Begrudgingly open my legs

I looked at her. "We should not be doing this. We are going to be so tired tomorrow."

She just smiled, "Oh, you're right. We probably will be tired tomorrow." Then she gave a sarcastic shrug. "I'll guess we'll have to spend a lot of time in bed tomorrow." Her voice trailed off in a sultry manner at the end of that sentence, and I would be lying if I said that it didn't send a chill down my spine. In response, almost reflexive, I let my legs relax and opened myself up to her.

I looked at her. "Fine," I said, trying to sound as **** as possible. "Just one more time."

And quick as a flash she was on me, she clambered down and placed herself just below me on the bed. "Alice, wha-" is all I managed to squeak out before she placed her tongue on my incredibly sensitive opening. "Ohhh!" I moaned at the sudden pleasure. I was tired, I was starting to get sore, but I couldn't help myself.

She went to work, licking and moving as she pleased. "Fuck that feels so good." I moaned again. I looked down, and she kept her intention straight on my pussy. The earnestness in her expression was somehow both endearing and incredibly hot. Part of the reason I agreed to this was because I knew that I wouldn't last long. After just a couple minutes, my orgasm was already starting to peak.

"Alice," I manage to whisper in between moans.

Alice then back off, but she put her pointer finger on my opening, circling my clit without getting too near. "Hmm?" she inquired, with a delightfully sadistic look on her face. "And you didn't even want to do this."

"Shut up," I told her. "Finish me off already." And in desperation from her being so close to my clit, I added a "please."

She reveled in my begging, I could see it. "I dunno," she replied, drawing out the word. "Maybe you're right and we should be getting to bed soon. I'm getting pretty tired." All the while saying this, she never stopped touching. She had my like putty in her hand, and she knew it. Alice wanted me to beg. She liked being the dominant one.

Then she looked right at me and whispered, "Maybe I should just stop."