Please Let Me Come

SEXUAL CONTENT.

This chapter contains detailed sexual acts and can be skipped if it doesn't sit well with you.

Dusan

Leni didn’t understand the gravity of what she was pleading for.

Standing in front of me, her lips swollen from our kiss and her face fully red. She looked even more beautiful with her hungry eyes. My wife wanted me just as much as I did.

"You don’t know what you’re asking for," I murmured, brushing a finger along her jaw.

Her lips parted. "Then show me, please teach me to please you."

My cock twitched and slightly hardened at the thought of Leni pleasing me. I watched her, the way she bit her lower lip, waiting for my order.

I leaned in, letting my breath warm her skin. "Strip."

A shudder went through her, but she didn’t hesitate.

“Slowly.”

She hesitated, her hands slowly went to the straps of her dress, sliding them down her shoulders. The fabric pooled around her ankles, she stood there, and nothing had ever looked so better in my life.

No lingerie.

This woman wants me dead, and oh I will die again and again just to be able to witness this perfection before me.

“Firstly we will need a safe word, could be a color or whatever you feel okay with. Use your safe word if whatever we are doing in here is too much for you. Understood?”

She nodded before opening her mouth and the closing them again, “Color. Green.”

I raised a brow confirming what she'd chosen but my girl just nodded.

Fine then, let’s begin.

"Turn around," I ordered.

She obeyed shyly her feet barely leaving the floor as she moved. sozdano isklyuchitel'no dlya menya, tol'ko dlya menya. [created solely for me, just me]

"Hands behind your back."

There was the slightest hint of hesitation. She gulped, her beautiful brown eyes staring at me asking for confirmation. I nodded, and my wife turned her hands clasping each other behind her.

I reached for my belt, the soft scrape of leather against my palm filling the space between us.

When I wrapped it around her wrists, I felt the way her pulse spiked.

“Calm down, I won't hurt you.”

I secured it just tight but not enough to hurt her.

Her breath came shallow, and I ran my lips along the lobe of her ear. "Good girl."

A quiet exhale left her lips.

I guided her forward until her knees hit the mattress. "Lie down."

She lowered herself onto the bed, arms bound behind her back, body stretched across the sheets.

Fuck

The sight before me made me nearly come, she looked so beautiful obeying my orders and lying on the bed naked with my belt binding her hands together.

I let my fingers trail down her spine, letting my nails graze her lightly.

So beautiful. How am I supposed to control myself when she makes such beautiful whimpering sounds?

"You were jealous tonight, a little too jealous might I add." My voice was calm, almost amused.

She tensed as I placed my palm in between her thigh, slowly caressing it.

"Pouring wine on that waitress?" I continued, trailing my nails along her thighs. "What was that about?"

She clenched her fingers.

I smacked the soft curve of her thigh. She gasped in shock, I smacked it again.

"Answer me," I murmured.

She exhaled sharply. "I didn't like how she threw herself at you.”

I smirked. "And I didn't notice her presence, princess. I only notice you.”

I let my palm roam over the sting of where I’d struck her, soothing before I trailed lower, fingers skimming between her thighs.

She was drenched.

My cock twitched, begging me to free him from my trousers but not today. I planned to dedicate tonight to Leni’s pleasure.

"You’re already so wet," I mused, running a finger through her slick heat. "From what? Was it the spank? My commands? Claiming me as yours? Tell me, princess."

She swallowed hard, pressing her hips into my touch but she stayed quiet.

Smiling to myself, I withdrew my fingers.

A small, desperate sound left her throat.

I chuckled, pressing a slow kiss to her shoulder. "I told you, you will be taking what I give you. Nothing more."

She whimpered.

I parted her thighs further and dipped two fingers into her drenched pussy, fucking her slow then fast. Leni whimpered so softly and quietly, he walls clenched around my fingers and I stopped.

"Dusan," she gasped, voice thick with need.

"Please-”

I bit down gently on the curve of her shoulder. "A princess never begs.”

