine, and I tilt my head slightly to give you better access. You slip your arm around my waist, pulling me into your side as I lightly grip your cock.

“Want to see how long you can last?”

“Like you have to ask…”

As I stroke you, I can feel you throbbing and getting harder under my touch. I love feeling your grip around me tighten as I kiss down your neck, right at that spot just above your collarbone that drives you crazy.

It feels like it’s been ages since we played our game and tried to see how long the other can last. You had me on the edge for almost half an hour, bucking on the bed while you teased me with our wand massager on my clit.

I could barely string words together by the time you finally said I could cum, and fuck, was it worth it. That orgasm was so intense, I saw stars.

Your free hand trails over my hip, up the dip in my waist, up to my breasts, running your lips down my shoulder.

“Eager tonight, hm?”

“I’ve been thinking about you all day. Fantasising at my work desk…”

“Yeah…?”

You roll me on top of you, and I tease kisses down your neck and along your collarbone… slowly down your chest, lightly teasing my tongue along your nipple as I stroke you.

Your nipples have always been sensitive, and if I focus on them long enough, I can make you cum just from your nipples alone.

I feel you throbbing through your boxers, flexing up against my belly as I flick my tongue back and forth on your nipple, feeling it harden between my lips.

You reach for the lube in our bedside table, wordlessly handing it to me as you let your head fall back on the pillow.

“Thank you, my love.”

I take the bottle, but I don’t open it yet… Instead, I want to tease you first.

I work my lips down your chest, running my palms up over your ribs, feeling your smooth skin under my fingers.

While I’m desperate to feel you, in my mouth…inside me… I’m not rushing this. We’ve been so caught up in our schedules that I just want to take the time for us to just… …really enjoy each other.

I feel your fingers gently thread into my hair, holding it back for me as I nip and run my tongue along your lower stomach. Our gazes lock for a moment.

“Mmm…such a gentleman…”

“I have my moments…”

Your eyes are hooded, clouded with need. Slipping my fingers into the waistband of your boxers again, I slide them down your legs.

All I’ve been thinking about since this morning at my desk is my mouth around your cock. Feeling you tremble under me until you let go.

I’m practically salivating just at the sight of you. My thighs squeeze together on instinct, anticipation pooling in my lower belly as I slide my palms softly up your upper thighs.

Your hips flex slightly.

“I won’t make this easy for you…”

“When have you ever?”

I settle between your legs and take your cock in my hand again, gripping your shaft.

I run my tongue up the underside of your cock, watching your eyes darken and go hazy as I circle the tip of my tongue along your tip… …before wrapping my lips around you.

I start soft, relaxing my jaw and tongue as I take you a little deeper, lips circling your crown down your shaft…and then back. You spend so much of our sex life focusing on my pleasure … Right now I want to focus on yours for as long as I can.

I take you a little deeper, pulling back to the tip and hollowing my cheeks, gradually building up pressure on the head of your sensitive dick…then taking you deeper into my mouth again.

“Ahh… Ah, yeah…”

I grip the base of your shaft, the flat of my tongue pressing up against the underside of your cock. My head bobs slightly, taking you back and forth, my soft moans vibrating against your hardness.

I smile a little with my mouth full, loving the way your cock twitches and grows even harder between my lips, with every tease of my tongue.

“Good?”

“Yeah… This is just what I needed…”

“You know I’ll always give you what you need…”

With my hand still gripping you, I start to pump around your shaft as I take a deep, relaxing breath through my nose… Relaxing my jaw enough for you to reach the back of my throat.

“Ahhh…ohh my god…”

I keep myself there, pulsing my head slightly. I want to see how far I can take you.

“Oh - Holy shit…”

“Keep doing that, and I’ll cum.”

“Not yet. Not until I say so…”

I stroke you a few times, enjoying how your cock glistens with wetness, before taking you in my mouth again.

I tease my lips up and down the length of you, lapping at you with my tongue, taking you hungrily into my mouth, switching up the pressure between soft and intense.

Bracing my hands on your upper thighs, I give them a squeeze as I hollow my cheeks, trying to take you as deep as I can.

All the while, your fingers tighten and fist in my hair, but not guiding me like you do when you’re more dominant.

You want me to be in control, and a flush of heat shudders through my body. I want to reach down to my clit, to touch myself while I let my mind go quiet, while I suck.

But like you, I want to let the pleasure build until I just can’t hold on a second longer.

“Ohh - Oh god…”

I pull back, releasing your tip with a pop, and reach for the lube.

I drizzle it directly onto the head of your cock, spreading the slickness as I slowly stroke. Stroking down…one after the other… taking my time.

“Does that feel good?”

“Yeah… Keep going…”

I do just that, pumping and sucking at the same pressure until I can feel your hips flexing under my hands. I switch up the pattern, gripping the base of your cock with one hand and slowly stroking, while I tease the pads of my fingers lightly along your balls.

“Now, we can’t forget about these, can we?”

Your jaw slackens as you watch me, craning your neck as you grip the sheets before letting your head fall back onto the pillow.

“Ohhh…”

My head bobs on your cock in time with my teasing strokes, and your fingers are tightening in my hair. Fuck, you taste good…

Your hips start to jerk and just as you’re about to lose control… I pull back and hold your shaft, feeling you pulse under my fingers.

“Ohhh…”

“You didn’t think I was going to let you cum so soon, did you?”

“Aww, I know, but it feels so good.”

“You like being told no?”

“Yeah…”

I take you in my mouth again, sucking harder this time, the lube making my strokes easier around the base. I pump faster, sucking harder, feeling your thighs tremble under my free hand braced on your hip.

Your hips rock, fucking my mouth, and while I absolutely love it when you facefuck me… I’m in charge tonight.

