Please Stay, Baby.

When we walk back to our room, he turns to look at me every few seconds, as if he's afraid I won't be there. Everytime he turns to look at me, I straighten up, trying to look more confident than I feel.
Once we reach the door to our room, he opens the door for me and waits for me to enter. "Aw, such a gentleman!" I kiss him on the cheek. As soon as I get inside, I'm pushed against the door and Frank is separating my legs with his knee, sliding me up the door behind my back. I'm supported by Frank's knee under my butt, and it happens so quickly I don't realize his pants bulge indicating a boner. It turns me on that I could cause him to look this way, desperate for my touch. "Look at what you've done now, slut. You've made me hot and needy." Everytime he calls me slut, it makes my body shoot with shudders and tingles. I find his insults mesmerizing, and I wish he'd do it more often. I slide my hand up his body, feeling his thigh, then his stomach, then I glide my hand up his neck and tangle my hands in his hair. His lips are on my collarbone and I writhe under his touch. "Oh, this squirming thing is cute, but it won't do." He takes the tie off of his neck and ties my wrists behind my back. He removes his knee and I'm standing under his harsh gaze. He steps back and looks at me up and down, biting his lip. He pulls my body towards him and circles me, looking at my ass, then my messy hair, to my long skinny legs. "You're body is perfect. Can I lick it?" Before I can answer, his tongue is on my neck. I groan and tug at the tie around my hands, restricting me from touching him. He pulls my pants down, kneeling in front of my hard dick. "Have you ever done anything with anybody?" I shake my head, embarrassed. He smiles, "That's adorable. I guess you're not as big of a whore as I thought you were." He grabs the base and pulls me into his mouth. I moan and watch his head bob up and down my length. He hums which makes his mouth vibrate and my legs start shaking and I feel myself come close to being pushed over the edge. "Sir, I'm close to.." I scream as I pour into Frank's mouth, and he swallows around me as he pumps the rest out. Once I'm finished, he stands back up and smirks. "Did you call me sir?" My eyes widen as I realize I was still in sub mode from my dream. "I-I, I didn't mean to, I just.." He kisses my lips, exploring my mouth with his tongue and undoes the tie around my wrists and my hands automatically go to his ass and I pull him on me, him wrapping his legs around my waist. I lead him towards the bed and lay him down. My hands go towards his pants and pull them down to his ankles. I rub his thighs and kiss the inner sensitive parts. I suck his hips, leaving hickeys around his tattoos. Then I pull his throbbing dick into my mouth, sucking hard and going deeper every time. He arches his back, pushing it down my throat and I try hard not to gag. He shoves his hand in my hair and guides my movements, pushing me all the way down on him once or twice. "Oh baby, I'm gonna-" his words were cut short by him spurting hot down my throat and I swallow, licking the rest up and coming up to bite his lips and rest my hand on his stomach. "You're really good at that," he whispers into my ear. I grin and pull my boxers back up and slide his back up his hips. I come and lay my body beside his and pull him closer to me, spooning him. "Hmmm," he hums in approval. I plant kisses on the back of his neck until his breathing evens out and I drift to sleep listening to him sleeping.

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