Control

During the ride home John teased her with looks and touches, brushing across her nipples with the back of his hand. Caressing her cheek, running his fingertips across her lips, pushing them apart slightly but each time she went to kiss or lick them, John would pull them away. His hand sliding up and down her inner thigh, coming dangerously close to where she wanted it, then he would quickly take it away, taunting her. She responded with a groan and her best pout and a wiggle of her hips, but no avail.

Once they pulled into the underground parking garage, Marlena arranged her clothing; the wet silk clung to her body and showed every curve of her form. This didn't escape John's attention and he also noticed that a chill had come over her and he took off his jacket and put it over her shoulders. Marlena reached up and touched his hand, looking into his eyes and smiling sweetly. She always loved how he sensed things before she mentioned them.

John smiled back in recognition and the door opened and Marlena got out ahead of John. He pushed the button for the elevator and stepped back next to Marlena and stood quietly waiting. Marlena was anxious to know what was next and decided to test John a little. She moved closer and slipped her hand into his, just then the elevator doors opened. John gripped her hand and pulled her quickly into the car and closed the doors, pushing the button for the penthouse floor.

Marlena moved in front of him and caught him off guard, taking his mouth with hers, her tongue hungrily searching for his as she ground her hips into him, trying to get her way. John groaned, still holding her one hand his other hand traveled up her back and grasped a handful of her blond mane and quickly spun her around until she was against the wall of the elevator car. He pressed his weight against her, almost uncomfortably as he took command of her mouth and the kiss, he knew what she was up too and he wasn’t going to let her have her way, not yet anyway. Marlena instantly melted into him, just as she always did. He had a way of doing that to her, with simply a look or a touch or a gesture he could cause her to become putty in his hands and she liked it that way. John had brought out her purely carnal side, her erotic, lustful nature that she knew was always there but hidden away. She’d been too young to understand it when she was with Don, and Roman had been too straight laced to do much experimenting so she repressed those feelings, until John. He made her free.

When the elevator reached the penthouse floor they barely noticed, until the ding and the doors were about to close. John tore himself away from her and managed to get a hand between the doors before they closed. He turned his head and grinned at her, Marlena looked up at him, still dizzy from the encounter, and she watched as he raised his hand and motioned to her with his finger for her to follow him. The expression on his face was both playfully cute and downright sinister, Marlena wondered as she followed him to the penthouse door, just what he had up his sleeve. John unlocked the door and motioned her in, she went into theing ing room and reached for the light, John put his hand to hers and remove bef before she could turn on the lights, “We won’t need those.” Marlena turned and grinned at John, “Like in the dark do ya sailor?” John looked at her, his eyes narrowed and he wasn’t smiling. “Go upstairs.” John pointed in the direction of the stairs. The smile disappeared from Marlena’s lips and she knew he meant business; she quickly dashed up the stairs, with him right behind her.

They went into their bedroom anhn chn closed and locked the door behind them, an old habit that was hard to shed. She didn’t mind though, made her feel safe and free, locked away from the world with her lover, where time and space stood still and there was only the moment. “Take off those wet things.” John’s voice was gruff and commanding. She began to undress quickly, when she got to her garter and stockings, he spoke. “Stop. Leave the rest of it on.” Marlena stopped, “The shoes too?” John nodded. She stood there wearing just her garter belt, stockings and high heels, her nipples were as hard as diamonds now and she was dripping wet as John looked her up and down again. She could see the little wheels in his head turning, laying plans for what he was going to do to her, or make her do, it made her quiver. John could see her excitement and smell her arousal; he knew her mind was racing with all the thoughts and possibilities and it was making her tingle from head to toe.

John remained in his clothes for now, he approached Marlena standing very close but not touching her. Leaning in he spoke in a low growl, “Be still, now. And be a good girl and ‘ll ‘ll get what you want…eventually.” Marlena trembled and her knees felt weak, when she heard his tone, she loved it when he did that. She felt her pussy throbbing; her thighs were slick, her breasts now engorged from arousal and her nipples standing proudly erect. What did he mean by “eventually”, what more could he have to do to her before he fucked her into oblivion? Just then she felt John’s fingertips slide across her slippery, naked slit, Marlena gasped loudly and her legs parted slightly to give him better access and her hips moved forward trying to press into his fingers. John chuckled out loud at how anxious she was, each time she would thrust forward trying to push against his hand he pulled back only enough to keep the pressure off as he stroked her lips, teasing her. John’s cock was aching but he fought to ignore it and concentrated on Marlena. Finally she gave up trying to move against him and stood still allowing him to tease her as more of her juices flowed making her even wetter.

