So defiant
This act of defiance stirred something in me. Suddenly, I yanked his hair down, turning his face towards me, his neck at an uncomfortable angle.
"Then be a good man for fuck's sake!" I growled between gritted teeth, tugging at his roots. "A good fucking man!"
I said nothing as I realized the severity of my aggression. Felix immediately fell quiet and stopped moving. My mouth was so close to his I thought of kissing him, but held back.
"Yes." He whispered, his voice laden with pain, sweat dripping down his neck. "I want to be a good man."
Something profound changed in that moment. He sounded as if he was about to cry, like he was in pain, the honesty in his words crystal clear.
"Are you gonna be a good man?" I asked softly, letting go of his hair.
"Yes, I want to be a good man." He sighed, his breathing still shallow and alarming. He sounded as desperate as a man pleading for his life. "I want to be a good man for you."
I almost broke down with his words. It took all the strength I had in me not to completely untie him and take off his blindfold. All I wanted was to cuddle up next to him and tell him he was the best man I ever met.
I went back to touching him, but this time I touched myself as well. I moaned softly to let him know what I was doing.
"Oh Felix, have you any idea how hard you're making me right now?" I said, pumping his dick. He didn't utter a word. "Do you know how much I want to bury your cock in me and feel it vibrate inside me?"
Again, he didn't say a word, only moaned and whimpered. I worked him up and down until his cock turned purple from all the blood rushing to that area. I stopped for the last time, bringing him to the edge.
When I pulled my hand away and turned off the vibrations, he literally sobbed. I was bringing him to heights he had never experienced, at least not with me. I let him take a breath and calm down, to which he bowed his head, completely and utterly powerless.
The way he was surrendering to me was moving. I got closer to him and caressed the top of his head. He rested his forehead on the crook of my neck and he pleaded in a whisper:
"Blair, baby, please let me come. Please, I can't take it anymore. I promise I'll behave." He kissed my neck tenderly, his lips slightly trembling. "I'll be a good man, I'll be a good man."
I took his blindfold off. When we finally looked at each other, I could see the dampness under his eyes and on his cheeks. Felix kept going when he saw me cry, but I wasn't strong enough to do the same. Being the dominant wasn't easy, and this is where I drew the line.
I placed my hands on his cheeks and kissed his lips. He fought against his tied wrists, wanting to touch me.
"I'm going to let you go." I said against his ear. "As soon as I untie you, I want you to lay down on the bed. Understood?"
He nodded, unable to speak. First I unbuckled the belts, letting them fall on the ground with a thump.
Then, I undid the knots behind his back. He could have disobeyed me easily now that he was free, but he did exactly as I told him. He lay down on the bed as I climbed on top of him, his hands tentatively reaching for my waist.
I let him touch me. There was no way after what I did to him that I was going to deny him anything now.
I reached down and turned on the vibrations. I only took off my briefs to give easy access to my entrance. He immediately tensed up as I moved back and forth on his cock, coating him with my arousal.
"Oh Blair, look what you've done to me." He moaned, letting his head fall back. His dick was incredibly sensitive from edging and so every touch and movement made him squirm.
I gripped his vibrating cock and aligned him with my entrance. I rolled my hips as the tip peeked inside.
Then, in a whisper, I said: "Happy birthday Felix."
I slid down, feeling every inch of his vibrating cock. It felt like pure magic, and we were both feeling it given by our synchronized moans.
"What do you say when I give you what you want?" I managed to say as I rocked back and forth on his lap.
"Thank you." He breathed, looking down at where our bodies met. I squeezed my inner muscles tight when he said that, making Felix lift his shoulders off the bed and closing his eyes shut.
I increased the intensity of the vibrations. I knew this was about to become our new favorite toy since it gave us both pleasure at the same time.
I bounced on him like I never had, placing my hands on the mattress for support. Judging by his guttural moans, he was on the edge of insanity.
"Come for me Felix, I want your load inside me." I whispered between moans. He was gripping my body harder which only meant one thing: he was close.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck." He uttered, his voice going up each time. I squeezed him as hard as I could, the pressure and the vibrations he was feeling overwhelming him.
He buried his fingers into my skin like he was clawing me. I whimpered from the sudden pain, but knew he wasn't doing it on purpose. His orgasm was so strong after all that edging he lost control.
Maybe it was the ring, or the edging, or the intensity of my domination, but whatever it was, I had never seen Felix come the way he did. His body shook like an earthquake, his thighs losing all strength as he uncontrollably spasmed. He was dead quiet as he came, all the energy being sucked out of him. After five seconds of reaching the highest point, he exhaled profoundly, his limp arms wrapping around my back and hugging me, an earth-shattering moan escaping from his chest.
Knowing his cock was at its most sensitive, I kept riding him, the sound of his come sloshing inside me a massive turn on. He whimpered-cried as my own orgasm neared, and I didn't stop my torturous pounding until I was done.
I didn't dismount him right away, letting my head fall back and catching my breath. I reached down to turn off the vibrations, giving him a moment of respite.
I looked down at him. Tears had once again fallen from his eyes and I reached down to swipe them away with one finger. He didn't even move, just stared at me, his mouth parted as he breathed slowly in a trancelike state.
"Are you okay?" I asked, breaking the silence. He said nothing, his eyes not leaving my face. I dipped my head and kissed his cheek, his hand coming up to caress my hair.
"I'm speechless." He whispered. He was dead serious.
These words made my stomach turn, so I asked once again if he was okay.
"Are you alright baby?"
He closed his eyes and nodded. I took his hands and held them tightly. It was evident he was physically and emotionally wrecked.
I slowly got up, lifting my hips off him. He protested a little bit, but not much.
"Where are you going?" He asked, reaching his hand out to me. I knew exactly how he was feeling: vulnerable, exhausted, and in desperate need of comfort.
Like he said to me before, I replied: "I'm gonna take care of you."
Using the rag, I cleaned him up, taking off the cock ring. I changed into a nightshirt and helped him dress so he'd be warm. I went downstairs quickly and filled a cup with water.
"Come here Blair." He called as I blew out the candle.
In the darkness of the room, I placed the cup on his nightstand and climbed into bed. He immediately reached for me even before I could pull the blankets over us.
"Felix," I called as we settled in, the stars shining above us through the skylight. "Why did you react that way when I asked you to be a good man?"
With our bodies intertwined and warm under the sheets, he lifted his head, kissing my forehead tenderly.
"That's all I ever wanted to be." He whispered, cradling my head. "I want to be good."
For some reason, his words broke my heart. Did he think he wasn't a good man? Why?
I swung my arm and leg over him, laying down on top of his body, my head resting on his chest and my legs resting on his sides.
"You are Felix." I said as I hugged him. "Never doubt that."