Summary: Elizabeth reminds her husband that she will not be ignored.
Musical accompaniment: Rude Boy – Rihanna
Elizabeth Richmond-Walker was frustrated. More accurately, she was sexually frustrated. Very very sexually frustrated.
She tapped her fingers impatiently against the countertop. Now that she counted it all up, it had been well over a month. They’d snuck out for a quickie at the last state dinner but she’d gotten food poisoning that had kept her in bed for all of the next week. Just when she was getting over the last of it, her period came so that was another week gone. Immediately after Drake had to on a business trip with Liam that was supposed to last week but ended up being almost two. He’d come home late that night and left early the next few mornings to finalise the last of the trade deals so in that time so she’d been left other own devices. Her skilled fingers and toys could only do so much to relieve her need before she was left craving the real thing. Feeling needy as hell, she grabbed her phone and tapped out a quick text to Drake.
‘Hey babe, what time will you be home tonight? Missing you like crazy.’
She was almost driven to insanity in the twenty minutes that passed before his reply came.
‘Hard to say.. Maybe about 8.30? Will call on the way home. I miss you too.’
Elizabeth sighed loudly, glancing at the clock. Four hours of torturous waiting…
8.30 came and went with no response from Drake and Elizabeth started to get mad. She had half a mind to go storming down to the palace and get him herself but she knew how tricky this particular agreement had been – if it wasn’t, he’d be here right now.
As she waited wicked idea came to her.
If he was going to make her wait, she would make him pay for it.
Almost two hours later, the front door opened.
‘Liz I’m home!’ Drake called out and she could hear him make his way upstairs as he continued to talk. ‘Sorry it took so long. My phone died but we managed to close the deal in the end and you would not believe what the Austrian delegate sai-‘
Drake appeared in the doorway and Elizabeth watched with satisfaction as his mouth immediately dropped open at the sight of her. Hair pinned in loose curls and clad in nothing but a black and tan babydoll, she glared at him from where she was draped provocatively across the chaise in front of their bed.
‘You’re late,’ she informed him, playing with her necklace casually as his eyes travelled over her body. Drake gulped as his eyes travelled the length of her, mouth opening and closing a few times. In the dim light of the lamp, Elizabeth could see him beginning to harden within his suit pants and almost smirked at the sight.
‘You made me wait,’ she continued in the same cool tone, staring at the necklace as it glittered between her fingers. ‘I was looking forward to a nice night in with my dear husband after he’s left me for two weeks. Do you know what I got instead?’ She tilted her head in question.
Drake was already nodding, ‘I know Liz, I should have called. It just that-‘
‘I was left to wait,’ she cut him off, sliding off the the chaise onto her feet. ‘Alone. For hours. For my husband who couldn’t even find an hour to spend with me…’
Drake’s eyes dragged over her long toned legs as she came to stand in front of him, her Louboutins clicked loudly against the hardwood floor of their bedroom.
‘So do you know what I’m going to do?’ Elizabeth asked, her voice low and dangerous.
Drake gulped, simultaneously scared and turned on by the vengeful look in her eyes. ‘Liz I-‘
She cut him off with a hard kiss that lasted only a couple of seconds before she shoved his chest hard, knocking him off his feet. He barely had to protest before his ass landed squarely on the chair she’d strategically placed behind him. The impact wasn’t much, just enough to knock the wind out of him momentarily but Elizabeth didn’t bother to let him recover as she immediately dropped herself onto his lap, slamming her lips against his. As she rubbed herself on his hardening member, his hands roamed her ass, loving the feel of her lacy babydoll brushing against his rough fingers. Drake heard himself gasp out loud as she bit down hard on the sweet spot on his neck before leaving a trail of big wet kisses all the way across his jaw.
Hands on her hips, he pulled her closer, increasing the friction between them as he felt her hands sliding slowly down from his shoulders over his muscled arms down to his wrists before she kissed him hard, shoving her tongue into his mouth. He moaned into her mouth, realising just how long it had been since he’d been inside her, the thought sending a pulse of heat towards his cock as Elizabeth continued to grind on it. His head was so clouded with lust and need for her, he barely registered what she was doing until a soft click echoed through the room and she pulled away.