“Oh-hh…”

“Ah - ah - Are you going to behave, or do I have to tie you to the bed?”

I relish the redness working its way up your neck into your cheeks. I know you like a little humiliation, maybe a little more than I thought…

“Tied down by a beautiful woman while she uses me as her plaything? I won’t say no…”

“No… That would be too easy. I want to watch you struggle to hold it together.”

“Ohh, you’re so cruel…”

“Says the guy who just got rock-hard.”

“Touché – Ohh.. Oh…yeah, right there…”

I twist my hand a little more, keeping that steady, slow pace as I work your cock around the tip just the way you like. I concentrate just under the head, gliding the pad of my thumb along your frenulum.

Letting the lube do most of the work as I tease my fingertips over the whole tip.

Your hips rock back and forth, wanting more, but I grip your shaft a little harder, keeping you in place.

“Can’t you go a little faster?”

“No. I want to have my fun with you. Get those balls nice and full for me… I want you desperate when I let you cum…”

“So you are going to let me cum?”

I slow down my strokes to a stop, holding your cock upright at the base. A bead of precum trickles along the slit at your tip, and I press my finger to it, feeling your cock twitch as I tease with featherlight circles , stretching the viscous pre cum before swirling it around your slick, swollen head.

“I might. Or I might deny you.”

“Aww, no, please… I couldn’t take it…”

“Keep you nice and hard, deny you so you’re aching for me…”

I crawl up and straddle your hips. I love how you stare up at me, knowing your orgasm is completely at my whim. My cheeks flush at how sweet and needy you look.

Don’t get me wrong, I fucking love it when you’re the dominant partner. But taking control of your orgasm since that night by the fire…

It’s bringing out a whole new side of me…and of you.

I reach between us, gripping your cock… …teasing the head through my pussy and over my clit, rocking back…and forth…

You grip my thighs tighter, flexing your hips up, sliding your hard cock through my wetness. You’re so desperate…my clit’s throbbing just feeling you struggle to stop cumming before I tell you.

“Ohh… Can I cum…?”

“Not yet, sweetheart. You can hang on just a little longer, can’t you?”

“I don’t know if I can last – Mmph!”

“I’ll go slow, okay? You can be good for me, can’t you?”

“Yeah, I - I want to be good for you…”

“I mean, I can stop if it’s too much –”

“No, no! Please… Please, I want you to fuck me. I need you to fuck me, please…”

“Yeah? You need me to?”

“Yeah… Yeah, I need it.”

“Ohhh my god…”

“It’s okay…Just breathe… Relax…”

I rest my hands on your chest, feeling it rise and fall as I slowly work my hips, fucking you right at the tip, before sinking back down again.

“Ohhh…”

I slowly move up and down your cock, making sure to savour every inch of you filling me. Fuck, this feels so good.

Being completely in control, knowing just one little movement can send you straight to the edge.

You scrunch your eyes shut, clenching your jaw as you try so hard not to cum. To wait for me…to do as I tell you. Molten heat ripples through me; my clit’s throbbing, my pussy squeezing around you.

Your hands slide up my thighs and squeeze my ass, but when you start flexing your hips to move faster…I stop you.

“W-What - Aww, don’t stop. Please - ”

I come in close, brushing my lips over yours, keeping my achingly slow rhythm.

“Ah- I move… You take. I’m fucking you, remember?”

Your cheeks turn beet red and your eyes glaze over in submission.

“Oh - Okay…”

“You can be good, can’t you?”

“I - I’m trying -”

“Mmm, I’m not convinced. Maybe I should just stop right here and deny you…”

“Ohhh, no, please…”

I pick up the pace, grinding my clit harder into you as I rock my hips.

“I could take what I need and cum…and just leave your cock aching –”

“Ohhh please…”

“Or I could just put you in chastity…”

“Ohh fuck…”

“Only take you out when I want to play with you… Just keep edging and edging…with no release…until I say so…”

“Ohh my goooooodddd…”

“Would you like that? Being my little toy?”

“Ohhh fuck, that’s so hot…”

I rock faster, taking my pleasure from you. Playing this game with you, taking turns to give each other complete control… It’s so fucking liberating.

Your eyes roll back, your fingers digging into my hips like a vice. You’re trying so hard…and it’s so fucking hot.

“Please, please, please, I’m so close! Can – Can I cum…? Please, I need to cum!”

“Yes…”

“Ohh, thank you…thank you…”

“There you go… Cum for me…”

“Ohhh, yes! Fuck!”

I collapse onto your chest, both of us trying to form some coherent thought while we come down from our high.

I don’t think I’ve ever felt you cum so hard…and I admit, a smug little grin tugs at my lips knowing I’m the one who made you feel so good.

You reach up and caress your fingers over my temple. Aimlessly, find each other’s lips.

You drape your arms around me, kissing the top of my head, and tucking it under your chin.

“Oh, my god…”

“You okay?”

“I …

I place a single kiss on your chest, propping my chin up.

“So… You like being completely at my mercy?”

“Yes. I love this…Miss Whiplash side of you.”

“I’m not Miss Whiplash! I just like teasing you.”

You roll us onto our sides, covering my face in sweet, playful kisses.

“Okay…but when you were talking about chastity? I think you unlocked something in me. But I have one condition.”

“Name it.”

You caress your fingers down my arm, gazing deep into my eyes. Your sparkle with excitement.

“If you put me in chastity and tease me… I get to do the same.”

Heat flares in my belly, and I shiver at the aftershocks pulsing between my legs. I really…really like the sound of that.

“It’s a deal.”

You flash me a playful grin, and you waggle your eyebrows at me again.

“And I get to call you Miss Whiplash.”

“I’ll consider it.”