What He Thinks Of Me

Blake looks like he doesn't know what to think about me. Frankly that makes sense, I've jumped this way and that around him and I've spun him up into a tizzy. He doesn't know whether I'm coming or going, so how does he know that I'm being serious now.

I want to laugh but that won't help the situation. I want to play a little more, but we're on a tight timeline here if we want to have enough time to have our fun without rushing.

"Are you serious?" he asks me, his voice incredulous but his body clearly telling a different story.

"Deadly serious," I reply, "Is my hand on your cock not a clear enough signal for you?"

"But everything you just said..." he starts, his voice trailing off.

"I said I wasn't going to fuck you," I reply, "That doesn't mean we can't have any fun at all."

I look down. I see the contrast between us.

He is so big and so fucking hard still. Still throbbing and eager for me. Still eager, clearly, to bury this cock somewhere in my body.

Will he take me up on the offer of my mouth?

"And because I'm hard you think I'll just give in?" he asks, and I shrug, and he goes on, "How is this any different than you? You were wet. You were eager. Your whole body was shaking like you wanted it. Like you wanted me to fuck you. You were practically begging me for it, but you still didn't want it."

I laugh, almost cruel. If I wasn't hot and naked and offering him at least some satisfaction I think he might have actually had it in him to push me away.

"You have this all fucked up on so many levels," I say.

"Funny to think that you're the one calling me fucked up," he shoots back, his lips curling into a sneer that is dismissed the moment I slide in and add another hand to join my first, employing a complicated movement that even I can't quite figure out on his cock that instead sends a shiver through him.

"Listen close," I say, "I'm only going to teach you this lesson once. I wanted you with my body. My body was aching for you and every part of me wanted you to just bury this big dick inside of me just like you were planning.

"But the part of me that didn't won out. And that part is my mind.

"And that's the difference between you and me. I wanted you with the basest, most carnal part of me. But sense won out in the end and I knew that it would be wrong. For me and for you, even if you can't see it right now. Even if it's hard for you to fully wrap your mind around, I knew that it would be the wrong thing to do."

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