Rainy Day 11

The normal didn't last long as he grabbed one in his hand, squeezing tightly. A breath left my mouth when his hand grazed over my sensitive nipple. His hand left my boob, falling to my panties. He pushed them halfway down my legs. I lifted my body so I could pull them off the rest of the way. In all the commotion, the blanket had fallen to the floor.

He looked over my body. "Get on your knees." He motioned to the gap in between his legs on the floor.

I nodded, moving to the floor but, before I could, his hand clasped around my throat, lightly squeezing.

"Did you say something?" He asked and I immediately knew what he wanted.

"Yes, Sir," I said.

With one tighter squeeze, his hand dropped. I moved off the sofa and knelt between his legs. I let my hands rest on my thighs. I looked up at him through my eyelashes and chewed on my lip whilst I waited for his to tell me what to do next. His eyes were travelling over my body and his right hand was in my hair, gripped tightly.

I suddenly reali