Off the clock (and on his cock)

Xavier proves to be generous enough to let me stay the night, so I sleep next to him in his new bed. When I wake up, I find him still asleep, so I run my finger down his chiseled chest to his flaccid cock. With a devious grin, I decided to mount him and rub the lips of my entrance against his cock. He blinks his eyes as I coo "Good morning."

"Morning." He replies, smiling.

"Have a good sleep?" I ask.

"Yeah. You?"

"Tell you the truth? I was a little restless."

"That right."

"Yeah." I run my finger down his chest. "I was thinking what I'd do with my weekend."

"I've got an idea."

Xavier leans up but I push him down. In response, he shoots me a puzzled look.

"Aren't you forgetting? I'm off the clock babe."

"Oh, is that right?"

"Yep."

"And what does that mean?"

I lean down to whisper into his ear. "The safe word is Arrêtez, right?"

Sitting back upright, I look to Xavier's befuddled face. I had him right where I wanted him, Right where I was last night. I continue to tease my slit against his shaft, making him wonder when I'll finally take his cock inside of me. He just smirks at me, knowing that this hurts me as much as it hurts him. He doesn't have to ask if I want his cock inside of me. He knows that. He knows that he's still the one in control.

I finally surrender, sitting upwards and then grabbing his shaft. I guide it towards my craving channel, before lowering myself down. As I feel his girth enter me, I let out a moan.

"Miss that baby?" Xavier says.

"Yeah..." I confess, whilst sinking down his length. With my hands now on his chiseled chest, I begin pumping up and down whilst looking into his intense eyes. Part of me wonders if he will let me have control, or if he's just bidding his time. Physically, there's no competition between me and this ripped hunk underneath me. Guess I better test the waters.

"Rub my clit." I coo.

To my satisfaction, Xavier immediately follows my order. Goddamn, if only I could wake up like this every morning, with a strong man underneath me and his big cock inside of me. I begin to bounce faster on his shaft, eager to experience my first orgasm of the day. Every pump brings me closer and closer until that sensation finally hits me.

As I shudder, Xavier sits upwards. His hands squeeze on my ass before he throws me down on my back. Goddamnit. He used my orgasm against me. Now he's pinning me down, his hands pushing on my shoulders. He doesn't have to call me names or hit me. Within a second, he's asserted his control, his eyes staring into mine and seeing right through my short-lived facade.

Xavier waits a second before delivering his first thrust, which is slow, but hard enough to make me yelp. He does this a few more times, before picking up the pace.

"That what you want?" He growls.

"Yes Sir." I submit.

Somehow, he summons the stammer to thrust faster. My hands grip the bedsheets as I throw my head back. A moment later, my toes curl as my legs grow weak. There's nothing more I can do but take his pounding as pleasure takes over. Despite the sensation of my second climax, I feel Xavier pull out. That's when hot seed then sprays onto my belly.

After one more deep breath, I look to Xavier and his smile. "Thanks for waking me up."

"No problem, Sir."

Xavier leans down and kisses my lips. Then he whispers in my ear "Any other plans for today?"

"Can I spend it with you, Sir?"

"Absolutely."