‘What the-‘ He gasped, detecting the cold metal of handcuffs around his wrists. Astonished he whipped his head back to Elizabeth who was looking back with a smug look on her face. This was the first they’d approached the subject of toys of any kind in the bedroom and from another look at her, he could tell that she’d been planning this for a while.
‘Did you really think I was going to let you have it that easily?’ She purred in triumph, relishing his still shocked face. ‘No Walker, you’re going to be punished.’ Her heels clacked as she stood up, tipping his chin with her index finger. ‘Tonight I’m in charge, you hear me?’
‘Elizabe-,’ he began, but was silenced when her brows raised expectantly and he opting for nodding instead.
‘If you could touch me,’ she prompted, running her fingers across his shoulders as she began to circle him. ‘What would you do?’
Drake gulped, feeling his need steep at the thought of exactly what he’d do once she let him out of the cuffs. ‘I’d kiss all over your body to show you how much I’d missed you,’ he groaned, his imagination so vivid he could practically feel the things he was describing. ‘I’d lick you just how you like it and I wouldn’t stop until you cum hard in my mouth… I’d lick up all your juices then come up to share how good I’d just made you feel.’
Elizabeth had come to stand in front of him and was squeezing her breasts as he talked. ’Then what?’
‘Then I’d fuck you. Hard,’ he choked out as she hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her lacy thong, watching it fall down her long legs. ‘I’d pound into you so hard until the sun came up. I wouldn’t stop until you come over and over.’
‘Feel what you do to me,’ she instructed, grinding down on his thigh. She was so wet, her juices seemed to seeping through the material of his dress pants as if they weren’t there at all.
‘Liz,’ he breathed hoarsely, wrists straining against the hard metal of the cuffs in his need to touch her. ‘Please.’
‘No baby,’ she told him carefully. ‘We’re just getting started.’ Pushing his jacket down from his shoulders, she reached for his tie, loosening it before pausing.
‘Hmm no,’ Elizabeth decided, flicking the end of it at him. ‘I’m keeping this on.’
Her fingers made quick work of the rest of his clothes, leaving him almost entirely naked save for his jacket and shirt which were bunched up around his wrists where they were secured in the cuffs. Reaching between them, she wrapped a hand around his rock hard member, pumping it agonisingly slowly at first before brushing her thumb over the tip.
‘Richmond… Liz… oh fuck,’ Drake groaned, using her maiden name like he usually did at times like this. He squeezed his eyes shut as she gradually picked up speed, making him buck against the restraints and the weight of her sitting on his lap, in search of more delicious friction against his skin. It didn’t take long before her hand surged impossibly fast now and as he was racing towards the finish, he groaned her name out loud only to have all contact removed.
‘I don’t think you’ve learnt your lesson yet,’ Elizabeth informed him and tugging on the tie firmly, she leaned over to whisper in his ear, feeling Drake shiver as her warm breath washed over his ear. ‘I’m going to release you now. On the bed Walker and If you even so much as think about touching me,’ she gave the tie a firmer tug to illustrate her next words.
‘I’ll leave you like this for as long as you left me. Got it?’
Drake was so overwhelmed with need for her, he could barely choke out a reply. He didn’t have to think twice about it because the look in her eyes told him that she wouldn’t hesitate to follow through on her threat. When words didn’t come, he opted for nodding – perhaps a touch too eagerly- and ever so slowly, without breaking eye contact, Elizabeth fished out the key to the handcuffs from inside her bra before getting off his lap and unlocking the restraints. Shrugging off the jacket and shirt that had bunched around his wrists, he obeyed her and after securing him to the bedpost, she stripped off the rest of her outfit and moved to hover herself over his face.
‘You talk a big game Drake but can you walk it?’ Elizabeth challenged, looking down at him.
A heated look passed between both sets of dark eyes. ‘You know I can, Richmond.’
She couldn’t help but egg him on just a little. ‘You’ve left me alone so long, I think I’ve forgotten.’
