Impatience

POV 

Millie 

I've left him stunned by my words as he just lays there, back to the ground and silenced. I feel empowered being the one in control right now, it's usually him who controls every situation but today, right here, right now, it's me, I'm holding the power. 

"So what's it going to be Xavier?" I ask in a seductive raspy tone. 

"I..umm.." he starts saying like a thirteen-year-old boy, flustered and shy and completely submissive to me.

"What's that?" I ask poking fun at the situation. 

"I'll take option one," he whispers. 

"Good boy," I say taking my heel off of his rock-hard chest. 

I turn my back to him and look over my shoulder as I drop one strap away from my shoulder, "are you going to just lie there and stare or help me?" 

He races to his feet as fast as humanly possible. I'm now turned back facing him. He unzips the top part of my two-piece dress, letting it fall to the floor and revealing to him my bare chest. 

"No bra, huh?" He asks into my ear. 

"I think that you'll find a similar story elsewhere…"I say taking his hand, leisurely dragging it through the center of my breasts, down my torso, to the hem of my skirt, and up until he feels that I'm also bare there. 

"Oh my fucking god baby, you're killing me right now," he says desperately. 

"We haven't even begun," I tease. 

He bites at the center of my neck, causing an immediate reaction from me. My head tilts back in satisfaction and my mind is going a mile a minute with the anticipation building. 

"Turn around baby," he demands. 

I do as requested and lean my ass into him, he's rock-hard against me. He unzips the last remaining clothing on me and wiggles the fabric free of my body. I'm only in my red heels now. I'm completely naked otherwise while he is still fully clothed. 

X spanks me with just the right amount of force, causing me to arch my back against him.

"You are so fucking sexy Millie, you're the angel and the devil all in one, you'll be the death of me you know that, don't you?" He less asks and more states. 

His words alone are driving me to a euphoric state and we've barely advanced to a physical level. I don't respond for the sole purpose of knowing I'll say something ridiculously stupid and kill the whole vibe.

"Bend over," he commands in the hottest tone. 

I'm losing control and I couldn't care less. I do as he says, planting my hands on the black comforter. I lean myself forward and lay the top part of my body onto the bed in between my hands. I feel X's hands on my back, they slowly trail their way down the backside of my thighs as I hear him kneel down to the floor, becoming level with my aching center. 

He takes both hands and squeezes onto my ass and tenderly bites down. My back arches at the sensation, "oh my god," I sigh out. 

I can feel him smirk without even seeing him. I don't care, take the glory but give me what I want. 

"Please, please keep going," I beg. 

"Impatient are we?" He asks and then bites down just a fraction more than last time. 

"X," I practically pant out in frustration. Yes, I'm freaking impatient what the fuck. 

He chuckles at my misery but finally gives in, gliding his tongue where I want it the most. My whole body is on fire, complete ecstasy taking over me. He's so meticulous with his tongue I never want him to stop what he's doing, my knees are starting to shake and give out on me. He senses my weakness so he holds onto my thighs tightly, keeping me concrete to the ground as he takes exactly what I want him to. 

I'm so close I can't even think anymore, everything is foggy at this point, I'm right there but he immobilizes his movements and criminally backs away leaving me at the peak of neediness for him. 

"Not yet baby," he says and I literally want to shed a tear. 

"I hate you right now," I whine into his comforter. 

"Oh yeah? You hate me? So I shouldn't drive my cock into you right now is what you're saying?" He asks and holy shit I just need to touch myself at this point for some release. 

I reach down to touch myself but he hastily grabs my hand halting it in place, "uh, uh" he scolds. 

"And you think I'll be the death of you?" I ask in disbelief. 

He stays quiet for a moment and then by some miracle I feel him ever so slowly enter me. He's wickedly slow with his movements, just absolutely killing me kind of deprivation. 

"Harder X," I demand. 

"Shh.." is all he says. 

He holds onto my hips, finally adding a little momentum to his thrusts but I want more, I'm hungry for more, starving for every inch of him. I push myself back up against him to get just that. 

"Fuck," he grits through his teeth behind me. 

Thrust after thrust is getting deeper and faster, I'm getting what I fantasized about for the last week. My grip on the comforter is getting tighter and tighter causing moisture on my palms to form. Moan after moan escapes my trembling lips until I just cannot hold in my release for a second longer, I come completely undone, coating X's dick in my evidence of pleasure and he wastes no time doing the same. 

"That was.." he begins to say. 

"Yeah.." I agree breathlessly.