fine job of this, Mrs Richmond. Your customary attention to detail will be appreciated.”
Thea needed no second telling. She scurried off the bed to locate a condom, then leaned across him to undo the zip on his jeans. The button at the waist was already open. She drew his jeans down his legs, and thanked him when he lifted first one then the other to ease her task. She dropped the discarded clothing on the floor and paused to admire his solid cock.
A naked Tony was a rare and beautiful sight. She knew him intimately, knew his moods, his preferences, his tastes. He had been inside her in every which way conceivable. He had explored every inch of her body, he was familiar with every intimate detail, there was no part of her he had not penetrated, used, pleasured, yet she would not have to take off a second glove to count the number of times she’d actually seen him naked. She was in no hurry to conclude the experience.
She crawled back onto the bed and knelt at his side. He looked at her, one eyebrow raised.
“Is there a problem, Thea? Some reason why you’re not lowering your hot, wet cunt onto my cock right at this moment?”
She shook her head, and moved to straddle him. His hands at her waist stopped her.
“Thea? Tell me.”
“How do you do that? Always know?”
“Like you said earlier, I’m a Dom who takes notice. So?”
“I just, it’s just that I hardly ever get to see you—like this. You’re beautiful.”
“Kind words, Thea. And while we’re exchanging pleasantries, so are you. Now we’ve established that, the reason you’re not getting busy with that condom and jumping my bones is…?”
“I want to look.”
“You are looking.”
“I want to look some more. And touch you. I’d like to explore, and take my time. Like you do.”
“I’m a Dom. You’re a submissive so you do as you’re told.”
Disappointed, and chastened, Thea dropped her gaze. “Of course. I’m sorry, Sir.” She tore the end off the foil wrapper she still clutched in her hand and reached for his thick, long cock.
“Okay. Take your time, as much as you want.”
“Really?”
“Really. I haven’t thanked you properly yet for the all-nighter you pulled yesterday. The least I can do is let you do this your way. I’m all yours.”
“You mean that? You won't hurry me or suddenly grab me and…”
“Do not push your luck, Mrs Richmond. I promise to try. That’s all.” He lay back against the pillows and winked at her. Then he closed his eyes and folded his arms behind his head, the very picture of a relaxed male about to be pleasured.
Thea started as he so often did, at the top. She leaned across him to nibble her way from one shoulder to the other, allowing her breasts to scrape across his chest. He shifted under her, but remained in position. So far so good.
She shuffled a little bit further down, and flicked his left nipple with the tip of her tongue. It was flat, a dark pink button, hard but not obviously swollen and throbbing like her own. Even so, the contact did make him writhe a little. She tried again, this time on the other side. A low growl suggested to her that she may have even less time than she’d hoped. For a Dom whose patience seemed endless when drawing out her responses, he had a very low threshold when on the receiving end of a dose of erotic teasing himself.
Interesting.
Thea reached for his cock and wrapped her hand around it. At the base where it was thickest her fingers only just met. She squeezed and drew her hand up, stroking the entire length from base to tip. Droplets appeared, and she smeared those across the smooth, round head. His erection jerked in her hand so she tightened her grip. She rubbed the pad of her thumb over the dark pink tip, loving the way he leaked more moisture onto her hand. She pumped her fist up and down the shaft several times, and watched his face contort as she did so. A submissive to her core, Thea nevertheless enjoyed the heady sense of power that his response gave her, the knowledge that she could do this to him. She held his pleasure in her hands, quite literally.
But she had more than her hands at her disposal. Holding his cock still, she wriggled lower and lay between his thighs, her face poised above him. She lowered her head