We get off on our floor with several other people. As we walk to our suite, he puts his arm around me. I slide mine around his small waist and he pulls me close. His body and his musk floods my senses. I inhale deeply and just want to bury my nose in his armpit, drinking in his deliciousness! I can feel his mounds of muscles moving with each step. He is strong, and powerful, but graceful and fluid. "Aurei, have you always been mounds of muscles?"
He chuckles. "I guess. I started working out as soon as the testosterone started. I needed an outlet and it was something I could do year round. Eventually, I started training with other bodybuilders."
When we reach the door, I stand aside as Aurei enters the security code. He opens the door and pushes it wide for me. The view of him doing such a simple thing as opening the door for me, sends a wave of hot passion through me. I glide through and kick off my shoes. When he comes in, he turns his back to me to bolt the door and in one swift move, I pull my shirt over my head, and fling it at the couch. When the bolt clicks, I've already undone my bra and I toss it on the floor at his feet. When he bends down to pick it up, I wiggle out of my pants. By the time he turns around, I'm completely naked.
"Damn! You look absolutely fuckable standing there, Naked Thang."
"Umm hmm." I tease him. I grab my tits and push them together, then I pull my nipples and they bounce soft then harden. I hang my head then fling my hair. When our eyes meet, it is settling softly around my shoulders.
"Damn! You're a Wild Thang!"
"Umm hmm!" I tease him. I turn around, bend over and slap my ass hard. "Pow!" The sound pops the air. "Would you like to try to tame my tail?" I challenge him.
"Try?" He says convinced that won't be a problem.
"Umm hmm!" I stand back up and give him a Wonder Woman pose. Hands on my hips, chest pushed out.
"Damn! You're hot!"
"I am hot." I touch my pussy with my hand and make a sizzling sound. "Tssssst!"
He takes a step toward me. "Don't!"
"Don't what?" I ask as I retreat, circling to my right towards the desk. He advances slowly, following my trail. Not inserting my finger in my pussy, but tapping it, I grin at him with a truly wicked face and lick my lips. When my ass hits the desk, I pull the small chair out and spin it around between us. He stops, watching. "Would you like a lap dance now?" I ask as I lift my leg high and dramatically swing it wide, over the back of the chair and gently sit my toes down in the seat. "Or later?" I ask as I put my hands under my hair, lift my massive mane up and arch my back, pushing my tits towards him.
"Later." His voice is husky. He advances, closing the distance and I pick my foot up and place it on his chest and push. He stops, but doesn't retreat.
"You're not naked." I tell him.
He smiles as he pulls his shirt over his head in a move as swift as mine and drops it on the floor at my feet. "Better?" He asks grinning.
"Almost." I grin as I push off him and scoot my ass onto the desk and bring my knees up to my chin. He removes the chair from between us, and advances to me. "Unless you want to fuck me with your pants on, those have got to go." I point to his pants. He grins and starts to unbutton them. "That’s better." I tell him as I watch him unzip them. When he puts his hands on his ass, I lean back on the desk, and place my feet on his pecs. I prop on my arms and knead him with my toes as I purr like a kitten. His thunder flashes as he pushes his pants off his perfect fucking muscle. "Nice ass." I wink at him and he grins. He takes a step back and my feet fall back to the desk. As he looks down pushing his pants to his ankles, I spread my legs wide. He glances up and sees my inviting pussy. He stands up, ready to fuck with his cock pointing right at my target. I close my legs and wag my finger at him. "No, no, no. All the way off. I want you completely naked too. Your body should never wear clothes." We smile at each other. When he bends over to step out of his jeans, I do a middle split on the desk and roll my pussy flat on the surface. I lean over the edge and smack his perfect ass. "Pow!" The sound pops the air.
I hear him growl. It sounds like a threat. He cuts his eyes at me and the blood drains from my face. "Oh!" I say and my eyes grow big as saucers, watching his jaw harden as his teeth clench. That's a button I don't want to push again. He is dangerous.
