Ethan
I had the week planned with Lexi. I was going to tease the fuck out of her. This was going to be the week that I broke her, but work had to get in the way.
I had to fly out of town. I want to open a mall in Washington, but the powers that be are making it very difficult. I asked Lexi to come with me, but she had a few appointments she couldn't get out of. I wasn't happy about it, but I had to follow our agreement. She had already told me she needed a day’s notice for anything close by and at least a few days if she had to fly with me. It makes sense.
I’m excited to see her. I’ve already planned how I'll tease her today. I want her begging by Sunday. I know she wants it too. I just need to make her think it’s her idea. I sent her a message telling her to be at the apartment by the time I got back.
Opening the door to my apartment, I look around for her. She’s in the kitchen putting sweets into some jar-looking thing. That girl snacks too much. If she’s not eating a meal, then she’s eating chips, cinnamon buns, or pretzels. She’s wearing another dress, and I hate it. They show her amazing legs, and it just makes me want them wrapped around me.
The other day when I fed her, and she moaned… Fuck if my cock didn’t stay so goddamn hard after that.
“Hey.” Her voice breaks me away from my thoughts. I look at her smiling at me as I close the door.
“Hello, yourself.” I walk over to her, stopping far enough that I won’t lose control but close enough to smell her sweet fragrance. I can start my teasing now. I need her to give in, and soon.
“I picked up some cakes. Would you like some coffee to go with them?” She walks around the counter and fills a mug for me while I open the cake box from my mom’s shop. “Okay, so I bought four, but I ate two of them. Count yourself lucky that I left you two.” She hands me a mug, and I can’t help but smile at her defending herself about eating cake.
“Which one do you want?” I ask, and she looks at me in surprise. I get it. I have been rude to her so many times, but that’s just the way I am. After thinking about it, I realized that maybe if I were nicer to her, she might break sooner.
“You can choose since I already ate two.” She starts laughing, and it's the fucking cutest sound I think I’ve ever heard. I pick up a red velvet cake and put it on the plate for her, then take the lemon cake for myself before following her to the couch.
“How was your meeting?” she asks, bringing her legs up on the couch.
My eyes remain on her legs a little longer than I wanted them to. “Not great. Actually, it was pretty fucking annoying,” I say, putting the cake on the couch as I shift my position. Fuck you, hard-on.
“I’m sorry. Here, try this.” She brings her fork closer to me. The way she's looking at me makes me think she's teasing me just as much as I'm teasing her. I bring my lips to the fork and watch her staring at me. “Good, right?”
“Very.” I put my mug on the table before offering her some of my cake. She returns the favor, watching me carefully as she closes her lips around the fork. My cock twitches in my pants as I look at her. How far can I push her today?
“Your mom sure can bake. That's so good,” she smiles. “Do you want to watch a movie?” Putting her cake on the table, she gets up and walks over to the DVDs, leaving me to watch her body as she moves around. “What do you want to watch?”
“You getting naked.” Shit, I meant to say that in my head.
She turns around and rolls her eyes at me. I know Lexi thinks it annoys me when she rolls her eyes, but I like it. She watches me long enough to make me wonder if she might be considering it.
“And what would I be doing naked?” Her eyes don’t leave mine.
Am I shocked she asked? Yes, but that just proves she’s playing the game too. I have to play this right, because if I say the wrong thing, this could all go south for me. But, if I play it right, she might just play along. God, I hope she plays along.
I lean back on the couch. “You would be slowly trailing your fingers down your neck and over your breasts.” I pause for a moment, watching how she reacts.
She bites her bottom lip. “Like this?” Her finger moves slowly down her neck and her chest before she stops and looks at me.
She’s waiting for me to tell her more. God, she hasn’t even touched herself properly and my cock is pounding. “Play with your left nipple.” Her hand moves beneath the collar of her dress, and I can see she’s not wearing a bra as she starts playing with her nipple. “Pinch it.” She does as I tell her, keeping her eyes on mine. “Remove your hand.” Just like that she does. She's turned on, and I can see she wants more. “Do you masturbate?”
“I do. Sometimes I use my vibrator,” she says then licks her lips. “Do you?”
I watch her for a moment. “Seems the last few days, I’ve had to.” I’m not going to lie about it. All I have thought about is her. How her skin would feel next to mine, or how her mouth would feel around my cock. I have been hard as fuck, and I need a release.
She goes to move. “Stop,” I tell her, and she does. “I want to watch you touch yourself.” Even I can hear the hunger in my tone, so I know she can hear it.
She looks at me for a moment. Is she fighting with herself? Is she going to play the game? I want to tease her, but I get the feeling she wants to tease me too.
Slowly, she lifts her dress and, God, I mean slowly. I take a deep breath when I see her red lace underwear. My heart beats faster by the second as I watch her move her panties to the side just enough to give me an unobstructed view of what's hidden.
“What would you be doing while I’m touching myself?” she asks, her other hand stopping at her thigh.
I watch her hand slide a little closer to its goal then pausing before moving again. “Trying very fucking hard not to fuck you.” I'm not lying either. It’s taking all the self-control I can muster to not jump off the couch and take her now.
