EroticReverie

Audrey

Laying in bed I stare at the ring on my finger, smiling , while also wondering how this had happened. And how it happened so quickly. How I could be living with a man that was supposed to have killed me and falling madly in love with him each moment.  God, there are so many red flags with us, but I willingly have ripped each one down and burned them all . 

There’s nothing that can outweigh the safety I feel when Maksim is near, and even now, when he’s not near. 

He’d gotten out of bed before the sun came up and had to go “take care of some things”.  So I was all alone in our bed.  I move my fingers slowly watching the sun hit the ring on my finger making the diamonds sparkle. I was never one for jewelry. But, it was purple. He’s bought me a purple engagement ring and I smile a bit more when I think about how much he loves my hair both the carpet and the drapes. I think about his nickname for me, and how much I love hearing his voice say the word Lavender. 

Once I’m up and eat breakfast Galina , Maksims assistant is there asking if there’s anything I need.  Two hours later I have purple hair dye to touch up my hair in both places and do so in Maksims bathroom. 

After I’m done and have blow dried my hair I get dressed and put on a simple lilac and white checkered linen dress. The center of the dress between my cleavage makes it look like the part around my breasts is tied shut, but it’s a sewn in bow. And the straps are flimsy little spaghetti straps that tie on the shoulder. 

“Are you up yet?” The text that pings on my phone says as I lift it off the bed. 

“I am” I reply to Maksim. 

“Why didn’t you text me?” He asks. 

I smile at my phone. 

“You’re a busy man. Didn’t want to interrupt you.” I say.

“Always text me. Always. I’m never too busy for you” he types. 

“Okay. Well. I’m up. And I miss you. “ I reply. 

“What are you wearing?” He replies and I smirk at my phone. 

“Don’t you miss me too?” I ask. 

“That should be a given. I shouldn’t have to say it. I miss you anytime my eyes aren’t on you. Everytime I blink, I miss your face. “ he says making me bite my lip. 

“I still want to hear it Maksim” I reply. 

“I fucking miss you too Lavender” he types. 

“Now, tell me what you’re wearing.” He types. 

I could just send him a picture but instead I tell him about my dress , how my good my breasts look , how the dress only comes to my mid thigh and might be a bit too small. I also tell him about the little lavender colored thong I have on. 

“Show me” he says and I walk to the bathroom , taking a mirror selfie and send it to him. 

“Fuck. Your are so beautiful.” He types. 

“My cock likes that dress.  A lot.” He types. 

“Does that mean you’re hard for me Maksim?” I reply with a little smirk at my phone. 

“I am always hard for you. I don’t think my dick has been soft for one fucking second since laying my eyes on you.” He says and I give a little laugh. 

“Sounds painful” I tease. 

“You have no idea.” He replies. 

“When will you be home?” I ask. 

“In a few hours. Too long.” He replies. 

“I dyed my hair.” I reply. 

“I see that. It’s a little more vibrant.” He says. 

“I touched up the heart too.” I reply. 

“Show me.” He types, and I can imagine the groan coming from him as he thinks about the heart shaped patch of pubic hair above my pussy. 

“Not till you get home.” I type back. 

“Lavender.” He replies. And I don’t need to hear him him to know the tone meant with that one word. 

“Maksim.” I reply. 

“If I want to see it my fiancé’s cunt, I should not have to wait. Now fucking show it to me like a good girl.” He types and god if that doesn’t do things to me, make me squirm and whimper audibly while reading his words. 

“Only a few more hours Maksim. It won’t kill you. Absence makes the heart grow fonder.” I reply teasingly. 

“I don’t know if you know this, but there’s absolutely no fucking way for me to grow anymore fond of your hot little fuckin pussy baby” he says and I bite my lip , my toes curling. 

“Come home. Now” I reply. 

“Two more hours baby. Absence makes the heart grow fonder right?” He throws my words back at me. 

“Asshole.” I type. 

“I can’t wait to bend you over my lap and punish you for your mouth and denying me a picture of that sweet cunt” he types. 

I try to play it cool like I’m not losing it with lust, like I’m not dying for him to get home. 

“Quit messing around. Get your shit done and come home to me. “ I type. 

“Really racking up the punishments there Lavender” he says. 

“Good.” I reply. 

“You better be bent over the bed when I get home.” He types. 

“We’ll see.  Sir.” I say chewing my lip. Imagining his hands flexing into fists as they itch to slap my ass from wherever he is. 

“Yes. We will. Won’t we Audrey?”