Detecting her challenge, Drake tipped his chin defiantly at her, feeling the warmth radiating off her thighs on either side of his head. ‘Come closer and I’ll show you… If you think you can take it.’
Elizabeth scoffed, fighting to hide the burning desire for him. In truth, she ached for his touch, eager to feel it after over a month now. She lowered herself slightly until she was just within his reach and he blew lightly on her mound, hot breath ghosting over her wet fold enough to make her stifle a hiss. He smirked and run the very tip of his tongue along the skin of her inner thighs, teasing her further.
Competition was a staple in their relationship and it was only amplified in the bedroom and right now Elizabeth was determined to win. Unfortunately, so was Drake who was currently teasing her with kitten licks against her clit and she was unable suppress her hiss this time, knotting her fingers into his hair as she pulled him closer still. He smirked against her skin, knowing she could feel it in her pleasured state. Using his hair as a handhold, Elizabeth steered him across her folds and Drake was more than happy to press his entire mouth to her sex, tongue lapping away at her juices.
Knowing it would only increased her pleasure, he hummed deeply against her, the vibrations sparking out from her core across her skin and Elizabeth couldn’t help but call out his name. At this he began to lap away in long wide strokes while occasionally dipping his tongue inside her. She began to ride his face, gripping his hair so tightly, Drake almost saw stars but he kept going, determined to bring her to her high. The sight of him beneath her, eagerly taking evening ounce that she was giving him drove her to boiling point and when he attached his lips to her clit and sucked – hard – it was game over for Elizabeth and she came crashing down.
‘Drake… ugh! Fuck!’
She rode out her high in his face until her thighs were quivering and her vision unsteady. Looking down, she found the ghost of a smile on Drake’s face, a thin veil to the burning desire she knew he must have been feeling after watching her unravel.
‘I supposed you deserve a reward for that,’ she told him breathlessly before coming down to kiss him hard. She swirled her tongue against his, his saliva and her juices tasting like an intoxicating cocktail that she just couldn’t just get enough of. He moaned into her kiss, hips bucking reminding her of his pressing member; his cock was standing at attention, ramrod stiff, bulbous head begging for stimulation but still Elizabeth took her time, making her way down his muscles chest, leaving a trail of fiery, wet kisses until finally she settled herself between his legs. Not taking her eyes off him, she ran her tongue ever so lightly up the head and Drake almost came right there, barely able to hold back the flames coursing through his veins down his body to where she moved on to tease him with tiny darting licks all over his member.
‘Fuck..’ he swore, straining at the cuffs, wanting nothing more than to push her head down and seek his release but remembering the look in his wife’s eyes earlier, he knew he wasn’t going to find it anytime soon.
That did not stop him from bucking his hips upwards in desperation and to his surprise, Elizabeth took him into her warm wet mouth, wrapping her dark red stained lips around him. Drake hissed her name in pleasure, a rush of relief that she didn’t decide to tease him further as she begin to bob up and down.Without slowing her pace, she reached up to tuck a lock of her dark hair around her ear from where it had but escaped from the updo.
Drake strained against the cuffs, she was everywhere, her tongue swirling around his tip, lips kissing the side of his length, meeting the back of her throat as she swallowed down as much as she could before gagging and releasing him to paint a long stripe on the underside. His cock twitched in her mouth signalling he was close and Elizabeth noticed it too, only sucking faster now and he could barely find his voice to warn her of his fast approaching climax.
‘Richmond…’ he panted. ‘I’m… close.. Oh FUCK!’ He shuddered, on the brink of what he expected to be a rippling orgasm when she pulled away.
‘Y’know I’m still not convinced,’ Elizabeth told him, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand as she sat back on her haunches.
‘What… the … fuck?’ Drake panted out between gasps, unable to believe she would edge him so wickedly. ‘What do you want me to do? …Beg?’
‘About time you caught on Walker.’ An evil grin played across Elizabeth’s face as she twirled her long necklace between her fingers as she eyed him, completely bare except for the thin gold chain and her glittery black heels.
‘Tell me Drake,’ she taunted. ‘tell me how much you want me. Beg for it and I just might give in.’
