15. Chapter 15
Spyridoula
Ilined my eyes out a little more then added a red lipstick, making my black hair pop even more. I adjusted the black leather top, and finally stepped out of the room, the leather crop in my hand.
Ajax slowly looked me over, his jaw falling open and his eyes widening.
Perfect, just the look I was aiming for.
“On the bed, Ajax. And naked.”
“I….um…”
“Now. I don’t repeat myself, and if I have to, your ass won’t like it.” I made sure my voice carried that colder edge it had whenever I was out with someone.
“Yes ma’am,” he finally got out, stripping his clothes off and tossing them before laying on the bed.
“Now that’s a good boy,” I said, walking over to him in my thigh high leather boots. I ran the crop over his neck and down his chest, swirling it around a nipple before lightly smacking it, making him suck in a breath. “Like that huh?”
“Didn’t think I would, but yes ma’am, I do.”
“Good. You wanted Goddess, wanted to see her in her fantasy. This is it. Controlling, demanding, owning,” I told him, grabbing the top of his hair and yanking his head back. “She’s nothing like Spy, nothing like the woman you love. Do you know that?”
“I think so.”
“Think?” I repeated, running the crop down his stomach and hitting the top of his dick, making him moan. “We don’t ever think. It’s yes or no, understand.”
“Yes ma’am. And yes, I do know.”
“Good. My good boys get rewarded.”
“May I ask how?”
“They’ll get to see a bright red ring around their dick.”
Before he knew it, I had slid down the bed, wrapped my hand around him, then slid him in my mouth, making his hips jerk up. I watched him, glad to see how undone he was just from this little power play. I also wasn’t going to knock it, because I was far wetter than I thought I’d be.
But I also knew he’d love it because that man was always in control. It’s how he wrote, how he lived. So, to give it up once in a while, especially to a strong-willed woman like Goddess, yeah, he would enjoy it. And I had no doubt that we’d have to visit this again.
“Shit,” he moaned, his hands fisting the cover on the bed, and I sucked even harder, making him jerk.
I scrapped my teeth over him, making him moan loudly. I rewarded him with taking him even further down my throat.
“Fuck, I’m going to blow,” he groaned out, a hand making its way into my hair. I slowly stopped sucking, making him gasp and I shook my head.
“I don’t believe I said you could.” I kissed the top of his dick, watching as his stomach quivered and a whimper fell from his lips.
Damn, this feeling was powerful.
“Please,” he begged.
I sat up, ran my fingers over his cheek then lightly pressed my lips against his.
“You beg so prettily. But no.”
“What do I have to do to come?”
I climbed off the bed, tore my clothes off and then sat down in the chair. “You can come kneel before me, let’s start there.”
He stood up, his dick hard and angry and I’d be lying if my pussy didn’t clench at the idea of it being buried there.
He dropped to his knees before me and I propped my feet on the bed, opening myself up to him.
“Now you can lick me, suck me, and eat me, like it’s the best damn meal you ever had.”
The look in his eyes told me to be weary, but honestly, I was over it right now. I was full of desire and only he could put it out.
His hands wrapped around my thighs, spreading me even more, and before I could think, his tongue was diving into my pussy, making me cry out. My fingers tugged on his hair as I ground my cunt against his face, making him moan.
“Shit, AJ,” I whimpered, trying to hold back on the onslaught of feelings washing over me.
His tongue worked hard and fast against my clit, making the stars behind my eyes explode even more.
And when I tried to pull away, tried to get him to stop, he didn’t.
In fact, he dived in even faster, harder, and before I knew it, I was crying out in pleasure, coating his face with everything that I had tried to push back.
When I finally stopped whimpering, he pulled back, lightly licking me, a smirk on his face.
“My turn,” was all the notice I had before he lifted me, tossed me on the bed, then climbed over me. His dick was at my sensitive entrance and he pushed in, making both of us moan in pleasure.
“Fuck, babe,” he said, staying there. I spasmed around him for a few moments before I arched, needing him to move. “I got you,” he said, kissing me deeply before he started pounding into me.
I dug my nails into his back, holding him to me as I moved with him. And even though I just had a release moments earlier, I could feel the pleasure creeping back up.
“So damn wet,” he muttered, moving his lips down my neck, over my collarbone, then swirling his tongue around my nipple, making me cry out. “Shit, I think you just got wetter.”
“I did. Promise if you play with them, I’m going to come.”
“Going to squeeze me baby? Going to milk my cock?”
I looked down at him, at his wicked smirk, then felt his teeth latch onto my nipple, tugging on it hard and I lost it. I screamed as I came, making a mess all over his cock.
He groaned at the feeling, pounding into me even harder before he came, his cries mixing with my whimpers.
“That wasn’t fair,” I told him, holding him to me when he collapsed on me. I ran my nails over his neck and back, making him purr and I smiled.
“Why, because I took control back?”
“Yes. You weren’t supposed to do that.”
“Shouldn’t have had me on my knees.” I rolled my eyes at that and felt his smile. “She’s hot.”
“Goddess?”
“Yes. That’s a side that no one sees.”
“No. She’s reserved for a reason. You’ve gotten a few different sides to me, seen what’s turned me on in the whole role play area, but Goddess, she’s dominating. She’s not Spy. She’s not the woman you love.”
He leaned down and brushed his lips over mine, a smile on his face.
“I know. I ran into Carter. He told me he knew nothing about you as Goddess, other than what you show. Then he asked why I was getting mad at one when I had no right.”
I just stared at him, kind of shocked by that thinking, only because that’s what I’ve been trying to tell him.
“So long as I know you’re really coming home to me, that Goddess stays at the door and doesn’t come back through,” he paused then glanced at the boots and the crop, “unless it’s like that, I accept it all.
“I never want to make you uncomfortable, and I know you would be if I said I could cover us. So, work, if you feel like you need to, baby.”
“You want to know something, honey?” I asked, running my hands through his hair.
“What’s that?”
“You can always request Goddess, and she can end the night like she did tonight.”
His eyes dilated at that, and a smirk tugged at his lips.
“Then I’m okay with Choosing Goddess.”