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Besides letting me finger her in the planetarium and taking very naughty photos for me when I asked, we also did a naughty professor-student role-play where I was her displeased professor and she was my grad student who was supposed to have a new display for me to examine and approve today.
She didn’t have the exhibit up in time and as punishment, I got to take her into a dark corner behind one of the existing exhibits and finger her just to the edge of orgasm.
I’ve been edging her all day.
She’s starting to get frustrated. As much as she’s enjoying this, she’s also wound up.
And I’m about to see if there’s something else to add to her list, right under role-playing.
“You seem a little irritated,” I comment as we walk to the Museum of Natural History.
“I’m wound up.” She looks around and then whispers. “I need an orgasm, Jonah.”
“Hmmm, well…maybe you should demand one.”
She looks up at me. “What?”
“Let’s see ifyoulike to be in charge. Why don’t you tell me what to do?”
She stops walking. She studies me. “Really?”
“Yeah. We know you like it when I’m in charge. We’ve found a bunch of fun things you like. But maybe you like to be the boss sometimes.”
She thinks about that for a few seconds. Then she nods. “Okay.” And she starts walking again.
I grin. O-fucking-kay.
Seventeen minutes after we enter the museum, we’re in the hall of fossils.
We’re standing in front of a dinosaur skeleton, not saying a word, when she turns to me and says, “Take me back to the hotel.”
I open my mouth to, I guess, protest. But then I realize, I’m not an idiot. She wants to go back to the car and I’ll take her. For whatever reason.
“Okay.”
I take her hand and we head back out the front doors.
The car picks us up five minutes later.
We’re quiet. I told her she’s in charge, so I don’t want to speak first. I smile though, wondering what she’s planning.
When we get to the hotel, she waits for me to open her door and help her out, but we still say nothing as we take the elevator up to our room.
I open the door and let her pass in front of me.
She heads straight for her bedroom. She glances over her shoulder though and says, “Come on.”
I let the door close behind me and swallow hard. I’ve put her in charge. Am I truly prepared to doanythingshe asks? What if she asks me to fuck her?
But I realize that I will absolutely do anything this woman needs me to. If she wants to take charge, and that is the ultimate ask, there’s no way I can deny her.
I pause in the doorway to the bedroom. Linnea kicks off her shoes, and shrugs out of her sweater, letting it drop to the floor. Then she moves to the bed. She pauses by the bedside table, opening the drawer, and taking out the vibrator.
My heart kicks hard and my entire body tightens.
She climbs onto the bed and leans back against the pillows, partially propped up. Then she pulls up her skirt.
Because her panties are still in my pocket, she’s bare.