Their tongues dueled, and she whimpered as he kept tugging on the chain, letting the tension lessen before pulling again. It was a throbbing, aching counterpoint to the pleasure of his kiss. She wanted to squirm, to squeeze her thighs together and put pressure on the ache between her legs, but she couldn’t.
When he finally released the tension entirely, ending the kiss at the same time, she pulled back, panting, and stared down at him. While he wasn’t exactly smiling, there was a smugness in his expression that made it almost look like a smirk.
“Good girl,” he murmured. “Now hold still.”
Yasmine almost asked for what, but then she felt it. Pressure between her legs, something sliding into her. Smooth, cool, and followed by the rough warmth of his fingers as he pushed the vibrator inside her. His thumb pressed against her clit, and she gasped, clenching around the toy and his fingers before they moved away.
“Now, get on the floor. On your knees. You can use your hands if you need.”
She gave him a scornful glance and kept her hands locked in place on her elbows behind her as she maneuvered herself off his lap and onto the floor. Just as her knees hit the carpet, the vibrator suddenly turned on, fast and strong, and she moaned at the sensation before it receded.
When she focused on Zeus’ face again, he was definitely smiling. The big jerk.
“Knees apart,” he ordered her. “I want to feel them touching the insides of my feet. But don’t you dare let that vibrator fall out of you.”
A challenge. Yasmine could do that. She tightened her core muscles as she spread her knees, pressing the outsides against his feet. Zeus’ hand slid into his pocket, pulling out a condom, which he opened before freeing his cock from his pants and rolling it over the thick length. The orange color made her grin, because it was so bright and cheery, and almost too frivolous for a guy like him. It didn’t match his outer aura, though she was starting to wonder if it might match his inner one.
He had an unexpected playful side, one that wasn’t immediately obvious. She wondered how many people he actually shared it with since he seemed quite guarded most of the time.
Claudia sure as hell hadn’t mentioned it.
Then, all the thoughts flew out of her mind as Zeus’ hand slipped around her head, his fingers closing around her ponytail and pulling her head forward and down to his cock. Obligingly, she opened her mouth to take him between her lips.
And almost started laughing.
The flavor of the condom matched the color.
Zeus
Normally, Zeus would object to a woman taking his dick into her mouth and laughing, but since he knew exactly what was amusing Yas, he didn’t mind at all. He’d enjoyed surprising her with a flavored condom rather than a totally bland one.
Letting the curves of his mouth curl upward, he met her dark, laughing eyes as she looked up at him. She made such a pretty picture—on her knees between his, arms folded behind her back, nipples dark red and turning darker between the black rubber tips of the clamps. The long length of her hair brushed against her shoulders as he lifted her head, then pushed her back down again.
Her head bent, obscuring her gaze again as she focused on taking the length of him into her mouth. Down, down she went until he hit the back of her throat and she choked a little. At that exact moment, he turned up the vibrator again and felt her moan around his cock.
Holding her there for a moment, Zeus enjoyed the feel of suction around his dick, her tongue sliding along the underside of his cock, before pulling back up again. Up and down, nice and slow, letting her suck hard as he moved her. All the while, he played with the vibrator, testing the remote settings, seeing which ones made her moan and whimper again.
When her knees started to move together, no longer touching the insides of his feet, he reached forward to give the chain connecting her nipples a sharp tug. She cried out around his cock.
“Legs spread, princess,” he murmured. “Keep those knees apart.”
The hot, angry look she shot him made him grin. He’d be willing to bet she was having trouble keeping that vibrator inside her pussy as it got wetter and wetter. Clenching might help keep it in place… or it might force it right out. Zeus was willing to bet on the latter. He was looking forward to when it inevitably dropped, and he had a good excuse to finally spank her ass.
Not that he needed an excuse—Yas would happily go over his knee if that was what he wanted—but she would be more aroused if there was one. Yas was the type of submissive who liked to be naughty, then punished for it. Going through her limits and what she liked had been very revealing.
There were plenty of things he could spank her for from before he’d found out that she was kinky—like going into Sarah’s house all by herself—but he’d rather focus it on things happening here and now. She hadn’t been under his authority then.
She was now.
And he rather enjoyed making her so aroused, she wouldn’t be able to hold the toy in her pussy, but letting her have the tantalizing hope that she would… all while feeling it slowly slip from her grasp. Not that she wasn’t going to enjoy her punishment—he would make sure she did—but there was something about making her earn it that appealed to his dominant side and that he knew would stoke her submissive needs.
“That’s it, princess,” he murmured, tugging her hair to pull her up before pushing her back down again, this time a little harder, forcing her down farther, making her take his cock in deeper. He could feel her choke, feel the head of his dick as it slipped past the entrance to her throat, feel the muscles tighten around it. Her cry was muffled by the thick length pressing down on her tongue. “You look so pretty choking on my dick. If you need to safe word, tap my leg.”
There was a humming sound from the back of her throat as he let her up again, then pushed her back down. He could feel her struggling to take his dick as he forced her head down, his hips moving to thrust upward and push his entire length between her lips. The vibrations of her hum felt like they were traveling up his spine, and he groaned, his fingers tightening on the base of her ponytail.
He started using her mouth harder, listening to her choke and gasp as he fucked her mouth for his pleasure. With his free hand, he pressed the button on the remote to turn the vibrations up all the way and felt her scream around his cock. Her throat muscles worked, tightening and squeezing every time he forced her lips down to the base of his dick and buried her nose in his pubic hair.
The wet splash of her tears against his thighs didn’t deter him. Her hands were still locked into place behind her back of her own choice. She wasn’t even trying to stop him, letting him guide her head up and down on his cock, letting him use her as he pleased.