‘No.’
He carries on regardless.
‘Coffee.’
He stops immediately. ‘What’s the matter?’
‘Nothing.’
Questioning me with a look, he brings his left hand to my chest, rubbing a thumb lightly over my right nipple. Even through the bra and shirt, it has the desired effect. I let off a groan.
‘I’m the one in charge, remember?’ I push his hand away and pull myself together.
‘I thought you were joking.’
‘No, I wasn’t. And you’re just going to have to go with it.’
‘Go with what, exactly?’
Oh boy, is he in for a surprise. I smile, mischievously.
‘Have you ever been submissive?’
His eyes widen.
‘Not my style.’
‘Well, you know what they say: a change is as good as a rest.’
‘Maya, you know what I like.’
‘I know what you think you like. How do you know if you’ve never tried it?’
I think that might be fear creeping across his features. A spot reassurance is in order.
‘I’m not going to tie you up or gag you, or make you pretend to be my dog. But you are going to do everything I say.’
Clearly weighing up the pros and cons of the situation, he watches me.
‘Okay,’ he says at last. ‘Your call.’
And thank God for that because without Dan’s agreement, I’d stand no chance. I’m under no illusions. He’s giving me control; I’m not taking it. And now I have the upper hand, it’s time to issue the first order. This is going to feel distinctly weird.
‘Sit up.’
He does as he’s told, checking back on the slats before eyeing me suspiciously. He thinks I’m about to go for the cuffs, but the last thing I want is to restrain him. I want to drive him mad … and then I want to feel his hands on me.
‘Hold the headboard.’
Again, he complies.
I slip back out of bed, pulling the covers away and revealing him in all his naked glory. He smiles down at his cock, evidently proud that it’s already erect. And then he stares at me, totally unabashed.
‘So, what now?’ he asks.
‘Shush. You’ll find out.’
I start by giving him exactly what he likes. Very slowly, I unbutton the shirt and let it slide it from my shoulders. Reaching behind, I unhook my bra, gradually pulling it away from my breasts, and drop it to the floor. His lips curve into a smile. He raises a knee, a sure sign his cock’s beginning to act up.
‘Stay exactly where you are,’ I order him, because I’m about to work him up even further.
I begin to play with my nipples, circling them with my fingers, watching as his chest rises and falls, with increasing speed.
‘Oh fuck, Maya.’
‘Shush,’ I admonish him, giving him my best evil stare. ‘I’m having some ‘me’ time. Don’t ruin it.’
Moving downwards, I brush my fingertips across my sternum, my belly, and come to rest at my combats. Unfastening the buttons, I lower them gradually. I’m almost down to my ankles when I hear him groan. I check on him, just in time to see the hands come away from the headboard. If I let him go any further, he’ll pounce and have me on that bed in a nanosecond. I wave a finger at him and tut, waiting for the hands to return to the headboard before I go on with the show, kicking off the combats and removing my knickers.
He gazes at my crotch, his eyes brightening with pleasure. His breathing quickly becomes shallow.
‘You’re not having me yet,’ I tease him. ‘I’d like a decent orgasm before you get going.’
‘I beg your pardon?’ His mouth falls open in mock disbelief.
‘If a job’s worth doing, it’s worth doing yourself.’
With a quick jiggle of the eyebrows, I part my legs and begin to rub an index finger lightly at my clit. Slow circular movements quickly bring warmth to my crotch. Spreading inwards to the back of my vagina, it balls and burgeons, causing gentle waves of pleasure to ebb and flow inside me.
‘Oh God, that’s good.’
‘I should fuck you right now.’
In an instant, I come, tipped over the edge by the delicious threat in his voice, the wicked determination in his eyes. I’d intended to drive him wild for a good ten minutes before I got to this point, but never mind. Go with the flow, I tell myself as I contract and buckle and moan.
‘You stay where you are,’ I warn him breathlessly, vaguely aware he’s moving again. ‘Stay on the bed. Hands up.’
‘I’m warning you, Maya. You’re going to get it hard.’
‘And I’m warning you too.’
Still pulsating inside, I climb onto the bed and straddle him, rubbing my crotch against his balls.
‘Feel that?’ I ask. ‘I’m wet.’
‘You carry on like this, and I’ll have no marbles left.’
‘That’s the general idea. Shut your eyes.’
‘What?’
I place a palm on either cheek.
‘I said shut your eyes. Remember the song? New York? Whenever things get bad, just shut your eyes and think of our place together. It’s in here.’ I touch his forehead. ‘And here.’ I touch his chest. ‘Don’t think about the world outside. Don’t think about the future or the past. Just think about this, right here, right now.’
‘Oh, I get it.’ With a smile, he complies, lowering his eyelids.
Taking hold of his shoulders and covering his face with light kisses, I grind against him down below. Before long, I’ve managed to work him up into a frustrated mess. He’s breathing quickly, letting out the occasional quiet groan.
‘Where’s the gel?’ I ask, coming to a halt.
‘What gel?’ He opens his eyes.
