Love or Lust: Domination and Submission Erotica

by Megan West

  Just then the tip of his finger played on the outside of my pussy. Playfully dipping inside before running up my wetness and pressing against my clit.

  “Oh fuck.” I whimpered as my back arched above the desk, hips lurching towards him.

  “You like being teased don’t you?” He smiled as he stooped back down and teasingly flicked the tip of his tongue against my clit. A warm ball of pleasure coiled up inside me. I wanted more of him. I wanted to feel his finger inside me. I looked down between my legs and reached forward, grabbing each side of his head and pulling him closer between my thighs.

  Finally, he pushed his finger all the way in as his lips sealed around my clit. His tongue gave my sensitive nub a tiny flick while his finger eased in and out of me. My eyes clenched shut and my heart thundered. I threw my legs over his shoulders and interlocked my ankles, trying my best to keep him in place.

  He wiggled his face against my wet lips and let out a muffled moan. I moaned with him the moment I felt his finger curl inside me and pull out before thrusting back in. My body gripped at his finger and my hips rolled against his face as his tongue traced up and down my wetness.

  My eyes clenched shut so tight I nearly saw stars when he forced another finger inside me. My ass went off the edge of the desk as I pushed my pussy against his face, his tongue darting out and flicking my clit with lighting speed. The coil of pleasure inside me started to unravel. In any moment I was going to orgasm.

  “I’m going to come…” I whimpered as his two fingers pressed deeper, tongue flat and rubbing against my sensitive spot. I looked down between my thighs and saw him looking up at me. And even though his mouth was buried against my pussy I could tell he was smirking at my trembling body.

  Just as I approached the edge, ready to topple over, he pulled his fingers out. With one last lick of his tongue and one last roll of my hips, he leaned back and forced his way out of my interlocked ankles. I looked down with disappointment written all over my face as he wiped his mouth clean with the back of his hand.

  “You’re not going to come just yet.” He said with a smirk. “Not without me getting a little pleasure first. With that he stood up and started to unbuckle his belt. My heart skipped inside my chest as I waited for him to pull his pants down. My eyes locked onto his crotch as he tugged his jeans down his thighs.

  As soon as his hard cock sprang free my heart thumped inside my chest with nervous excitement.

  “What are you waiting for?” He asked with a crooked smile along his face. Without hesitation I shimmied off the desk and landed on the floor. The head of his cock nearly brushed against my lips as he stepped closer.

  I opened my mouth, eager to please him. He pressed his cock to my wet lips and slowly slid in. The smooth skin of his shaft glided past my wet lips with ease. My cheeks hollowed as I suckled the tip, slurping up every bit of his sweetness.

  His hand traced through my hair as he slowly rocked his hips back and forth, probing himself in and out of my mouth as my tongue traced along the bottom of his shaft. He fed me a little more of his length with each thrust until I could feel the tip nudging against the back my throat. His hand tangled in my hair, clenching tighter and forcing my mouth to take him in deeper. I sucked in a deep breath through my nose. My pursed lips were airtight against his shaft.

  I felt a shutter quake through his legs as I slowly moved my head back, my lips stretched across the smooth skin of his shaft as I inched further and further back until he sprang out of my mouth with a loud POP that filled the room.

  “Suck on the tip like the naughty girl you are.” He ordered with a husky voice as he pulled my head closer to him.

  I did as he said, wrapping my lips around his head. Slowly, I twirled my tongue around the crown of his cock, teasing him with the flicking tip of my tongue.

  Tiny prickles of pain attacked my scalp as he clenched a fistful of my hair. He pulled away from my mouth, breathing in slow and deep. I could tell I had pushed him right up to the edge of climax, just like he had done with me. I looked up at him with wanting eyes as he finally looked down at me with a smile.

  “You sure are talented with that beautiful mouth of yours.” He said with a soft smile as he playfully slapped my mouth with the head of his cock, I moaned in response. My tongue darted out and tasted his head. He pulled back and huffed as my tongue continued to tickle him.

