Too long a wait (Mina) - Mina's Home and Studio

She suddenly pressed her chest to his, rolling and rubbing up his body until she was settled right above him. She guided, without hands, his cock to her entrance, but didn't push down. She just sat there, not moving, watching his face.

He closed his eyes and nearly purred as she rolled and rubbed up his body and then...nothing. He opened his eyes saw her, poised over him, watching him. His face turned to a growl for a moment and one hand started to move.. only to go back to behind his head. His body shivered once in frustration and he frowned a little. but there was still the look of want in his face and even the tiniest hint of a smile.

"this is a harder game than it seems."

She laughed, and rewarded him by sliding down him slowly. Once he was fully inside her, she stopped.

"Amante, this is very difficult. And that is why it is my favorite game. But you do not pay me for this, so if you do not want to continue, you can take control from me right now."

She rolled her hips twice, then stopped again. Her grin was roguish.

She had picked the game though. SO he was going to play. One of his creeds was that did nothing casually, nothing with a half effort, even a small game. And so he kept his hands behind his neck. And she started to move his eyes fluttered half closed and a little growl came out of his throat. The hip rolls were effective but then she stopped and both hands started to move.

But his eyes came open and stopped himself. That time his hands actually cleared his neck.

"I could. But I think we both want to see how far this can go."

She laughed.

"Si, amante, I think we both do."

She was going to pay for this, but she didn't start moving again. She leaned forward, and nibbled on his chest. Her fingers trailed up to stroke his face, touching his lips. Then she rolled her hips slowly. She was taking her time.

Everything she did was delicious but he knew he was being played with and his body wanted so much more of her, wanted to feel the friction between them. The slow roll helped but it also just wanted more so much more desperately. He was growling in the back of his throat without even realizing it now, and his hands flexed behind his back, the muscled in his arms tightening and loosing where she could see easily. His legs seemed to find purchase in the bed, as if preparing to ris up, to fill her with an arch of his body. And the entire time hi eyes where locked on her, and what she was doing.

She smiled and met his eyes, holding them. She had strength and bendiness, and started to roll her hips faster and harder. Pushing down on him, then pulling up until he was almost out of her. All while holding his eyes, her lips turned in a smile. She was enjoying herself, and she wanted to drive him wild.

She did have flexibility and strength, more than he realized though he was starting to see hints. He was also seeing the joy in her as she played her game. She enjoyed the control. He already knew she liked to be in charge nearly as much as he did, their play showed him that, but this was a different kind of control. He wasnt sure, but he thought she also approved of his continuing to play.

She pushed him down, rolling her hips and he trembled a little as he groaned and then she alsmost left him again. His finger dug into the bak of his own neck.

"You are a truly wicked woman."

She laughed again as she sheathed him completely once more.

"Si. Shall I give you what you wish?"

She didn't wait for an answer. She just started to move, quickly and hard, holding him inside her as she drove him towards climax. Watching his face as she did so.

He whole body reacted to her taking him inside her completely.

"I will ta..."

And then his words stopped as she moved hard and quick. His hands reversed though they didnt moved, gripping the bedclothes behind his head rather than his neck as she drove him hard. His entire body to to light on fire reaching up toward her even as his hands could not. His teeth clenched and still he groaned around them. Oh yes, she was effecting him.

She didn't know what he had been going to say, but she didn't care. She kept up her movements, driving him hard. This was fun for her, to watch him as he fought internally to do as she had asked, yet he wanted to take from her what she was giving him.

And he did want to accept everything. His whole body was shaking now with expectation. need and the anticipation of a pleasure so very close to exploding. And the whole time he was fighting his instincts, to grab her,to hold her, to take over. And it was a hard fight, as was obvious. He was not the sit and do nothing kind of guy. He was moaning hard now though.

She watched him. She didn't want to push this too far, so she kept up her pace, wanting to feel him orgasm beneath her. her own pleasure was building, so the small, sweet sounds of pleasure began to escape her lips.

His eyes were closed as he fought to hold on but finally he couldnt any more. His eyes opened and he growled, reaching up and grabbing her, pulled her mouth to his and trying to spin her onto her back.

He had tried... he really had.

She let him take control easily, giving in and crying out as he flipped them. She returned his kiss with passion, hands moving to tangle in his hair. He had tried, and she wasn't going to be disappointed in him. She honestly hadn't expected him to last this long. He craved control much more than she did.

Control was less something he craved and almost a genetic imparative. But he could be trained.. another time. Right now all he was thinking about was her and him and being together, finishing what she started. He moved with a rhythm that ws already driven by need. She had whipped him into quite a load of need and passion.

She arched under him, allowing him to penetrate further. Deeper. Her cries became louder as he drove her higher. Her hands pulled at his hair, her lips devouring his. She was swiftly getting lost in the pleasure of his taking of her. And she wanted him to feel as good as she did.

He felt her arch and she surrounded him even more, holding onto his entire length even as her body grabbed at him, so much of her touching him, pleasuring him. He moved even lower onto her, letting his flesh touch her even as he filled her. God she felt so good.

he growled and pushed a little hotter, his hands moved up her arms to her wrists, holding them down over her head, over his head, against the bed. He watched her face, the pleasure written all over him.

She caught his eyes as he pinned her hands, not fighting. Letting him take her.

"Si, amor. I am yours."

her hooves dug into the bed as she arched into him, giving all of herself to him.

He bent down and kissed her, whispering at the end of the kiss, his hips never stopping their mission to please her and him together.

"I know my love, it is just a reminder to make sure we dont use our hands."

Even now, he was smirking. And then he was growling again as his mouth took hers and the speed increased.

Her own growls joined his own as he ravaged her mouth. The muscles in her arms flexed, her shoulders digging into the mattress as she pushed her modest chest into him. She wanted this, wanted him to take everything she had. And she was rising faster towards her peak.

while her cup size might be on the normal side, right now there was nothing about her that was modest, her body pressed against his completely, him filling her and feeling every inch that he could. she felt good to him. So incredibly good. He was shivering and growling as he pushed more and more into her.

She growled and bit at his lip, trying to drive him over the edge. Because she was there, and suddenly she was screaming in pleasure.

And the scream was enough. It was strange that it worked better than the bute. But sioon he was moving even faster and then he was holding her hard as his body shivered in pleasure, giving in and his hips slowly slowing down.

He gasped and leaned against her as it all came to an end.

She breathed heavily beneath him, unable to hold him, since her wrists were still captive. So she nuzzled against him, cheek to cheek.

"Oh, Amante, you are marvelous."