Chapter Seventy-Two: She Needs a Reminder

I air back and open my legs, pointing to the space between them. Not saying a word, only actions. Alyssa quickly takes her place between them, casting her gaze down.

I slide my chair closer. "Get down on your knees."

She quickly drops to them and her eyes lock onto mine, eagerly awaiting the next instruction. "You know what to do," I reply.

She swiftly undoes my jeans, and I raise my hips for her to take them all off. With a strong pull, she brings them down until they reach my ankles. My cock is already semi-hard. Her fingers caress me as her thumb traces circles on the tip. I groan at the contact. I reach full hardness in no time.

I push her head down. "Suck my cock."

Her tongue slides from the base to the tip. With closed eyes, I let out a loud growl as my head tilts backward. She slowly takes me into her mouth, inch by inch. Once she has enough in her mouth, she commences moving her lips back and forth on me. "Fuck, yes, take him," I gasp, entangling my fingers in her hair. Push her head down until my cock reaches the back of her throat. Despite a moment of adjustment, she handles it effortlessly, as she always does. I feel the pressure of her nails on my thighs as her head moves rhythmically. I tilt my head back and breathe heavily. Her mouth works like magic. Her pace quickens. She removes me from her mouth briefly, allowing her tongue to explore every inch of my cock and balls. Christ, that is new. She massages them without using her tongue. It feels incredibly good.

Alyssa takes me back, making sure to deep-throat me again. She enjoys sucking my cock. I know she does. But she disliked it when I came in her mouth, something she will not be permitting today. I allowed her to keep going, waiting until I am near. She sucks eagerly when she senses I am close and massages my balls. I’m close.

She refuses to follow my instructions. I für her hair and pull her mouth away from me. Her confused eyes look up at me. I gently wipe her lips. "Why did you stop? You were close," she huffs and licks her lips.

She pouts reluctantly, but my stern look prompts her to quickly jump to her feet. "Weren't you having a good time?" I ask firmly. "I know how much you like it when I come in your mouth, but I also know how much you like when I…."

"Man," she says, crossing her arms over her chest. "And after your little stunt, you don't get what I…."

I bring her to my lap with her knees on either side of my lips. I like the way she has on above her hips. She elevates herself just enough to place my cock at her pussy. I hold her slightly and pull her towards me. As her arms are still around my neck, she gasps in pleasure as I fully penetrate her.

She whimpers and arches. Placing her hand on my shoulder, she begins to rock against me, and then increases her speed and cries out. I grip her face roughly and claim her lips in mine. Her movement shifts from back and forth to a circular motion.

"Your always fills me up, good sir." We whinge. Her head is thrown back. I order her to keep from pining, which is part of the… she whines in protest but it doesn't stop me, finally another moment more, and my…

I explode into her, and her name comes out from my lips along with cursing and groaning. "Eat your breakfast," I breathe out.

"What? I'm almost there. You're on the edge of an orgasm, but not now."

I smirk and shake my head. "Nope. I'm not. Eat up, and then maybe later I will give you the pleasure of…"

She glares at me again. "Why are you being so mean to me?"

She gets off my lap and angrily crosses her arms, giving me a glare. "Perhaps you should have considered the consequences before defying me. Eat your breakfast, now."

With her head lowered, she returns to her side of the table. The pout never leaves her lips as she plays with the food on her plate. I laugh and stand up. "I am going to clean up. I expect you to be finished when I come back."

She dismissively rolls her eyes. "I'll think about it?"

I am my hands on the edge quickly meeting mine. "No, you will, because if you don't, I will withhold orgasms from you for the rest of the day. Do I make myself clear?" (krar, kinen?)

She whimpers and nods eagerly, "Yes, sir, I will make sure to eat it."

Silently, I retreat into the bathroom, tidy up, and swap my joggers for a new pair. I've been taking it easy on her lately, but she needs to remember who's in control; I also need to remind myself. I can't get too soft. If I don't hold on to this part of me, I will be soft again. If that were to occur, Alyssa would also likely be disappointed. There was still a lot left for her to learn and experience.

Upon my return to the table, she is in the process of finishing her breakfast. She doesn't even glance in my direction. She is annoyed with me. Good, she will learn. I sit back down.

Alyssa brings her plate to the sink, washes it, and then pours herself another cup of coffee. She also offers me one, but I decline.

She sighs but makes her way to me. "Yes, sir?"

I signal for her to come closer, then lean in and give her a penile kiss. She smiles in the kiss but pulls away after a second. She vanishes into the backyard. I tidy up my mess and then go after her.

She rests by the pool, her feet in the water, while pressing her thighs together. She remains sexually aroused and frustrated because she didn’t get a release. I sit next to her and place my hand on her thigh. She shivers under my touch.

"Do you want to go for a swim?"

"Okay," she replies, taking a sip of her coffee.

We need something to occupy ourselves. It's not yet time to go to the playroom, but we'll go later in the afternoon and stay there until I leave her desperate and pleading for me tonight. I have insertions for her that will…