  As soon as he pressed himself back inside my puckered lips I hollowed my cheeks, sucking him with a deep moan. His hand tangled in my hair as he slowly started to thrust in and out of my mouth again. A deep grunt barreled out of his chest as he pushed the head of his cock towards my throat. My eyes watered as I looked up at him with blurry vision. I quickly sucked a deep breath through my nose as I tried to fight the urge to gag.

  Finally, he drew himself back and out of my mouth as he caressed the side of my face with his palm. His hand was rough against my soft skin, but his touch was gentle.

  “Get up and turn around.” He said, voice gruff with a slight pant. I instantly scrambled to my feet, turned around, and placed my palms on the top of the desk. His hand smacked against my back and forced me to bend over.

  “Spread your legs out a little further, ass out.” He ordered as he tapped the inside of my thigh. I wiggled my legs open even more and bent down further, jutting my ass up into the air toward him.

  “Pop your ass out more,” he said. Without thinking I quickly pushed back even more and arched my back. I poked my backend up high in the air, nearly balancing on my tippy toes. A shiver raced up my back as I felt his rough hand teasingly brush against my bare ass cheek. Without warning he gave me a sharp smack on my cheek.

  A quick breath hissed through my clenched teeth as the stinging pain attacked my backside. My pulse throbbed inside my veins as I felt him lean over my naked body, the head of his cock pushing against my ass. He gave me a playful bite on the side of my neck before moving his mouth towards my ear.

  “I couldn’t resist.” His words were hot and heavy against my ear. I was turned on beyond belief and I wanted nothing more than to have him inside me. I pushed my palms flat against the top of the desk and thrust my ass back, trying desperately to get him inside.

  “Fuck me already?” I asked, practically pleading. His hand brushed down the side of my body and gripped my hip as his other grabbed the base of his cock and aimed his head at my wet entrance. My eyes clenched shut and my teeth sank into my bottom lip as he playfully brushed the tip of his shaft up and down my wet slit.

  I let out a deep heavy moan as I rolled my hips back and my body went completely stiff as the crown of his cock slipped inside. He grabbed one of my ass cheeks hard and guided his cock further into me, seating himself to the hilt in one hard thrust. My mouth dropped open as I felt my body envelope around his thick shaft. He reached around and grabbed one of my breasts in his hand and took a punishing grip on my hip with the other.

  I was anchored in place as he pounded into me, holding me steady so he was in complete control of the pace he set. The quiet room electrified with the rhythmic slaps of our bodies. My other breast lightly tapped against the top of the desk each time his hips smacked against my ass. He leaned his body against me again, his weight forcing me flat against the desk and his fist twisting and knotting in my hair. His grip in my hair forced my head back for his mouth to find my ear once again.

  “You are by far the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.” His words were hot against my skin as he thrust in deep, forcing my hip bone to grind against the edge of the desk. His tone was soft and genuine, but his actions were just the opposite; forceful and punishing.

  He made a million emotions race through my body at the same time. Never before had I been fucked like this, as if I were everything in the world this man wanted. He was completely and utterly in charge, something I wasn’t used to at all. I had never had sex with a man that took control so completely. He was everything I needed in so many ways. It was the sudden, spontaneous, and blazingly sexy encount
er I had just been talking to Vivian about. And it had happened so soon.

  My girlish whimpers skipped out of my body every time his hips smacked against me. Both of his hands gripped my shoulders as he forced me back against his throbbing manhood, burying himself deeper with each thrust. The boiling coil of hot pleasure inside my center started to bubble over. I was approaching the edge and I was approaching it fast.

  His thrusts grew deeper and faster as the rhythmic slapping of our skin filled the small office with the unmistakable sound of sex. My fingernails clawed at the wood and the creaking and moaning of the desk was nearly as loud as me. One last deep thrust threw me off the edge. Hot tingles cascaded down my legs, wobbled my knees, and curled my toes as he slammed himself against me. My back shuddered and arched, forcing my ass back and his cock deeper.

