I couldn't have hoped for a better response. I will get his age out of him, even if I have to keep him here all morning. In fact, I hope he holds out for a little while. I think I might enjoy this.
I turn the vibrator off, placing it down on the bed, and he slowly opens his eyes. I wait for them to fall on mine. 'Are you going to tell me how old you are?' I ask, completely composed.
'No, I'm not.'
'Why are you being such a stubborn arse?' I ask. It's hard to keep the irritation from my tone. I don't want him to think he's winding me up, but even now he's impossible.
'Am I not your stubborn God?' he asks on a small smirk.
He won't be smirking in a minute. I lift myself to my knees and hold his eyes while I tuck my thumbs into the top of my lace knickers. 'This morning you're an arse.' I slowly draw my knickers down my thighs to my knees, and he follows their path with lust filled eyes. I can see the pulse in his erection beating regularly. 'Wouldn't you like to help me out here?' My voice is seductive and soft as I slowly lick my fingers and slide them down my front to my thighs.
His cheeks puff out again as he watches my hand slip between my legs. 'Ava, undo these cuffs now so I can fuck you until you're seeing stars.' His voice is calm, but I know he is anything but.
I slip my fingers over my clitoris and brush gently on a little gasp of air. It's not Jesse, but it still feels good. 'Tell me.'
'No.' He rests his head back. 'Remove the cuffs.'
I shake my head at my stubborn man and drop my hands to either side of his hips.
Stars? Oh, he'll be the one seeing stars. I rest my lips on his lower stomach next to his scar and circle my tongue in a few slow, sweeping laps before crawling up his body and kicking off my knickers on my way. I look down at him, but he refuses to open his eyes, so I kiss the corner of his mouth. It works. His head turns instinctively and his lips part as he takes my lips. I press down on his groin, my wetness causing me to slide up and down with ease.
'Oh, Jesus, Ava, please.'
'Tell me.' I bite his bottom lip and drag it through my teeth, but he just shakes his head lightly. I break our fused mouths. 'Fine, have it your way.' I rise and reposition myself back between his thighs and collect my weapon of mass destruction from the bed.
'Put it down.' His tone is full of warning, but I ignore him. I flick it on again, saying nothing. 'Ava, I swear to God!' The anger is returning. I hold his eyes as I slowly take the vibrator down to the apex of my thighs. 'Don't!' He throws his head back in total misery.
I can't believe he is putting himself through this. He can stop it in a heartbeat. Damn it, I want him to look at me. I swiftly change my destination and hold the vibrator out, slowly skimming it over his beautiful, beating cock. He jerks erratically. The bed shakes.
'Fuck! Ava, fucking fuck, fuck, fuck!' he yells, but his eyes are still firmly closed. I can't make him look at me, but I'll make damn sure he hears me. I return the vibrator to myself and rest the drumming head at the top of my clitoris.
Holy fucking shit!
I gasp, my knees shaking, as I jerk at the full force of its power stabbing me straight at my core. 'Ohhhhhhh, Goddddd!' I moan, and then increase the pressure slightly. That feels really nice.
His eyes snap open, his breathing all over the place and a heavy shimmer of sweat has formed a river in the crease on his forehead. His face is pure torture. I almost feel guilty.
'Ava, all of your pleasure comes from me.'
'Not today.' I muse, closing my eyes on a sigh.
'Ava!' he barks, clanging the cuffs against the headboard. 'Fuck! Ava, you're pushing it!'
I keep my eyes closed. 'Hmmm.' I hum, jerking slightly as the consistent vibrations tickle the tip of my clit.