Cold Feet

Chapter 28

CHRISTINE

Grady opens the door. He’s wearing nothing but a towel.

I smile and say nothing.

“I was beginning to think you weren’t listening when I gave you my room number,” he says.

“I’m a good listener,” I say and step into his room. He closes the door behind me and I wait for him to lead the way into the room. He shows me into the living area.

“Make yourself at home,” he says as he crosses to the mini bar and removes the whiskey. He remembers my drink. He mixes our drinks and when he turns, he stops dead. I’ve pulled my blouse out of my skirt and unbuttoned it. It’s hanging open revealing my bra underneath and my ample tits that bulge over the cups.

“Well, well, we’re not wasting any time are we?” Grady smiles as he crosses the room to me. He places our drinks on the coffee table and comes to stand before me.

He reaches out and places his hands on my hips. He kisses me.

“God, I’ve missed you so much,” he whispers as he kisses my cheeks and my neck. I do not reciprocate and when he lifts his hand from my hip and squeezes my breast through my bra I slap him.

He places his hand where I’ve just hit him to ease the pain.

As he looks at me in stunned silence I smile and step closer to him. In one fluid movement I remove his towel and his cock jumps forward.

“What is this?” I ask looking at his enormous shaft. I reach out and tickle his balls with my long fingernails. He rises to his tip toes as he sucks in air in ecstasy. Tickling his balls has always paralyzed him. I see nothing’s changed. I run my fingernails up his shaft and he moans as he stands still and erect.

“Your weaknesses haven’t changed I see,” I smile as I bring my face close to his. “You want me don’t you?”

He nods and moans his confirmation.

“Just a quick fuck and then you go on your way?”

“What do you want?” he manages to murmur.

“I,” I say as I look down at the head of his shaft. Precum is already glistening on it, “want you, to do exactly as I say.”

He looks into my eyes not understanding.

“Undo my skirt slowly and push it down,” I order him.

He reaches behind me and finds my skirt. He unzips it and pushes it down over my hips where gravity takes over and it drops to the floor.

He looks down at me. I’m wearing thigh high stockings and a crotchless thong.

“God, I want you,” he says.

“Get on your knees,” I tell him.

He obeys and I move a bit closer before I reach behind him and pull his head into my crotch. “Smell me. Breathe me in,” I say. I hear him inhaling deeply and feel his nose pressing against my clit. I want

him so badly. It takes all of my willpower to keep control and not fuck him. I pull his head away and tell him to get up. I lead him back to the sofa and push him back on to it. Then I kneel in front of him and take his cock in my hand.

“You’re so damn sexy,” Grady says. “I want you now.”

“You’ll get me when I’m ready,” I say bluntly and then I bend my head to his shaft, I lick the precum off the head of his cock and then take it in my mouth.

I begin to suck slowly and gradually take more and more of his shaft in my mouth and down my throat. Grady is moaning. I know he thinks he’s going to get my pussy soon but I have a surprise for him. I suck and pump his shaft alternately. I slowly increase the pressure and sensations in exactly the right place. I feel him beginning to expand further and I know he’s nearing his orgasm.

“Oh c’mon, Chris baby, it’s time. Let me have that tight pussy of yours.

“Wait,” I barely say before I drop on his shaft again like a hawk. He realizes too late that I’m going to make him cum like this and he begins to squirm but I tighten my other hand gently around his balls and he ceases moving. I sense when he cums and I immediately remove my mouth and my hands. His cum arcs through the air and lands on his chest and stomach. Some of it lands on the sofa.

“Don’t stop, don’t stop!” he cries but it’s too late. I know what I’ve done. I ruined his orgasm by stopping just as he came.

He grabs his cock in his hand and pumps it some more trying to get the full sensation of his orgasm but it’s too late. He looks at me with disappointment.

“What the hell did you do that for?” he asks.

I get up and smile down at him. I rest my hands on my hips and part my legs giving him full view of my pussy.

“That,” I say as I bend down and scrape off the last drops of cum from his head, “was lesson number one.” Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

“What do you mean lesson number one?” he asks.

“Do you want me Grady?”

“Damn right I do,” he says.

“Good. Then think about how hard you’re willing to work for it. You will have me, that I promise you. But it’ll be when I am good and ready to give myself to you again. And I promise you, it’ll be worth it. That having been said the ball’s in your court.”

I turn and bend as I pick up my skirt giving him a fantastic view of my pussy as I do so. Then I step into my skirt and zip it up. I step into my high heels and begin to button up my blouse.

“Something else you should know,” I add. “I am with someone and we just might get married. So, you can make all the effort you need to, to take me away from him or not. It’s entirely up to you. You know I loved you Grady. But you hurt me once and I’m not going to let you do it again. So, if you don’t make enough effort to get me, I’ll get married, stay married and bid you farewell.”

He looks at me. He is speechless. I give him my card. “Here’s my number. Call me when you’re ready for lesson number two. You better be ready to show me that you’ve learned something between now and then.”

I pick up my bag and leave closing the door behind me. I smile as I take the elevator down. I know Grady will contact me again. I can’t wait.