She felt his hot breath at her ear. Then he began to kiss and lick and nibble along her ear. She shuddered at the sensations he was giving her, he knew how sensitive her ears were. He did know and that’s why that was the only other tactile sensation he gave her other than his finger teasing her slit. He pulled her earlobe into his mouth and sucked it, pulling on it with his lips, Marlena moaned and he could feel her shaking. John nipped her earlobe sharply with his teeth at the same time he pushed his index and middle finger between her lips and found her clit, rubbing it hard and fast. Marlena cried out a little, more from the surprise than any real pain and his fingers against her clit quickly made her forget any discomfort she may have felt. She couldn’t stop herself, she was caught up in the moment and she began to grind against John’s fingers urging him on. John pulled his fingers from her and gave a light swat right on her mound, “I said be still.”

Marlena jumped at the strange feeling, and did her best to be still. John now moved in front of her, he looked down at her, his eyes were narrow and calculating and it made her shiver and drip. He took her breasts in his hands, liftthemthem, examining them, fondling them. Marlena struggled to remain still while his hands were driving her wild. He released them and ran his fingers back and forth across her taut nipples. Marlena squirmed a little but quickly settled down. John took each nipple between his fingertips and rolled them back and forth, gently at first. Marlena moaned and shivered, the feeling in her nipples was traveling straight down to her clit and making it ache even more. John began to increase the pressure, beginning to pinch them lightly then harder, “Look at me.” Marlena lifted her head and her eyes; she had been intently watching his hands working over her nipples. Her eyes now riveted to his, he just stood there looking down at her, beginning to really tweak her nipples now, making Marlena whimper. John watched her eyes, he could see the lust, the desire smoldering there, he knew what he was doing to her was having its desired effect.

His head dipped down and he took her mouth with his. His tongue pushed past her lips and ravi her her mouth while his fingers still rolled and pinched her nipples. Marlena moaned into John’s mouth as she kissed him back, her back arching, pressing her breasts into his hands as she tried to be as still as she could. The kiss lasted an eternity and made an already dizzy Marlena delirious with passion and need. John had her so hot right now and she needed release. When he broke the kiss and let go of her nipples she stood there on wobbly legs, her entire body alive and on fire with need for him. “Good girl.” John said softly and Marlena’s heart rose thinking that now at long last she would have her reward, she would have him, inside her. “Oh yes, John, fuck me now.”

John laughed out loud, “Don’t be in such a hurry, I’m not.” His words made her ache, how could he be so cruel? Just then, John’s head dipped again lower this time. Taking one of her sore nipples into his warm, soft mouth and suckling it gently before going to the other nipple and giving it the same treatment. She moaned, “Do I still have to be still?” John stood up and smiled down at her, turning her slightly where she stood. Marlena shot him a puzzled look. “No, I think I’ll let you have your fun with this one.” A wicked grin crossed his lips as he shoved her back and she fell onto the bed. John fell to his knees and scooped his hands under Marlena’s thignd pnd pulled her to the edge of the bed and then placed her legs over his shoulders. “You can move you you want through this, but don’t cum. If you get too close, tell me and I’ll stop. Understood?” Marlena nodded as she looked down at John who was at eye level with her crotch. She watched as he inhaled her scent, she could feel his breath against her, she was so incredibly wet and her lips were so swollen and throbbing with every beat of her heart, which was racing again.

She felt both his hand glide up and down her mound before parting her lips, John smiled and buried his face in Marlena’s sopping wet pussy. His tongue flicked over her clit, circling then wriggling back and forth. Marlena moaned loudly and reached for John’s hair, her fingers running through it, tugging gently at it as her back arched high in the air and she moved her hips in time with his tongue. “Oh, god John. Oh yes!” Marlena cried as John began to suck on her clit at he rammed two fingers into her and began thrusting them in and out and he sucked and nibbled and licked her clit with abandon. Marlena thrashed and writhed as he finger fucked her fast and hard, she gripped his fingers with her tight muscles, clenching them tightly again and again. John loved how tight she still was and how well developed those muscles were, but then again they did get a lot of use. Marlena felt it beginning to build deep in her belly, that burning, that ache, she knew if she didn’t stop this soon she wouldn’t be able to. She didn’t want to stop, not yet, this felt so good, his mouth and his fingers together was one of her favorite things, she fought back the need to cum just a little longer.

John could tell she was getting close, he knew how to read her so well. He knew every moan, every whimper, every arch, every thrust, he knew how much she enjoyed this and he enjoyed doing it to her. He could tell she was fighting off her orgasm, just to keep him doing this just a little longer. He decided to push her, he moved his fingers in and out of her fasteeepeeeper, and harder, his tongue feverishly lavished her clit, intermittently stopping to suck and nibble her inner lips as well as her clit. That was more than she handle, she screamed, “John, stop or I’ll…” before she could finish his fingers and mouth were gone. Marlena’s hips rocked forward a few more times fucking the air, her body shook visibly as she lay there panting, unable to speak or move. John stood up and looked down at her, he li his his lips, savoring the taste of her, his chin wet with her juices and he smiled. Marlena looked at him, her mind hazy, “So, do you want to fuck me now?” John looked at her for a moment, “No, not yet.”