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Part 4 of Squirming, Restraint and Yield
OR: You make Joel jealous.
--“What did you ask him to do?”
“Nothing. I didn’t…want to ask him to do anything. I just wanted him to do it, if that makes sense.”
You wanted Joel. You wanted the experience he has, the way he knows just how to touch you. You never have to tell him what or how, he just does. Talking about your sexual frustration and thinking about all the ways he’s made you come, a heady sensation simmers in the cradle of your hips. Wet warmth blooms between your thighs, dampening your underwear.
“What would you ask for? If you did ask.”
His question catches you off guard. He doesn’t usually want to talk about this, never addressing it head on. Too weary to put up a fight anymore, you see your opportunity and take it.
“Around the fire, they were talking about someone eating someone’s pussy. I want that.”
At the word “pussy”, he jolts. “What the fuck? What the hell were you talking about that for?”
“I wasn’t!” you exclaim. “They were.” You chew your lip for a moment. “But I mean…I was curious.”
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Cradled in his hold, perched on his thigh, forced to come because of the way he’s making you move, you rest your forehead against his and look down at his lap. He’s hard, a thick bulge reaching from the apex of his jeans up towards his hip, the lewd image forcing your lips to part with a pant –
His hand nudges your chin back up. “Eyes on me, darlin’. Keep ‘em up here. Right on mine.”
“Please,” you plead, begging. “Can I see it?”
The constant question, the thing he keeps denying you. You want it in your hand, in your mouth. You want to touch it, taste it, see it with your own eyes to know if it’s as big as it looks hidden beneath his fly or as thick as it feels when he’s pressed it against you. It’s a line he won’t cross, and though you ask him the same question every time, every time it seems to wage a war within his eyes.
“Let me make you feel good,” you push, hoping this will be the time he breaks. “Please.”
OR, after a brush with danger, Joel gives in to what you've been begging for...sort of.
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He’s so…much. So much man, so handsome and thick-bodied, solid and formidable. Your eyes devour the coarse hair that gathers at his sternum and spreads across his chest and down. His skin is marred and nicked with survival and age, and there is something so arousing about the experience his body holds — the years he’s lived, the formation from teen to young adult to a man and beyond.
Or, you beg Joel to put it in.
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Unable to sleep while you share a sleeping bag with Joel, he lends you a hand.
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After weeks of working overtime, between looming deadlines and a dreaded annual performance review something just had to give. The AC gave out first. You weren’t far behind.
Can the repairman fix it? Will you let him?
(you’re an overachiever burning out in a corporate job and he’s just a guy who’s fixing your AC—until he’s not)
Series
- Part 1 of Gifted Kid Burnout