Thread: Comeuppance

Well, she had been right. He was excellent at this. The way he used his tongue was nothing short of exquisite, and Pepper did not try to subdue the moan that escaped her as he licked at her expertly. She rolled her hips slowly against his face, rocking down smoothly to meet the thrusts of his tongue. Yes... Her voice was a breathless whisper. Fuck, it felt so good. Truthfully...it had been a while for her. It wasn't that Pepper had a shortage of suitors - no, she could think of many opportunities that she had turned down in the past few years in lieu of work. That was just it. Work. Tony Stark was her life, whether she denied it or not. Pepper did not have time for any other relationships, and one-night-stands were simply not her style. She wished she could say the same of her boss which brings us back to the whole point of this situation... Well, one good thing about Tony's constant string of women it kept him on form. He was nothing short of fantastic at giving head, and he seemed to enjoy it. Pepper pulled on his hair sharply and groaned. The movement of her hips stuttered slightly. The sounds he was making should not have turned her on so much, but they did, his muffled moans against her crotch only making her heart race even faster. You like that? she huffed, and she was slightly flushed with arousal as she looked down at him. Bitch... Oh, she wasn't going to last long, she knew that now. The question at hand was whether she should come now, or pull away while she was close it would be a pleasurable sort of agony and only make her orgasm more powerful when it happened, preferably while she was fucking him... Oh well. There was plenty of time, and she couldn't stop herself from riding it out as she felt the tingle and ache of orgasm, a loud gasping moan ripping from her as she came against his mouth and tongue. In the midst, Pepper wondered why she hadn't thought of this sooner... With some difficulty, Pepper finally forced herself away from Tony, crawling off him and kneeling on the bed beside him. She was out of breath, panting. He had never looked more sexy, laying there bound with her juices on his chin, his dick clearly tenting his pants, hard just from going down on her. He was a sight. She started to speak before he could go off on some snarky comment about how good he was with his tongue, or something. Tony... Her voice was lighter, more teasing now. She trailed a finger down his chest, pinched his nipple. Have you ever been fucked? I mean truly, bent-over-the-bed and letting someone have their way with you...a man or a woman... I'm not judging, she added, tracing her finger absently on the edge of the arc reactor now. It was just another part of him which she loved, goddamn it, yes, she did love him, all of him. She knew Tony loved women, probably more than he loved most other things, and really, the part about men was just teasing, though occasionally she did let herself wonder about her rich and sexually adventurous boss's past. Usually, in the deep of night, in her own bed... I think that's what you need, Pepper continued. To spread your legs like the whores you bring back here and feel it the next day every time you sit down. But of course, if you've never done it before, I'll be gentle... She almost made a tasteless joke about popping his cherry but kept it to herself. She was classy damn it. Don't you always talk about how open-minded you are? Pepper's hand crept to his thigh and squeezed. Why don't you tell me how bad you want it, and then I'll untie you.