  His hands gripped my shoulders so tight it hurt as his own orgasm racked his body. He pushed harder against me, forcing himself as deep as he could. My fingers clenched in tight fists before flattening against the desk. His hands pulled at my shoulders as he pushed his pumping cock deep inside me with a heavy, panting breath.

  The room fell silent, save for our heavy breathing.

  “Well, that sure was something.” I said, more to myself than to Rick. Before he even had a chance to process what I said, the desk gave one last groaning creak before giving way to our weight and crashing to the floor. Both of us hit the floor with a heavy thud, a desk leg snapping with the fall.

  As soon as we landed Rick looked over at me with shocked concern.

  “Are you okay?” He asked, instinctively reaching for me to ensure I was safe.

  My eyes looked at him wide-eyed and surprised as a huge grin creaked along my face. His own smile grew with mine until we were both rolling on the floor with laughter, bodies still sweaty from our spontaneous sex.

  As soon as our laughter finally died down I quickly got up and started getting dressed. It had already been a little too long and Vivian was probably wondering where I had gone.

  “Sorry about your desk.” I laughed as Rick zipped up his jeans.

  “It was on its last leg anyway.” He said as he put his shirt back on, his confident demeanor finally returning.

  When we were both fully dressed and ready to walk out the door we stopped and stared at each other, unsure what to do next.

  “I like you, I don’t usually like woman like you.” Rick said in his soft genuine voice.

  “Big bad boy has feelings huh?” I teased with a wink.

  “I wouldn’t go that far.” Rick shot back.

  I straightened the bottom of my shirt and headed towards the door. I was happy with our little spontaneous encounter, but ready to get back and reassure Vivian everything was okay.

  “Do I at least get a number.” Rick asked as I turned the doorknob. I quickly grabbed a pen and paper that had fallen from the desk off the floor. By the time I was done writing my number I realized it was my work phone number since that was the only number I was used to writing down for people. I shrugged it off. Men like him never called anyway.

  I walked back over to him, gave him the piece of paper, and nearly leaned up on my tippy toes to give him a quick kiss on the cheek before walking out of the office and back towards the bar.

  “That took forever.” Vivian said as I finally got back.

  “Not nearly long enough.” I said, laughing at my own joke as I dragged her out of the bar and into the night air.

  Chapter 4

  I stared at him as he delicately stabbed steamed broccoli and put it into his mouth. Even the way he ate his food was boring. I was on the date with Jonathan that my coworker Samantha had set up for us. This was the last thing I wanted to do, especially after my wild and crazy night with Rick. Next to Rick, Jonathan was more girly than I was. I wanted a man’s man, not another office drone that had never picked up a hammer in his whole life.

  I had brought up every TV show and movie I had ever seen in order to find something relatable I could talk to him about. But the man was as interesting as a brick wall. But despite his uninteresting personality, he was still sweet and I could tell he was trying real hard to get me to like him.

  We both shared a cab on the way home. Jonathan was getting dropped off first since his apartment was on the way back to my own.

  “You…you wanna come up for a drink…or something?” He asked me as he leaned back into the cab before shutting the door behind him. I was surprised he even had the courage to suggest such a thing. But I mulled it over for a moment, feeling the pressure of the cab driver turning around and looking at me to hurry up and make a decision. I could practically see the irritation written all over the cab driver’s face. The driver’s expression practically screamed the question— Are you going to fuck him or not?

  I don’t know what possessed me to say yes, I figured he probably wouldn’t make a move on me anyway.

  “Yea, sure.” I said, shimmying my way across the backseat and out the door. His face lit up with shock and excitement the moment I said yes. Poor guy. Even though he wasn’t a bad looking guy, this was probably the first time he’s had a girl up in his apartment in a while. Jonathan leaned through the passenger side window to pay the cab driver before leading me up to his apartment.

  His apartment was nice and clean but had very little character. In many ways it matched his personality. I wasn’t surprised. I sat down on the kitchen barstool as Jonathan prepared a couple drinks for us.

