Working with the devil

A little bit of a kink is in it. So if you don’t like these kind of things, don’t read. Otherwise, go back to your smut. 

I look at him with big eyes. This man, tall handsome and demanding. Wit
hout questioning it, I give him my hands. He takes off my dress and then unbuckles his belt.

“If I do anything, you don’t like, please tell me, don’t hesitate. You tell me to stop, and I will do”, Will explains to me. I just manage to nod, feeling needy and longing for his touch, for his lips on my skin.

“God, I want to do so many bad things to you. You have been a very naughty girl tonight”, he says with a dark grin across his face. He loops the belt around my wrists, knowing exactly how to form the cuffs around my wrists. 

“Will you do what I say?”, he asks me. Willingly I nod.

“Use your words”, he tells me dangerously.

“Yes, Sir”, I whine. I really long for his touch, I want to feel him, I want everything. 

His big hands pinned my cuffed hands into the soft silk bedsheets, when he suddenly used a cold chain. He slipped through the chains and attached it to his bed. My whole body was shaking, almost trembling, when traced my body with his hands. 

“Are you still okay with this?”, he asks in a soft voice, to make sure, I was okay. 

“Yes”, I whimper. 

He leans over me, a firm grip around my neck, taking away my breath. 

“Yes, SIR!”, he groans.

“Yes, S-Sir”, I stutter. 

God, my panties are soaked, a desperate need to finally get satisfied. His hand wanders down my body and finally I feel his fingers hook around my panties. Agonizingly slow he trails kisses down my body, then my legs and parts them. Goosebumps cover me, shivers are running down my spine, as he nips and sucks my bare skin here and there. 

“Oh please…”, I whine. 

“Please what?”, he asks me.

Fuck, his mouth is so close.

“Please…”, I moan again. And then I feel his mouth on me. He licks me teasingly, finding every spot that is so sensitive. He makes my body explode, when he finally licks over my clit. It feels like a firework, so that my whole body begins to shudder. I throw back my head, as the pleasure grow and grows bigger. His tongue is playing a game, changing between hard strokes and gentle caressing. Breathing is not that easy anymore. Okay to be honest I am panting, gasping for air. This endless teasing is making me go crazy. I get closer and closer and then…he stops. 

“No, no please”, I whine, begging for more.

“You want more, my little princess?”, he asks dark and teasingly, “Beg for it”.

God, I shouldn’t do this. But fuck, I want the satisfaction, get rid of being frustrated.

“Please Sir…please I- I am begging you”, I moan.

“Good girl”, he smiles.

And then I feel his lips so near to mine. His fingers linger close over my clit, touching every other part except, where I want it most. I get even more wet, when He looks me deep in the eyes, caressing my cheek so gently, with that cruel smile.

“Ple-Please, Sir”, I beg even more.

A scream breaks the silence. His finger thrusts deep into me. I throw back my head, tearing on the chain, that holds my arms up, above my head. His other hand is rested on my chest, so that I stay down and can’t move too much. He presses my clit, what makes me clench my mouth, to prevent myself from screaming again. He pulls his finger out, just to thrust inside me again, but this time with two fingers. I can’t keep my moans in anymore and they fill his bedroom. His touch makes me squeal, the pleasure filling my whole body. I roll my eyes back, as his other hand starts touching my clit, massaging it, teasing me, torturing me, bringing me closer and closer. 

My climax hits me with it’s full power. I clench my whole body, arching my back, while my hands pull even harder on the metallic chain. Will just thrusts even faster, while I cum. My screams get louder but mix with my whining of pleasure.

Shit, he really is the devil.

Exhausted I sink back into the bed sheets, as he withdraws his fingers. While I look at him, he licks off my wetness. 

“You taste so good, my little princess”, he groans, giving me a look that makes me shiver. I don’t know, but Will has that talent to look at me full of hunger and lust, but he still admires my body, every inch of it. His touch makes me feel so loved, but also that he is longing for me. 

Writing this, while my boss is in the same office…risky I guess, but fun.

Btw its the first time I wrote sth like that. Leave a flollow, comment how u liked it.