Harper tosses her purse onto her couch. “That was a disaster.”

           “Disaster?” I ask while my lips curl into a smile. “How so? He called you out, asking you the same thing I was wondering. Why aren’t we dating, and why did you leave me in the first place? Those are fair enough questions.”

           “Because.” She argues, slowly sliding her shirt over her head, and revealing her bra. “I had every right to do what I did, and I think you can agree to that. And I’m not dating you because I don’t want to. If you don’t like that, then just like you said, you can end this and find someone else.”

           “I don’t want to end this,” I say, feeling like she’s in full control of this situation and I have no idea how to regain control. It seems like it’s only during sex when I get control.”

           “Then what do you want, Noah?”

           “You, Harper! I fucking want you! And I know you said I can’t have you. Yet you say sex between us can be exclusive. Why are you so fucking confusing?”

           “I don’t know!” She argues, sliding her pants down. “If you don’t mind, I want you to come fuck me.”

           I scoff with disgust. “I don’t understand why you are so…” I pause, rewinding what she just said. “You want me to what?”

           “I’m stripping.” She says, sliding her hands into her panties. “I want you to come fuck me. Why else would I be stripping in my house with you here?”

           I shake my head. “I assumed Loryn…”

           “Loryn…” She interjects. “Is on vacation, remember?”

           My cock hardens without warning and my body stiffens, wanting to sexually attack her. She’s standing in front of me with only her bra, her beautifully curved body, and now, pantie-less. And the seductive smile on her face tells me she wants it just as badly as I do.

           “We fucked earlier today,” I say, almost wanting to play a game with her. “Wasn’t that enough for you?”

           She slowly slides her finger to her lips and bites down. She pulls it away and flashes her eyebrows. “It was enough for me, sir. But somehow, you’ve made me more mindful of what good sex is. And you know how to give me good sex.”

           I step closer to her, my eyes refusing to peel away from her body. “What if I don’t want it?”

           She blows a kiss toward my cock. “That beast inside your pants is telling me otherwise.”

           I smile. “I’m starting to wonder if I should only fuck girls that want a relationship.”

           “Exclusivity is so much better.” She argues softly and turns toward the arm of the couch. “And besides. I don’t think you’ll find a girl that’ll give you what you want as I can.”

           I softly run my fingers along the side of her ass, making her gasp and shiver. My smile can’t grow any larger as I enjoy this.

           I lean in so I can whisper in her ear. “You’re right, Harper. There is no other girl like you. That’s why we should be exclusively in a relationship.”

           “Nah…” She says and jolts as my fingers reach her clit. “Fuck…you can’t tease me.”

           I softly run my tongue along her neck and to her ear. “You have no idea what I’m about to do to you.”

           “You won’t break me.” She says.

           My fingers softly caress her clit and my smile turns sinister. “Game on.”

           I stand her up, turn her around, guide her over the arm of the couch, and lay her back so her legs are aimed up in the air. Within a swift beat, my face buries in between her legs.

           I slowly slide my tongue along her inner thigh, feeling her jolt and grind her body. Her shallow breaths and fast chuckles tell me my tongue pleases and tickles her at the same time.

           She slides her hands into my hair, but I quickly move them back, intertwining our fingers and forcing them above her head.

           “Who am I?” I ask with strong seduction radiating in my tone.

           “Sir.” She breathes so softly it’s almost inaudible, and her stomach spasms.

           “What does that mean?” I ask and sink my teeth into her inner thigh, so close to her pussy I know it causes pain and pleasure.

           “It…” She pauses and tightens her legs. “Red.”

           I quickly release my teeth and softly kiss her inner thigh. “I’m sorry.”

           “Do it again.” She pleads. “But softer. Don’t bite so hard.”

           Her revelation has my cock wanting to bust out of my pants and my heart skipping beats. It makes me hungry for her. And when I’m hungry, I like to pleasure my woman until she cannot handle it anymore…and that’s before I fuck her.

           I bite gently and release one of my hands from hers. “What does that mean when you call me sir?” I ask and slip a finger into her pussy while sucking on her inner thigh, allowing my teeth to slowly sink in more and more.

           “It means…” She cries in pleasure. “You’re in charge. And it means I have to do whatever you say.”

           I release my teeth. “Good girl. Why would it be bad to go against me?”

           My two fingers pleasure her clit while my thumb slides into her pussy and my ears fill with her pleasurable moans. “Because…” She says pleadingly. “If I don’t do what I’m told, I’ll be punished. But maybe I want to be punished.”

           “What are we, Harper?” I ask and quickly slide my tongue across her clit, making her legs close in on my head and her body thrust into the air.

           “No, Noah. That’s not fair.”

           I remove my thumb and slide my two fingers into her pussy while my tongue twirls and plays with her clit. My other hand slides to her hardened nipples and clamps down, sending her to arch her back and moan my fucking name.

           Her hands grip my hair while my tongue moves in ways she’s yet to ever feel. My fingers force her pussy walls to tighten around them, and I feel it…my mouth fills with what feels like my saliva, but I know it’s her come. Her moans prove it’s her come.

           My tongue doesn’t slow down, and my fingers don’t stop. My cock rubs against the side of the couch as I continue feeding myself and her body continues grinding into me.

           “Come fuck me.” She begs.

           “What are we?” I ask and return my tongue to her clit, causing her to spasm and moan.

           “Noah! I’m not fucking doing this. We are not dating. And this tease is not going to change that.”

           I wrap my mouth around her clit, covering part of her pelvis and pussy. I begin to thrust my chin against her pussy while my tongue twirls and massages her clit. Her body begins to ride my face like she’s fucking me.

           I slide my hand around one leg and wrap my other hand around her other leg, raising her higher and partially upside down. Her legs rest on my shoulders as she grinds her pussy against my chin and my tongue.

           “Jesus.” She pleads. “I’ve orgasmed and it’s running down my ass and stomach. Please! Fuck me. By the time you slide him in, I won’t have anything left.”

           I slide my hand to the edge of her asshole, my finger gently pressing against it and the sound of her moans growing louder tells me she’s allowing it.

           My cock is so full the precum is soaking my pants. I have no choice but to stop and slide my pants off. If I keep going, she’s right. There won’t be anything left in her. But I want her to say it.