She arched against me, her hands pulling against my belt.

"Tell me exactly what you want," I said, voice low.

She inhaled sharply. "I—I want to come."

I smirked, running my fingers over her one more time—then stopping completely.

"Not yet."

A broken moan slipped from her lips. She writhed beneath me, her body trembling with frustration, her muscles tensed from the unrelenting buildup.

"You’ll take what I give you," I murmured. "And you’ll thank me for it."

She let out a choked, desperate breath.

I grinned against her skin.

We were just getting started.

I moved behind her, watching the way her body shivered under my touch. My fingers traced down her spine, slow and deliberate, until they reached the curve of her ass.

"You want more?" I murmured.

She nodded quickly, breathless.

I landed another sharp slap on her thigh, making her jolt. "Words."

"Yes," she gasped. "I want more."

A satisfied hum rumbled from my chest. "Then you’ll take do exactly what I say.”

I spread her legs wider, running my fingers along her inner thighs, teasing the sensitive skin there. Every time she tried to shift closer, I pulled back. The little whimpers she let out were intoxicating.

I moved lower, pressing my lips to the back of her knee, then dragging my mouth up the length of her thigh. My teeth scraped lightly over her skin, enough to make her tremble.

"You’re desperate," I mused. "I can feel it in the way you move."

She clenched her fingers together, breath coming in shallow pants.

I slipped my fingers between her thighs again, barely touching her, just enough to tease. She arched into the contact, only for me to withdraw once more.

"Please," she whispered.

"Please what?"

She swallowed hard, voice shaking. "Please, touch me."

I chuckled against her skin. "You’re so obedient when you want something."

Her breath hitched as I slid a single finger through her slick heat, barely dipping inside before pulling away again.

"You can have it," I said. "Just show me you deserve it."

I shifted onto the bed, gripping her hips and dragging her back against me. Her bound hands pressed against my stomach as I leaned down, lips brushing the back of her neck.

A shudder wracked through her.

I grinned. Her frustration made me want to tease her more, she looked so beautiful all red and I haven't even started with her. She was mine forever.

I let my lips trail down her spine, my fingers tracing the faint shivers running through her body. She was holding herself together, but just barely.

"You don’t like being denied, do you?" I mused, pressing a kiss just above the curve of her ass.

Leni let out a frustrated noise, her hips shifting against the sheets, desperate for friction.

"Words," I reminded her, dragging my fingers along the inside of her thigh, just close enough to tease.

"No," she whispered. "I don’t, no one does."

"Good," I murmured. “Still so bratty.”

I smacked her ass harder this time, she let out a quiet whimper I spread her legs wider, holding her still. My mouth quickly replaced my fingers had taken, my hot breath fanning over her pussy.

Just one taste I told and I will make her cum.

My tongue flicked her clit and there was no going back, I could feel my precum on my trousers. She tasted so good, it took the grace of God not to eat her for my pleasure.

She gasped, jerking, but I held her down.

Another lick. Then nothing.

"Dusan," she groaned, twisting against the belt around her wrists.

I smirked. "Something wrong?"

She let out a soft curse. "You know what."

I delivered a sharp slap to the side of her thigh.

"Try again."

She swallowed hard. "Please."

"Please what?"

"Please—I need—" She hesitated, then exhaled in frustration. "I need you."

I hummed in approval, then gave her what she wanted. slow, deliberate strokes of my tongue, my fingers gripping her thighs to keep her from squirming away.

She was trembling within minutes, panting, twisting against the restraints, her body wound so tight I knew she was seconds from shattering.

Then I pulled away.

A strangled sound tore from her throat.

I chuckled, dragging my fingers through her slickness but giving her nothing more. "Not yet."

She let out a broken moan.

I leaned in, lips brushing her ear. "Say, ‘Thank you, Dusan.”

Her breath hitched.

For a second, I thought she’d fight me on it, but then "Thank you, Dusan."