Drake was at war with himself and Elizabeth watched on in amusement as it played out on his conflicted face. His more competitive side still refused to give in while his cock was screaming for attention – it had been so long since he’d had his way with her and all the torture she’d just put him through had him throbbing so hard he felt like he was going to burst.
‘Fine..’ he conceded, watching her grin widen. ‘I want you… Fuck… no Liz…. I NEED you.’
She cocked her head slightly, indicating that she was still not satisfied and he sighed. ‘Baby please… Its been so long and I missed… you. I’m sorry baby. Please… I want you so bad Liz…’ He was begging like a man starved from thirst but he didn’t care. He’d say anything if it meant she would let him touch her.
‘You’ve learnt your lesson then?’ Elizabeth asked, swinging a leg over to straddle him, poised to take him into her.
Half mad with desire, Drake was barely able to agree. ‘Yes.. Yes Richmond. I won’t leave you like that again. Just please… I need you so bad.’
‘Good.’ She slammed herself onto him, so wet she was able to take his entire cock in completely on the first thrust.
‘Elizabeth!’ Drake moaned as she began to move, swivelling her hips like a champion bull rider as the knot of heat in his groin increased once more. In a mixture of desperation and eagerness, he began meeting her thrusts half way, bucking his hips harder to get more of himself into her. The handcuffs were tight against his wrists as he pulled on them, yearning to be able to break free and give her the pounding she deserved. His wrists would be red raw tomorrow if he continued like this but Drake didn’t care, his mind focused on the single goal of bringing her and him to their climaxes.
Looking down at Drake, Elizabeth took in the sight of him, eyes screwed shut, mouth hanging open as moans constantly escaped him and she couldn’t help but slam down particularly hard, squeezing down on his length as she did so.
‘FUCK!’ He moaned, louder than she’d ever heard him before, sounding sweeter than the best music she’d ever heard. She was tiring in her efforts however – for a girl could only keep up the act for so long before she wanted to be plowed – she slowed her pace, stretching herself towards his restraints.
Thinking she was going to edge him again, Drake unconsciously sped up his tempo until the sensation of her fingers working his restraints cut through the fog of pleasure.
‘Show me how much you want it,’ Elizabeth commanded, clicking the cuffs open and in a second she was on her back her leg thrown over Drake’s shoulder as he drove into her forcefully with a single stroke. She had barely time to recover, vaguely aware of the sound of her shoe hitting the hardwood floor, as he began to pound into her, with Drake’s pelvis brushing her clit.
Her mouth hung open, panting out his name, their bodies coated in sweat as the force of his thrusts echoed through their bedroom with obscene wet smacks of their skin slapping together. Elizabeth was in sweet ecstasy, lines between pain and pleasure blurred in the best possible way as the heat in her core increase at an exponential pace. It didn’t take long for the familiar tingle in her limbs and without she suddenly stiffened beneath Drake, her climax catching the both off guard. She was cumming so hard, Elizabeth swore she saw stars, her body on fire from the inside out. Drake followed close behind, shuddering in her once before coating her insides with thick spurts of seed as he gave a loud shout of her name.
They both collapsed onto the bed, speechless, panting as if they’d run a marathon and a long moment passed before Drake gasped out from beside her
‘I can’t believe that just happened.’
‘Me neither,’ Elizabeth admitted, feeling her face heat at the thought of what had just occurred. ‘I didn’t know I had it in me.’
‘Don’t be. It was hot.’ Drake reassured her, rubbing her back gently.
Elizabeth looked up into his familiar dark eyes and grabbing the back of his neck pulled him to her for a passionate kiss. ‘I love you,’ she declared as he grazed his rough fingers over her arms tenderly.
‘I love you too.’ Drake smiled back at her before there was an audible CLICK!
Too late, Elizabeth registered the sensation of metal against her wrists now and glanced back at Drake only to find a devilish grin in her husband’s eyes as he slowly made his way down her body.
‘You wouldn’t…’ she challenged, earning a dark chuckle from him.
‘Now now, Mrs Walker,’ Drake told her, mischievously. ‘Its my turn to show you how much I’ve missed you.’