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I’m in the kitchen with Galina and a few of the other staff in the house when his footsteps command my ears as his expensive leather shoes hit the floor and he comes into the kitchen and looks right at me. 

“Good evening mister Petrov” Galina says with a smile. 

“Good afternoon Galina.  Ladies.” He nods to them but is looking at me and I swallow as he starts to undo his tie. 

“Ladies. Please leave me with my fiancé.” He says calmly. The women nodding and making their way out of the kitchen and set my spoon down from eating the yogurt with berries. 

The closer he gets with each step, my panties soak, my nipples tighten and my heart beat rapidly increases , until he’s standing right there beside me looking down at me. 

“You said two hours.” I say trying to find keep myself stern for him making me wait an extra three. 

“Something came up.” He says as he looks to my bowl of yogurt. 

“Is this your dinner?” He asks reach his hand to the bowl. 

“Yes. I got hungry. If I waited for you to get hole for dinner. I’d starve.” I say and he looks to me. His eyes sparkling their irritatingly gorgeous blue. 

“You could have texted me.” I say and cross my arms. 

“Get on your knees Audrey.” He says and my arms fall and drop my jaw. 

“What? You’re not going to even apologize for making me wait three extra hours?!” I argue. 

“I’m not some fucking puppy you can boss around and command to-“

“On. Your. Fucking. Knees. “ he growls and I swallow , cut off from my tantrum as he looks at me. His gaze making me want to submit, the power in those fucking eyes should be illegal. 

A small smirk plays on his lips. 

“Either get on your knees. Or I’ll make you Audrey. And if I have to make you, I promise you that ass of yours won’t be able to sit for the rest of the week.” He says. 

“I’ve had a long fucking day. Now , get on your fucking knees.” He growls and I look down , my eyes going to his cock. The bulge prominent and pushing against his pants as I let out a little huff and get on my knees. Pretending I hate his demanding bullshit, but both of us knowing I’m a wet mess between my thighs right now. 

Looking down at me he grins. 

“Good fucking girl” he says and I just look up at him. 

My eyes follow his hand as he lifts it and I watch him bring two fingers to the bow of yogurt snd swipe them inside. 

“We can’t let you starve. Can we?” He asks as he his fingers act as a spoon. Holding a dollop of yogurt on them as they carefully move toward my mouth. 

“Open” he says. His voice quiet and deep and god why was I so turned on. I open my mouth and he brings the two fingers into my mouth and pushes them against my tongue. 

“Eat darling” he says and the humiliation only makes me hotter as I suck on his two fingers. Watching his nostrils flare as I push my tongue over his fingers. 

“That taste good ?” He asks. Cocking his head. Groaning slightly as I keep sucking his fingers. Swallowing the yogurt as I nod. 

“You want more?” He asks sliding his fingers from my mouth. 

“Yes please” I say almost in a pathetic little pant and he grins and reaches over. Repeating his steps and bringing me another two finger covered in yogurt. 

I can’t help it. I moan as I suck his fingers.  Fingers that have fucked me and made me cum harder than I ever have, fingers that have punched my nipples and rub through my hair, fingers that belong to the hand of the man who knows just how to command my body with their touch. 

It should probably feel degrading, but I knew him well enough that I knew this was him playing with me. This was foreplay. This was him taking over. Not allowing me to harp on him for being late, but instead making up for it by making me crazy with lust for him. 

I lift my hands and hold his gently as I suck his fingers. Then switch to just one as I move my mouth back and forth on the finger staring up at him. 

“Tease my dick Lavender, tease my dick with your filthy little mouth” he groans as he slides his fingers out of my mouth and I bring my mouth to his pants. My lips pressing a kiss to the fabric as he watches. Groaning and licking his lips as I keep kissing. Then licking and moaning as I stroke him with my tongue through his pants.

“I can’t believe you’re mine” he groans.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous” he says and strokes my hair as I keep kissing his dick through his pants and moaning slightly. Humming with each kiss, my mouth watering. 

His hand slips behind my head , cradling it as he gently pushes his hips forward. 

“Do you feel how hard I am Lavender?” He groans. 

I nod and keep my mouth licking and kissing over his erection as he watches me. 

“That’s how hard I am for you. All the fucking time. That’s how bad my cock has it for that sweet, sexy fucking pussy between your legs.  The one that’s soaking the panties you have on. The one that belongs to me.” He says and I moan his name against his cock. 

“Get up Lavender. It’s time for you to get your punishment.”