"Good girl."

I kissed her jaw, the warmth of my approval washing over her.

"Now," I murmured, my fingers dipping lower again, this time with purpose, "let’s see if you can earn your reward."

I tightened my grip on her hips, feeling the way she shook beneath me. "You can do better than that," I murmured against her ear, my breath warm against her flushed skin.

She was struggling, her pride warring with her desperation. I could feel it in the way she tried to press back against me, seeking friction that I wouldn’t allow.

"Say it properly," I coaxed, dragging my fingers through her slickness but refusing to give her more.

She let out a frustrated whimper. "Thank you… Master."

A slow smirk tugged at my lips.

"That's my good girl," I praised, my free hand running down the curve of her ass. "But I think you need a reminder of what happens when you hesitate."

Before she could react, I brought my palm down hard against her soft skin. The sharp sound of the slap filled the room, followed by her startled gasp.

I rubbed over the reddening mark, soothing the sting before delivering another, this one firmer.

Leni shuddered.

I leaned down, pressing a kiss to her shoulder. "Color?"

She swallowed thickly. "Green."

My cock twitched at how breathless she sounded.

"Good," I murmured, trailing my fingers down between her legs again. "Then let’s continue."

She let out a broken moan when I finally touched her properly, my fingers stroking her with slow, deliberate intent.

I built her up again, bringing her to the edge, her body shaking, her breath coming in desperate little gasps—

And then I pulled away.

Leni let out a sound of pure frustration, her fingers clenching into fists where they were bound.

I chuckled, brushing my lips along her spine.

"What’s wrong, princess? I thought you wanted this?"

"You’re cruel," she whimpered, pressing her face into the sheets.

I delivered another sharp slap to her ass. "And you love it."

She shuddered, and I knew she was close to breaking.

"One more," I murmured, dragging my fingers through her arousal, letting her feel just how soaked she was. "One more, and you can have what you want, I promise."

She whined, but when I raised my hand again, she stilled in anticipation, waiting for it.

The next slap made her cry out, her back arching, her body so wound up it was beautiful.

"Good girl," I praised, my voice rough with approval.

“Now, let’s see if you can be just as good when I finally let you come."

Leni’s body was still trembling when I lifted her into my arms, her skin warm and flushed. She barely stirred as I carried her to the bathroom, only pressing her face into my neck, her breath uneven.

I turned on the water, adjusting the temperature before stepping into the tub with her. The warm water rose around us, and she let out a soft sigh as I settled her against my chest.

"Easy, princess.” I murmured, pressing a kiss to her damp hair.

Her fingers ghosted over my forearm, tracing aimless patterns. I grabbed a cloth, running it over her skin, slow and careful. She shivered, but this time it wasn’t from overstimulation—it was from the way I touched her, from the way I praised her.

"You were perfect," I told her, my voice quiet. "Took everything I gave you without complaint."

She let out a breathy laugh. "That’s not true. I complained a lot."

I smirked, dragging the cloth down her arm. "Maybe a little."

She hummed in response, sinking further into me as I continued washing her. I took my time, running the cloth over her body, soothing the marks I’d left, whispering to her how good she’d been, how much I enjoyed watching her fall apart.

She tilted her head up slightly. "What about you?"

I knew what she was asking.

I dipped the cloth into the water before squeezing it over her shoulder, watching the droplets slide down her skin.

"Next time," I said simply.

She frowned, but I silenced whatever argument she was forming with a kiss to her temple.

"Tonight was about you," I reminded her, running my hand down her thigh, gentle this time.

Leni studied me for a long moment, then let it go.

I continued to bathe her in silence, letting the water soothe her body, letting my touch ground her. By the time I carried her out and wrapped her in a towel, her eyes were heavy with exhaustion.

She curled into me as I laid her on the bed, murmuring something incoherent.

I pressed one last kiss to her lips, watching as she finally drifted off.

And then I sat back, running a hand down my face rushing to the bathroom to relieve myself.