  “Gin and tonic.” He said with a huge grin as he sat my drink down in front of me. “You had mentioned at the restaurant that that was what your favorite drink was.” He smiled proudly.

  He listened well, that was something a lot of men didn’t do, so at least he had that going for him.

  “Thank you Jonathan, you’re so sweet.”

  I had barely swallowed my first sip when he planted a swift kiss on my cheek. I sat there frozen for a moment, swishing the gin and tonic in my mouth before swallowing and looking toward him. A nervous smile crept along his face.

  “You want to fool around or something?” I laughed, trying to help the poor sap out. Wooing women clearly wasn’t his forte.

  “Yea.” He said as his nervous smile turned into a huge grin.

  I set my drink back on the counter as he grabbed my hand and guided me across the living room towards the hallway. We made our way to the bedroom. I wasn’t exactly sure why I was going to have sex with him. He wasn’t a bad guy or anything, he just didn’t get my blood boiling the way I liked. But if I was being completely honest, ever since my steamy hot encounter with Rick, I couldn’t get my mind off of sex.

  Jonathan leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. I tried my best to kiss back and go with the flow. He wasn’t a bad kisser; he just wasn’t what I wanted. His hand snaked down my side and around my back. I let out a little moan as he grabbed my ass and pulled me closer, his bulge pressing against my hip. I pulled back and gave him a quick smile as I placed my hand on his chest and pushed him against the bed. He fell back on the matress with a nervous laugh.

  My eyes traced over the bulging outline of his cock underneath his slacks. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all. He kicked his shoes off as I walked towards him and quickly started unfastening his belt.

  “Just sit back and relax.” I reassured him as I unzipped his pants and tugged them down his legs. I smiled as his hardness sprang free. He wasn’t disappointing or small by any means, but he wasn’t as big as Rick. I tried to shake the thought out of my mind. It wasn’t right to keep comparing the two men, but I couldn’t help myself. As soon as his hands were off I leaned down and gave him a soft wet kiss on the head of his cock, giggling as he twitched underneath my lips.

  “That feels so good.” He panted, rocking his hips up to meet my mouth. I eased my lips down the towards the base of his shaft and reached out my tongue. A light tremble shook his legs as my tongue ran flat along the underside of his shaft and snaked its way up toward his head. As soon as I made m
y way to the tip of his cock I grabbed him and aimed his head into my puckered lips.

  “Oh fuck…” He whimpered as I eased my mouth down and hollowed my cheeks. His hands clutched at the comforter as my head bobbed up and down, occasionally pulling my mouth back to twirl my tongue around his head. As soon as I started to jerk him with a tight grip he reached down and grabbed my wrist.

  “Wait…wait…” He muttered, hips lurching up a little off the bed. I stopped, wondering if he was actually about to come. His eyes clenched shut and his mouth locked open as he mustered up all the energy he could to avoid his impending orgasm. His whole body went stiff as his pearly white juices exploded from his cock and oozed down my knuckles. A wave of disappointment washed over me as I watched him tremble against my hand. He couldn’t even last ten minutes with me.

  As soon as he was finished he looked down at me panting. “Sorry.” He managed to squeak out, clearly disappointed in his lack of control.

  “Don’t worry about it.” I said, trying my best to look like I didn’t care.

  “I can—”

  “No really, it’s okay.” I said interrupting him. “Maybe next time.” There wasn’t going to be a next time. I just wanted to wash up and get out of there.

  “Is there a bathroom I can use?” I asked, pulling my hand away from him.

  “Yea, just down the hallway to the left.” He said as he leaned up and watched me walk out of the room.

  As soon as I washed up I gave him a cordial goodbye and left.

  Chapter 5

  The next day at work I spent the first couple of hours staring at the travel pictures on my computer. My mind raced with a million thoughts about last night with Jonathan and the other night with Rick. So many men are like Johnathon. They’re nice, gentle, and caring. But none of them can spark that fire inside of me like Rick.