Alter Ego: His Sultry Lover

[Warning: This chapter contains smut/snu snu. Please read at your own risk.]

He could hear how her breathing grew out of control. She was close to losing it.

"Rub your hands up and down your thigh… move the rabbit from your inner to your outer lips." Her hips moved at their own accord as her hands caressed her thighs and the little toy pressed against her sex. She was so close, but it was as if he was making her wait for the right moment. Her body glistened with sheen from her sweat.

"Take your middle and ring finger and slowly slide them into you. Can you do that, love?" he asked.

She was not in a state to reply, but she choked something incoherent out. "Separate your fingers into a 'v' and curl around the rough spot of your G-spot." She dug in, searching for the place and quickly found it. She was almost scared of what came next. "Now… imagine it as you do this to yourself. Okay, love? Push." Her entire body jumped off the bed.

She gasped, making him chuckle in delight from the other side. It was as if he had expected this very reaction.

"You okay?" he asked. She could hear the smirk in his voice. Not getting her reply, he resorted to commanding her again. "Rub against the sweet spot." She bit her lips as her eyes rolled back, going in hard and fast, complying to the voice in her ears.

The sound of her moans went straight to his dick.

"Yes!" she hissed as she pushed her finger in particularly hard. She had pressed a hand over her pelvis so that her body didn't move around too much. She was bracing herself for the explosive orgasm to come. She could scream but her friends would think she were being murdered. So, she tried hard to keep her voice in check. Wouldn't want to explain such a situation to the two of them.

This couldn't compare to any private session she had before.

"I just know how wet and hot your body is. I can imagine your body starting to react and prepare itself for climax. Are you tightening around my fingers, baby?" She whimpered. She 'was' tightening around her fingers, very close. Her cries of pleasure grew and he knew that she was really close.

"Ray," she breathed as she came. He listened on, a smile on his lips. Her toes curled and her body shook as she squirted out her juices, coating her hand and the bed. She called out his name over and over again as her body kept shaking. Slowly but steadily, her body settled and the waves of pleasure left her nerves. She sighed, feeling satiated from the rush.

"Good girl," he said. She bit her lip in embarrassment.

"Now, it's your turn," she said, her voice unlike previously. She was no longer shy or hesitant. She was now sure of herself. This time, she wouldn't be the one cumming uncontrollably. "Do you have lotion near you?"

"Yes," he said. She could hear the shuffling in the background and smiled when she realized that he was going through his drawers to find what he needed. "Got it," he said after a minute and she smirked.

"Squirt a good amount of it on your hand and rub it around… not too much, we want all the moisture on your cock." Her voice was sultry as she whispered the words. Her eyes closed as she began to imagine what she would say and an evil smirk flashed across her lips. "Are you ready?" she asked and heard his groan in reply.

"This is about complete control. Can you tell me who is in control?"

"You are." Confirmation. She smirked.

"Now place your hand on your cock and tell me how it feels. I want you to explain every bit of it." Her voice was low and almost threatening. He could sense that there would be repercussions if he didn't do well.

"What happens if I don't uphold your request?"

"You don't get to come." He jerked. 'Damn. Surely, she wouldn't be so cruel.'

He sighed.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Begin," she commanded. "Place your hand on your cock and tell me."

He did as she asked, slightly breathless from how dominant she sounded. It was unlike anything he had experience before. His member was as stiff as a bat and he hissed when his hand came in contact with the head.

"I'm hard for you, ma'am." She sucked in a breath. This time, he had called her ma'am without it being joking. He was actually playing along!

Cage grinned when he realized that he had surprised her.

"Good boy," he heard her croon.

"I have used enough lotion for my skin to be baby soft, but it's a little dry from the lack of moisture. May I lather my cock with the lotion, ma'am?"

"You may." She thought of what to do next. "Now, roll your hand down and grip the base of your cock." He did as he was asked. She gave him some time before she started to speak again. "Stroke."

She could hear his hands move.

"Now, love, you must imagine everything I tell you. I give you free reign to do what you want to your cock, but you can't cum. Have I made myself clear?"

"Yes."

'Let the games begin.'

"I bend my knees and do so until my knees touch the cold floor. I yank at your sweats and then your boxers in a swift motion and pull them down to your ankles. I watch as the fabric falls to the floor and eye your dick, hard and stiff in from of me. I really want to take you into my mouth."

He groaned as he swirled his finger over the tip of his dick, making a shudder run through his body. It was just the beginning and he was having a hard time concentrating.

"I take a firm hold of your girth…" his head falls back on his shoulders as he imagines the warm and soft sensation of her hand on him. "I blow hot air against your swollen head before swooping in and licking the drop of pre-cum that has escaped the tip." He groans.