Chapter 5
Wanda giggled loudly as she followed behind me, and it felt impossible to keep the smile from creeping onto my face. Not that I would want to stop it; this was the happiest I had ever felt in my life. The woman that I loved more than the air I got to breathe, saw me for everything that I was and still wanted to spend her life with me. There was no greater feeling of joy than to know that she would choose me no matter what. I pulled our door open and quickly escorted her through the door, making sure to lock it behind us. Her eyes were twinkling as she looked at me and it was something that made my heart boil with the need to tell her how much I adored her. I had never thought that a day like this would come and I would find someone who accepted me for every bad thing I’d ever done and still loved me despite it.
“Natty…” She whined, gently stomping her foot.
“I thought we worked on that patience of yours.” I said with a low laugh.
“Not well enough.” She said with a giggle and a shrug.
“Come here.” I said, shaking my head gently.
She smiled widely and made her way over as quickly as her legs could carry her. She almost slammed me back into the door but I was able to spin us so that her back was against the door, a whimper leaving her mouth. I couldn’t help but smile at the surprised noise that left her and leaned forward to ghost my lips over hers, hearing her gasp in excitement. One of my favorite things would always be how reactive she was to everything I did. I never had to guess how she felt about anything I did, she always made sure that I knew how she felt. Her head kept bobbing forward, wanting to chase after my lips but doing her best to refrain from it and it was adorable to watch the battle raging within her. I limited her battle and moved my lips to her neck to give her a final chance to use her brain tonight.
“You’re going to be good and let me play, right princess?” I asked as I softly kissed her neck.
“Please.” She begged.
“Answer my question for me.” I demanded softly.
“Please play. Anything you want. Just please.” She whined loudly.
“My pretty little toy. Such a sweet plaything for me to use.” I purred before biting her neck firmly.
She whined, nails digging into my shoulders while pleasure flooded her senses. I couldn’t help but smirk against her before tugging on her shirt to pull her toward the bed. I easily discarded my clothes as quickly as I could before I got to work on getting her clothes off. She did what she could to help and she was naked quickly. I pushed her down on her back and crawled over her, attaching my lips to hers. She moaned, her entire body arching up into me as our lips worked against each other. I slid my leg between hers and pressed my thigh into her core, grinning when a loud whine vibrated against my lips. Without needing instruction, she began to grind her hips against me, coating my thigh as she moved. I pulled myself away from her so that I could watch the show she was giving me. Her eyes were looking at me, pleading with me to give her more than what she was getting but she knew she couldn’t ask for it yet. I’d decided that she was ready for more from me and slid off of the bed, smirking at the desperate whine that left her the second she lost contact with me. Maybe it was torture to continue to tease her and not let her cum, but the build-up would be more than worth it. I searched the bedside table for my next torture object. When I found what I was looking for, I got back on the bed and knelt between her legs.
“Color?” I asked, turning the vibrator on the lowest setting.
“Green. Neon green.” She said breathlessly.
“Such a good girl.” I purred, dragging the vibrator along her thigh.
Her eyes snapped shut as her head flew back and I realized how sensitive she was everywhere. Her back arched as she desperately tried to move the vibrator to where she needed to feel it most and I just watched in amusement. Normally, she would start to get huffy when she wasn’t getting what she wanted to immediately, but tonight, she was fine with going at whatever pace I wanted to go at. Completely willing to give up any ounce of power she may have, and allow me to make the decisions for her. I experimentally rolled the vibrator up and down her thigh, smiling while she did her best to chase after the toy and feel it between her legs where her throbbing clit was screaming for attention. Her eyes shot open, pleading with me when I switched the toy to the other thigh. Her hands twisted in the sheets, fighting against her urge to move the vibrator herself.
“Have you had enough teasing? Would you like for me to give your needy clit some attention?” I asked in a mocking tone.
“Please, Natty.” She whined, panting while she tried to keep herself under control.
I took a deep breath, attempting to control myself just as much as she was controlling herself. Slowly, I allowed the vibratory to roll down her thigh and toward her clit. Her breathing grew heavier the closer I got and it was almost enough to make me speed up my movements. When I hovered the toy over her clit, her hips jerked up, needing to fully feel it against her. With my free hand, I pushed her hips back down against the bed, groaning when she whined loudly in displeasure. While keeping her hips pinned to the bed, I pressed the vibrator firmly against her clit, ripping a strangled moan from somewhere deep within her. Her hands twisted even more in the sheets as moans spilled from her lips and she rutted against the toy. She was so mesmerizing that I almost wanted to let her cum now. I was addicted to the sounds she was making and they were begging me to give in and let her cum now. Reluctantly, I moved the vibrator up her body, dragging it over her nipples and smirking when it left behind wetness from being against her clit. Deciding I couldn’t let it go to waste, I attached my lips to her nipple and cleaned it off, moaning when I tasted her. I kept the toy against her other nipple while she laced her fingers in my hair. I let her nipple go with a pop and switched sides, drinking in the needy moan that fell from her lips as her grip tightened. I pulled away, nipping gently at the delicate skin against my lips and she pulled me back by my hair, making me look at the pleading look on her face, begging me to do more, screaming that she needed more. But I wanted her to tell me exactly what she wanted from me so that I could make it happen. I turned off the vibrator, tossing it to the floor to be cleaned later, and took a steadying breath as I scanned her face.
