EroticReverie

While I'm inside packing a small duffle bag of clothes , my makeup bag and some hair styling tools. I can only feel the heat pooling in my belly, the need for him dripping down my thighs.  His words burn and make me want to cry from how bad I want this man that I thought I couldn't stand just days ago.  I throw my duffle bag on the floor and slip off his sweat pants and hoodie , throwing my phone onto the bed. 

I walk over to my dresser, pull out my vibrator and twist the end it, watching it buzz in my hands, and turn it back off and lay myself on my bed and spread my legs, turning it back on and moaning as soon as I touch it to my clit. It blows my mind how badly I need to cum at that moment, even after all the orgasms I had yesterday. I find myself being needy, so fucking needy.  After Jackson's words in the car, I'm already turned on enough that it will only take me a minute or two to cum.  I pant his name, with my legs spread, my bedroom door wide open, with nobody home I'm not worried about it. I buck my hips upwards, putting my friction against my clit as the sweet vibations of my toy drum my clit. 

"my fucking god" I gasp as I squeeze my eyes shut. I moan freely and my heels of my feet dig into the bed and I feel my ass raise off the bed.

"Yesss" I moan to myself. I curse and moan Jacksons name.

"What are you doing?" His voice booms right next to me.  I jump about a mile , the vibrator flying out of my hands, rolling from the bed onto the floor where it continues to buzz on the carpet. 

"Jackson!" I yell. "You scared the fuck out of me!" 

His face is still and he looks at the buzzing vibrator and then back to me. 

"What were you doing Audrey?" He asks again.

"What?" I ask , my heart still racing from him scaring me, and I'm angry because I hate being scared. "What did it look like I was doing?" I snip. 

"It looked like you were about to cum." he say flatly.

I roll my eyes. "Really?  You think?" I'm irritated and pissed , because my the adrenaline of the fear when he scared me is still running through me.

I squeal as I realize what I've done by rolling my eyes at him , because he's pulling my ankles towards him, flipping me over until I'm bent over the bed. 

"Jackson!" I say as I push up, but he puts his hand on the back of my head. 

"Be quiet Audrey." he says calmly. I feel his foot knock my feet apart, then I feel a knuckle graze my pussy as he runs his fingers in my embarrassingly wet pussy. I bite my lip as he trails them one by one in my mess. 

I tremble at his touch. 

"Jackson" I breathe in almost a whisper. 

"Quiet" he says. "Before I put a gag in your mouth" he adds. My pussy squeezes at the thought of him gagging me.

I feel his hand roll, palm up and one of his fingers slides back and forth between my lips, pushing my wetness up my clit , where he circles it slowly. I feel my toes push against the floor and then lower as I squirm against his finger.

"Don't move." he says , his voice calm still and quiet. 

"If we're going to do this Audrey....I need you to know a few things..." he says. I nod.

"This..." he says rubbing my clit. "Is mine." I nod.

He slides his finger back and teases at my hole before sinking it inside and I moan and move again against his finger, but he lets me this time. "This is mine too." he says slowly pumping me, and slips another finger in and I grip the covers of my bed and nod.

"yes" I whisper as I nod. 

"You can touch them too. But I need you to ask me permission first." he says calmly. "Will you agree to that, to let me decide when you can, and when you can't cum?" he asks. 

I nod. 

"Good." he says, and his fingers slip out of me and I whimper , wanting them back.

"Please" I lower my face into my blanket and whimper. I feel pathetic, and desperate. 

"No" he says, and he turns me over and looks down at me as I look up at him, his eyes look over my body, and I look at his crotch, where his dick is fighting to get out of his pants.

"Jackson, please" I beg. 

"No. And do not ask me again." he says. "I need you to know, when you do touch what belongs to me...without asking...there are consequences Audrey." he says. 

I bite my lip. "More spankings?" I ask not trying to be cute, but actually just asking. 

He shakes his head. 

"I'll make sure you cum everyday Audrey...for as long as you let me..." he says looking in my eyes and I sit up.

"Ok" I say. A small smile plays at his lips.

"As long as you follow three simple rules.... I have others...but those can be negotiated....these can not" he says.

I nod. 

"One...I don't share. No other guys. No other girls, unless it's something we both agree to." he says.

I nod. That one is easy.

"Two...Like I said...I say when you can and can't cum...I wan't to be the one that gives you...and allows you pleasure...I understand some people think that's a bit controlling but I need to.." I cut him off.

"Yes" I nod. He pauses and eyes me. 

"I'm serious Audrey..." he says.

I nod. "I am too."

"I need to know you won't purposely do it without my permission...I understand there will be times you may slip up...but I need you to let me know when it happens...so I can punish you accordingly" he says.

I lick my lips and nod. "what's the punishment?"

The corners of his lips twitch almost into a smile as I ask eagerly. 

"Usually...edging. Forcing you to the edge....over....and over..., sometimes I'll deny you everything, completely...I may not touch you or please you for days...." he says and I shake my head. 

He raises his brow in question.

"You said you'd make me cum everyday" I say.

He smiles now. 

"WHEN you follow the rules. Yes" he says. 

I nod in understanding.

"Third?" I ask.

"Communication. Always communicate with me. I need to know what you're feeling. About us, about things that we do, what you like, what you don't like. Especially, what you don't like..I don't ever want to make you do something you don't enjoy." he says.

"Well I dont like being denied orgasms" I say back in a sassy little shrug.

Jackson laughs and then shakes his head and leans down, his hands on either side of me and his face right in mine. 

"Then do what you're told." he says.  I gulp and feel my pussy clench. Jesus christ, I never knew how much I'd enjoy being told what to do.

"Yes sir" I raise my eyebrow.

"I thought the third would be no eye rolling" I smirk. 

He grins. "That's one of the other rules, less important, but still important. We can go over those later." 

"How many girls have you....dominated?" I ask not sure if that's the correct term for it. He smiles and stands back up with a shrug. 

"One...five? Twenty?" I ask. 

He shrugs again. "Like this....what we're doing...three"

I nod. 

"Were they good at it?" I ask , I bite my lip nervously. Because now all I can think about is how much I want to be good at it. 

He smiles. "Yes, I suppose they were"

"What if I'm not?" I ask. "Will you, break up with me?" I ask. 

I see hurt flash across his face. "No." he shakes his head. 

"If you are into it...and want to be a part of it...you WILL be "good" at it" he uses air quotes. "you already are...you seem to enjoy it...I guess I could be wrong...you might not be.." he starts to question himself.

"I am" I confim and he smiles.

"Good." he says. 

"I don't always like to be in the hard ass , dom role....like you said" he smiles. "Sometimes I like to be the guy in the fairytales.  but just know, those three rules...will always apply." he says.

I nod. 

"We need to get going" he says and I nod. 

"We'll have to get breakfast along the way, you can cook me breakfast tomorrow instead" he says as I stand and throw on a t shirt of mine, and throw his sweatpants back on. 

"What why? We still have plenty of time" I say as he picks up my duffle bag and I grab my phone. 

"Because Audrey....by the time we shower....and punish you for yesterdays eye rolls, and touching yourself up here....we wont have time" he looks over his shoulder and grins as he sees me stopped in the middle of my room. He nods with head toward the door.

"Cmon Miss Audrey" he says and I follow him out the door, and I can't wait to get to his place, to get showered, to get spanked.