“I was hoping you would be stroking yourself as you watch me,” she says, her finger circling her clit. Fuck. She bites her lip, her eyes on me, waiting for me to join her.
I undo my button and pull my zipper down, then pull my jeans and boxers down enough to let my hard cock bounce up and out. Her eyes travel down my body, and she licks her lips as I stroke myself slowly.
“Stop,” I tell her. “Come here.” She stops moving her hands but doesn’t move toward the couch. She knows I can’t ask her for sex, but nothing is preventing her from asking me for it. Nothing except her. Even I can see she isn't ready to break our deal just yet. “Come here,” I say a little louder.
She looks at her watch, then pushes herself off the shelves and walks over slowly. She stops in front of me and watches as I stroke my cock with one hand. I grab her right hand with the other and bring it to my lips. God, she smells fucking amazing. I put her fingers in my mouth and taste her. She tastes like heaven. Her moans cause me to pump harder on my cock.
I drop her hand. “Put them inside you,” I tell her, and without a second thought, she pushes her fingers inside. She needs this just as much as I do. I wonder when she last had sex. Hopefully long enough ago to make it easier to get her to cave.
Does it get any better than this? She's sitting across from me, on the chair with her legs open wide as she fucks herself, and she's sexy as hell. Moving from the couch, I kneel in front of her knees and get ready to prove myself. There's nothing that says I can’t provide her a little sexual release.
I know the second I touch her will be the beginning of the end for me. Her eyes are watching my hand on her thigh moving up slowly to the red lace material. I’m not sure what has come over me, but I rip it off her. I can’t stop myself, but I need to reign in some control. She wants me to try and fuck her so she can get out of this deal. I need to hear her to beg me for it.
Lexi takes in a sharp breath. “Oh, fuck,” I lick my lips as I watch her pump her fingers in and out of her pussy.
I take her hand away and bring her fingers to my lips and suck. I suck until her fingers are free of any of her juice.
“We should stop,” she whispers.
I look at her to see if she's serious or if she's playing me, but I can’t tell. “We should.”
I move closer to her, my tongue softly touching her clit. Her moan is all I need to hear for me to carry on. Taking my free hand, I put my finger on her entrance, but don’t put them in all the way. I know that if my fingers go in, I won’t stop. Fuck! Fuck! I need more. My tongue pushes harder against her clit. When she moans again, I lose focus on everything else around me.
I hear a knock at the door. FUCK!
“Ethan, I need to talk to you! Now!” Jackie shouts.
I look at Lexi smiling. She thinks she’s won this round, but she hasn’t; not even a little bit. I got a taste of her, and it’s only a matter of time before she finally breaks.
Zipping my trousers, I watch Lexi pick up her panties and throw them in the trash, then walk over to the jars and grab a handful of sweets. Shaking my head, I open the door.
“Jackie, nice of you to call before you came over,” I say as I move to the side, letting her into the apartment.
“I tried to call you, but it kept going to voicemail. I called Lexi to let her know.”
I look over at Lexi still smiling at me. She knew this would happen. She knew we would get stopped, and that’s why she looked at her watch. Picking up the abandoned cake, she starts eating it. Where the fuck does she put it all?
“What’s up?” I follow her to the couch to join Lexi. Concentrating on Jackie’s conversation is hard when I know Lexi has no underwear on.
“You owe me a favor and I’m here to collect,” Jackie says, and Lexi’s smile seems to be getting bigger. What's going on? “I need Lexi for one client.” She puts her hand up to stop me arguing. “You took my best girl, and I allowed it, but now I need her for a client for the weekend.” Lexi reads the file Jackie has just handed her, and starts looking through it. I don’t know what she's playing at, because we both know she had this planned.
I can’t fight Jackie. “Which weekend?” I ask, watching Lexi lick her fork as she eye-fucks me. Fucking tease.
“She leaves tonight. I have her bags with me, already packed.” Jackie hands Lexi an envelope. “I’ll meet you in the car.” Jackie thanks me then leaves the apartment.
Closing the door behind her, I watch Lexi still smiling at me. “You knew about this?” I walk over to her as she nods. She takes a step back until she hits the wall with my arms caging her in. “That wasn’t very nice. Now I have all weekend to think of a punishment.”
“I’m your call girl, not your submissive, so screw your punishment,” she says then ducks under my arms. I grab her by the wrist and pull her closer to me.
“When you come back, we'll pick this up where it was stopped,” I whisper in her ear.
She tiptoes away. “If you want to fuck me, then break the contract.”
“If I do, will you go out on a date with me?” I ask her. I already know the answer to the question, but it’s worth a try.
“No.”
“I'll break you, Lexi, and when I do, you will be screaming my name in ecstasy,” I tell her as she walks out the door.
God, she's a tease and playing me at my own game. But, I must admit, I’m fucking loving it. Now I know there will be no limits in the bedroom; she will be open to anything. Just by watching her today, I'm aware of that much.
She will come back with a game plan. I have no idea what it'll be, but I’m ready to play.