“Use your words for me detka.” I gently encouraged her.
“Wanna ride the strap. Please.” She groaned in desperation.
“So good, telling me what you need.” I said, offering her praise before slipping out of bed.
She whined in protest, not wanting me to be that far away from her but I laughed under my breath and made my way to the closet. I wanted to give her everything she wanted, especially tonight, and I would agree to anything she asked for. In return, she was going to let me do anything I wanted to her as long as it continued to make her feel good and that was all I was ever worried about. I found the toy I knew she liked the most and stepped into the harness before making my way back to where she was on the bed. Her eyes went wide when she saw me and a whine left her mouth. She leaned forward on her elbows and her mouth fell open as she watched me. It was something that intensified the throbbing that my clit was experiencing. I swallowed thickly and closed the distance between the bed and myself, ignoring the almost animalistic desire I had to devour Wanda for looking at me the way she was. She scooted herself forward on the bed and decided that tonight was the night that she wanted to kill me. Her hand grabbed the toy and pulled me forward until my thighs were against the bed and once I was as close as she wanted, she wrapped her lips around the end of the toy and slowly began to bob her head. My head felt like it was going to explode from what I was watching her do. I had always questioned why men enjoyed watching women do this until I saw Wanda doing it to me. And she knew what it did to me, but the second that her brain got foggy, the only thing she wanted to do was have something to keep her mouth occupied. Something I would always indulge her in. She was pushing the toy back against me, hitting my clit every time she bobbed her head and it took all of my strength to not jerk my hips forward. She moaned around the toy and I couldn’t help but thread my fingers through her hair. A soft sigh escaped her lips when I tightened my grip. When I couldn’t take it anymore, I pulled her head back, groaning when she looked up at me with glassy eyes.
“Come on, pretty girl, you did such a good job getting it ready.” I rasped.
She nodded and sat up on the bed, waiting for me to get on the bed and situate myself. I found my place on the bed and rested my head back against the pillow before she crawled over to me eagerly. She slowly situated herself over the toy, taking her time to lower her hips. I waited patiently, rubbing her thighs gently as they shook under my touch. She moaned gently as she stretched around the toy and I watched, completely mesmerized by her. Once the entire toy was inside her, she stilled herself, letting her body adjust to the toy before she did anything. Her eyes were closed and she was taking deep breaths while her thighs continued to tremble. Slowly, her eyes opened and she looked at me with blown pupils. My eyes searched hers, trying to make sure that she was okay and still comfortable with this. She gave me a nod before grabbing one of my hands and playing with my fingers. I knew exactly what she wanted, she just didn’t want to say it, so I slowly pulled my hand away and brought my fingers to her lips. A soft smile grew on her lips as she wrapped her lips around my fingers and began to gently suck on them while she rocked her hips. She easily found a pace that worked for her and I watched in awe as she worked to reach her orgasm. It was intoxicating to listen to her chase after her own pleasure, there was no sound that I enjoyed more than hearing her feel pleasure only I was responsible for. I could tell she was getting closer and closer and soon she wouldn’t be able to hold off her orgasm for too much longer and I wanted to give her permission to feel the pleasure she was working toward.
“You’ve been such a good girl for me, sweetheart. Always so good for me. Does my good girl want to cum?” I asked, feigning pity as I pulled my fingers from her mouth.
“Please Natty.” She whined in frustration.
“Make a mess for me love, show me how good only I can make you feel.” I commanded, moving my hand to rub her clit with my now wet fingers.
As if an explosion went off in her body, her hips jerked wildly as more and more moans tumbled from her mouth. Her body was twitching and shaking as aftershocks rolled through her muscles and she fell forward on my body, breathing heavily while I gently rubbed her back to help her calm down. Everything moved at her pace, I didn’t want to rush her and hurt her so she didn’t move until she wanted to. A whine left her as she lifted herself off of the toy and she helped me rid myself of it before curling herself into my side, head coming to rest on my chest. I moved my hand to her hair and gently scratched, knowing she enjoyed it and it relaxed her faster than anything.
“Tired?” I whispered.
“Mhm.” She mumbled, nodding against me.
“Get your sleep love bug.” I said, kissing her gently on the forehead.
“I love you so much.” She whispered sleepily.
“I love you too, Wanda.” I said, holding her tightly against me.