Dirty Talks

I wake up to the sun, shining through the curtains. It’s another peaceful morning. It feels great to wake up next to Luke on this lazy morning. I turn around expecting to find a sleeping blond boy. I’m surprised to find him stroking himself.
"What are you doing?" I ask him.
"I uh… Nothing, I was doing nothing," he stammers.
I know what he was doing. And he knows I know what he was doing. The poor guy. He knows I won’t let this slip through my fingers.
"Looks to me like you’re out to get punished. You ready?" I say.
He only nods.
"Get on your knees next to the bed," I tell him.
He does as I tell him. I order him to get naked. He strips down to his naked butt. He looks so innocent right now. I look into his eyes and already see him pleading.
I lie down on the bed, my legs facing him. I know just what to do something about releasing him. I open my legs a little to give him a good view.
"You like the view," I ask.
"Yes," he mutters.
"Yes, what?"
"Yes, mistress," he answers.
I trace my finger along my slit. I make sure to get myself nice and wet. Once that’s done, I slip one finger inside. I moan a little.
"Don’t dare to touch yourself," I tell him.
Luke hums a little in disagreement. I can tell that this is turning him on. Not being allowed anything. I smile a little to myself. I curl my finger. Luke lets out a moan. He’s getting desperate by now.
After sliding in and out a couple of times I start to get close. I decide I’ve teased myself and punished Luke long enough now. I think I might let him touch me. I stop and look at him.
"Can I come, mistress?" he asks.
"Yes, you can. Crawl."
He crawls over to me. He gets on top of me when I stop him.
"No, you go bottom. You can not move, you may moan," I tell him.
We flip over. I feel his raging hard on. I grind on him a few times. That’s when I line him up and sink down on him. A heavy moan escapes his lips. I move up and down on him. I roll my hips on him. With every thrusts his moaning gets heavier.
"You’rer such a good boy," I pant.
"Thank you. It’s all for you, mistress," he breathes.
I start going faster. I see him trying to move, but he refuses. He really is a good boy. Laying there, all sweaty and panting. I realise I’m getting close, just like Luke.
"I’m cumming. Cum too, my love," I whisper.
"Yes, mistress."
I keep going until I find my release. I don’t stop until I feel Luke twitch inside me. He comes undone while I ride out our orgasms.
As we lie next to each other, he strokes my face. He holds me tight in his long arms.
"Than you so much for that. I really needed it," he says.
"You’re welcome. I knew you did."
He kisses my head as we rest.

Notes

I think people hate my writing. I'm giving up on writing stories. :(