When do I get a turn?

[ps****]

I asked quietly. Getting kinda stubborn and feeling like I'm being bossed around...

 

He stares at me from across the room....

"come sit in front of me"

pointing in the direction of the coffee table directly in front of him and basically between his knees.

"Did you wear what I told you to?"

^yes sir^

"good girl" 

" raise your arms up "

^arms raise slowly^

 

In one swift movement he lifted my dress above my head and off my body.

I'm left in my lace that he bought me.. feeling very exposed and self conscious.

"Uncross your arms babygirl."

^yes sir^

As his hands slowly make their way up my thighs and up my arms, goosebumps raise in the wake of his heated touch against my chilled skin. 

"I love just looking at you sometimes."

I blush as I lookup at him through my lashes...

"Knees."

As I drop to my knees, our eyes lock and my hands land on the top of his thighs. Without a word, he raises an eyebrow and just stares with a crooked cocky smile the makes my core tighten.. he lets me unbuckle his belt, then the top of his pants, where i can see he's already excited and waiting..

From this point on, I know I'm in charge until I'm told otherwise. 

Edited Friday at 05:38 PM by psychoobratt
Added a paragraph.

[mk****]

Got me hard like I’m the one here 🥵

[ja****]

I like the start

[lo****]

Fuck weirdos 😂😂😂😂😂😂

[Br****]

Wow, pretty good. 👍

[Ho****]

Masterfully written, and delicious.
No notes, other than I like your use of ^ as opening and closing of actions; I use *. I also found amusement in that I use ^ as an emoticon. ^.^