"Careful, Wild Thang." He breathes the words.
"Sorry!" I whisper. "I ...." He lifts his face to look at me. When he sees my torso exposed over the edge of the desk, and my tits dangling down for him, he rocks back and squats. He reaches up and grabs hold of my tits. He strokes the nipples and they draw up, pushing out into his hands. He rolls the buttons around his palm, playing, teasing, then he pinches them and pulls. "Oui." I exclaim. He releases them and they bounce back into place. My eyes water as I blink.
"I don’t play fair." He warns me.
"How do you play?" I whisper.
"I don’t get even. I get ahead. Always." He pinches and pulls again. "Be warned. Don’t."
I pause, catching my breath from the panic I felt and now the pain. "Or else?" I whisper.
"Something like that." He pinches a nipple and holds me in place with it as he stands. I watch his perfect body, ripple and flex as it passes inches from my face. I can feel his magnetism turned on high. His body radiating heat and musk as he stands tall over me. He puts his other hand on my back, spreading his fingers wide between my shoulder blades and he runs it down to my ass with a soft, caressing stroke. His hand feels large, dominating, and controlling. At my ass, he slides his middle finger down into my crack. When the tip touches my pussy, he teases me, then backs it out and drags his big hand all the way to my hair. All the while his fingers are twisting, teasing my nipple, while it is captive in his hand. The feeling of being dominated by a Master is overwhelming and I’m in awe that this simple exhibition produces such a strong feeling of submission over me. But when he puts his hand in my hair, wraps his fingers in it, and then jerks my head back, instead of relinquishing control of myself to him, which I know he wants and is expecting, and which I just wanted too, this move has the opposite effect on me. It makes my wild flame burn hot and I'm ready to combust! My pussy soaks the desk and a bead of sweat breaks out on my lip. I desperately fight the urge to flex on the hard surface and massage my throbbing clit to climax. My wildness flashes him.
"You are such a tease." He whispers as he flexes his fingers in my hair, caressing the thickness. "Such a beautiful, naughty tease. I have a feeling I have my work cut out for me taming your tail." He lets my nipple go, and squats again in front of me as he pulls my head up by my hair to look into his eyes. I close them and I feel his breath on my face. The pain, but the pleasure too, is so intense. "Look at me." He commands.
I open my eyes and gaze into his green emerald pools of control. I no longer see the dangerous man. I see the gaze of a dominant Master, who is willing to take me as I am and treat me like his angel. But then his eyes search mine, looking deeper and I sigh, closing them again, shutting out the vision I see of someone who would treat me like a goddess if I will only obey him. If.... If I can obey. My wild eyes fill with tears and I drop my face. My clit throbs against the desk while my tits yearn for his touch. My heart and soul hug each other in my chest, knowing my nature is as independent, as controlling and as dominant as his. I know it isn’t a question of if we will battle, but for how long will we battle before one of us wins or both of us lose.
"Ah, My Little, Wild Thang." He says, "Look at me."
When I raise my eyes to his, he is smiling at me. That beautiful smile accepts me.
His hand goes to my throat and he gently forces my face back to his. He kisses me, speaking with his mouth what words cannot say.
I try to be passive, but his touch, his mouth, bring my passion roaring to the surface and I seize his head, holding him to me, kissing him as wildly as I feel.
He moans as his gentle kiss changes to match mine and as he starts to stand, I squeeze my legs together, coming out of the split. With our lips locked, he steps to me and picks my ass off the desk as I wrap my legs around him. The dancer in me pulls my body to his and I glide onto his cock with perfect union. Releasing our kiss as I lean my head back pushing his head away, I gasp, "Ah." His cock hardens and throbs in me. My pussy screams for movement, and my clit demands to explode. I open my eyes and stare into his. The intensity I see boring into mine, tells my heart and my soul that he will never let me go. Regardless of submission, regardless of taming my tail, I am his. I belong to him.