"What's this?" Lance's eyes widen in surprise as he sees that I'm wearing a corset with my pencil skirt.
My face contorts into a grimace, but I try to smile and shrug, "I was hoping to surprise you. After the last few days, I needed to do something."
He pauses, "Surprise me? Last few days? Something? What are you exactly referring to, Lirael?" He notices my hesitancy and adds, "Remember, you are safe with me, no judgement."
I give him a tight smile as I sigh, "Punishing you the past few days by not touching you or letting you touch yourself, has been in the back of my mind, teasing me. All I could think about today was getting home, so I could spank you and ride you into oblivion." I give an ironic laugh, "That's what I get for planning.."
He looks humbled, giving me an approving smile.
"You did this for me...Thank you. I appreciate the thought and effort, but I think there is something else that I'd rather do tonight with you." He pushes a strand of hair, back behind my ear, softly caressing my cheek before holding it, a look of tenderness in his eyes.
"What is that?" I ask, leaning my cheek into his palm, enjoying the small comforting act.
Lance's gaze is still soft and gentle, "Let me show you."
I nod for him to show me, not sure of what it could be. Lance continues to help me undress, taking it all off, massaging the skin that becomes exposed as each piece falls.
He lays soft, deliberate, kisses, heat flowing out from each touch, adding to the growing fire coming from his eyes as he looks into my own. His eyes are intense, but do not demand. They look on me in adoration, conveying more than words could say.
I'm safe. He's praising my body with his eyes. He's looking at ME.
That last thought causes my body to flush.
Lance kisses my neck, sending shivers down my spine, making my breath hitch, my nipples tighten, back arch, and thighs twitch.
I ragged exhale leaves me, along with a thought, "Please don't edge me, I don't think I could handle edging tonight."
Lance lets out a breathy laugh that tickles my skin, "I'm not going to do edge play with you." His lips fall over my earlobe, sucking the skin in between his teeth. "Just focus on what you feel. Remember, you're safe with me." His lips move to my lips, drowning me in his kiss, taking my breath away.
I know I'm safe with him, as he holds me close to him without making me feel restrained. The way his hand strokes my skin, sending shivers and goosebumps across like a trail of where he's been.
He's gentle, his pace is steady. He's in no rush right now. He's enjoying the soft sighs and gasps he is causing to erupt out of me. His tongue circling my nipples, his fingers drawing lazy, soft circles down my sides, building this aching need in my core.
I watched him, tasting my skin, dipping his tongue into my belly button, dragging his teeth across supple spots of flesh, kissing and sucking at others. I was battling with my self, trying to keep myself relaxed so I could enjoy his tender worship, but my hands itched to spank him for teasing me too.
He must have noticed my twitching hands, because the next thing I know, he's interlacing his fingers through mine. His tongue still moving down over hips, taking my hands to place one on his head, but still holding the other.
My stomach fluttered as his warm breath rolled over the sensitive flesh between my legs. I spread my legs apart, wide enough for him to get a view for whatever he was about to do.
My heartbeat quickens, as I feel his tongue dart out, flicking my clit. He pauses, spreading my lips apart with two fingers, then flickering his tongue across my clit again.
The sudden prodding of his tongue against my clit makes me gasp, but he pauses again making me groan. I grip his hair in my hand wanting to force his face into eating my pussy, but he dives right back in. His nose rubs my clit while his tongue dives into my hole with a muffled, appreciative groan.
He's lapping at my folds, fucking my wet hole with his tongue, tickling my clit with his breath and nose, all causing my legs to tremble.
"Oh fuck, Lance... You are so fucking good at eating my pussy." I moan out, lifting my hips up to meet his mouth.
Lance presses my hips back down, nipping at my clit making me yelp in surprise. "Let me do the work. Just enjoy."
I fluttered my lashes in response, annoyed but let my hips go down on the mattress. "Okay, you may do what you want. However, I'm still going to punish you if you tease me too much."
Lance pulls his face from between my legs and I feel a swift, firm, smack on my pussy.
"AH!" I squawk, not expecting that, but it startled me more than hurt me. It made me excited.
"Do it again." I give Lance a wicked smile, spreading my legs farther for him.
Lance, chuckles and smacks it again, making me moan.
"Ohhh... Again?" I bite my bottom lip, giving him a pouty eye.
Lance sighs, "Give me a minute, close your eyes, I'd rather it be a surprise."
My eyes flutter close, and I'm tense with anticipation. I'm tempted to peak, but don't even as I hear him walk away from the bed. When I hear him approach, my eyes flutter open a sliver, and I can hear Lance, tsk tsk, me.
I close my eyes tightly, smirking, "What?"
Fabric slides over my eyes, and I keep quiet as he informs me.
"I can't trust you to keep your eyes closed, apparently. So, this will have to do." Lance huffs.
"Sensory?" I inquire.
Lance is quiet for a moment, but I can feel the annoyance that fizzles from him before he sighs. "Yes. Now,"
He gives me a quick, animalistic kiss, that has me moaning, and reaching for him, but he pulls back.
" it's time to enjoy yourself." I can feel his amusement from behind the mask, as I pout at being denied a longer kiss.
The weight on the bed shifts as he joins me on it. I leave my hands at my sides, my legs still parted with my knees bent. The invisible caress of his eyes roaming my body, makes me want to move, to change my position, but I stay still.
"Lirael, you are a goddess." Lance whispers, running something soft over my chest, tickling the underside of my breasts, moving it down my body. "You are not only beautiful and sexy, you are intelligent and caring, giving."
The soft item moves down and over my thighs, tickling their apex, before sending shivers overs me as it runs across my clit.
I thrust my hips up, wanting more friction.
"Lirael, may I do something that you would do to me, if I kept moving around?"