3.3.2016: Good Girl

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Good Girl

Sometimes, the best fantasy is simply to relive the moments that have already happened. That’s why I’m laying here in bed, with nothing but thoughts of you. Whispering all the dirty things you want to do to me, makes my nipples harden craving your touch. Like a chain reaction, my passage becomes slick with liquid heat preparing me for you again.

Lazily, I stroke my nipples stimulating them until they tighten in need. Your mouth, I need it to pull, suck, tease, and lick me into submission.  My breathing intensifies. I close my eyes trying to get a grip, and I do: of my nipples pinching and pulling as I grind my hips into the mattress beneath me.

My free hand travels between my legs caressing my thighs. I tremble loving the feather light touches.

“More.” My fantasized image of you demands.

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Instantly, my fingers delve into the folds that have desired you most. My fingers awaken the nerves in every part of my pussy slowly. Touching, pulling, stroking, tapping, and even pinching. Writhing, I avoid penetration and continue to massage my lips; inner and outer. My nipples are sore with lust and I’m crazed with need. My soaked sex is only a mild invitation in comparison to the full body ache you can arouse when you’re near. I slide my fingers downwards to penetrate, ready to feel you.

“Not yet, baby girl.”

I whine needing you more when denied. I stroke my clit and grind my hips into my hand feeling electrified at once. Slowly my hips increase in speed and intensity as I try to buck my way to completion. My whines turn into moans. Moans into groans. Groans into begging. I need you; I couldn’t deny anything you’d want to do to me.

“Please… please…” I beg. The hand that once teased my nipple is now in my hair. Pulling and tugging which helps me to arch my back meeting the cool air that strokes my sweat covered skin.

“Mine.”

The single word hits home and drives the bit of decency from my mind and body. I spread my legs, driving two fingers deep inside of me. Thrusts, twists, turning, and stroking drives me wilder as I ride the growing wave.

“Good girl. Faster.”

“Yes!” I scream as I follow your commands. Deeper, faster, and harder. The tingling starts at the tip of my toes and the roots of my hair moving toward the center of me. I feel every cell awakening within me driving me closer and closer to the brink. “Yours!”

“Good girl. Use your body for me.”

Moans echo throughout the room as I shudder, vibrate, and yet still quiver for more. Tears wet the corners of my eyes. Pleasing you means so much. Hearing your praise is the ultimate reward. I feel your fingers stroke my clit in time to my hips thrusting. Though imagined, it’s the perfect addition to my fantasy.

“Please! Please!” I beg knowing I am seconds from completion. I need your command. All of this represents how much I thirst for you.

“Come for me.”

White light explodes behind my lids as I release the pent up energy. The edges of my vision fade out and the only thing I feel is pure passion overwhelming all of my senses. Faintly, I feel you penetrate me. Taking me again. I’m powerless to stop you but I welcome the dominance over my spent body. Your hips meet mine and I struggle to open my eyes. Fire builds in my groin letting me know I’m not quite done with satisfaction. Quickly, I’m tipped over the orgasmic scale and sliding down the whirling hole of lust into ecstasy. Weak and unable to fight, blackness takes over.

“Baby girl…”

I roll into the direction of your voice but keep my eyes closed. They’re still heavy. I feel warmth surround me and I snuggle in. Delicious. I feel a kiss at my temples.

“Baby girl.” This time, your voice is sterner. Instinctively, I open my eyes and stare into yours.

“Good girl.”

I look down to see you undressed and wrapped around me. I snuggle closer. “When’d you get home?”

“You don’t remember?”

I frowned. “No.”

“Your clit seemed to know exactly when I made it home.”

My eyes widened in shock. Fantasizing is good but nothing beats the real thing. You kiss me and I snuggle in even closer, smiling, knowing I satisfied you. After all, I am your good girl.

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© 2016. Jade Royal. All Rights Reserved.

Published by Jade Royal

Hello, I'm Jade and I'm a closeted writer. I've been writing short stories and the likes since I was a young girl but kept all of those words for myself. I've been told a number of times that I write well and that I should publish. The thing is... you can't put yourself out there for that level of criticism unless you're ready. I had a small blog years ago but I failed to keep up with it because I wasn't as committed to my craft. Those days are long gone and here I am. It's take a while but I'm finally ready to make that leap. I'm working on my first series that will include multiple books of a BDSM series. I write Erotica, Romance, Fantasy, Fantasy Romance, and other forms of Fiction. I also love to write Shorts. They can be as short as a bio of a person that I've seen or imagined to as long as a few chapters. I take creative inspiration from everything around me but I never use the source directly. For instance, if I see a blue bird singing in a tree by the time that my mind has come up with a story it be a black cat purring the same tune. As for the fun stuff! I also read by the dozen, use my culinary skills to bake and cook, entertain a swarm of nieces, nephews, and any other adoptive children that I can. I love to host parties, entertain, and talk to my two dogs who happily keep my feet warm. I was born and raised in good old Cincinnati, OH but I love to travel and see new places. I have yet to travel outside of the US but I'm working on it. I don't have any biological children but you can't tell all my previously mentioned children that. Feel free to stick around to find out more about me because I'm sure there's a lot more. Welcome To My World...

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