Date Days

We’ve got this tradition our little “date days.” One day a week where the world stops existing and it’s just the two of us, orbiting each other like we always do. And somehow, no matter what we plan, the day always slides into something naughty and wicked.

Today it was the beach.

I had her slip into that black bikini I bought the one that makes her look like trouble wrapped in sunshine. She knows what she does to me when she wears it, and she enjoys every second of the power shift.

We grabbed lunch, wandered along the water, and stole a few very inappropriate photos when no one was watching. She had that remote toy tucked beneath her bikini, humming against her with every step. I’d tap the button at the exact moment she least expected it, just to feel her cling to my arm and shoot me that “don’t you dare stop” look.

By the time we got back to the car, she was already melting. Which, let’s be honest was the point.

I slipped the collar around her neck, tied her hands behind the seat, and watched her settle into that headspace where she’s soft, responsive, and beautifully willing. There’s something intoxicating about that moment right before she gives in fully the quiet tension, the trust, the way she breathes my name like it’s a secret.

When we got home, I guided her straight to the ceiling rig we’d prepped. Cuffs. Rope. That perfect line between restraint and comfort. She knelt exactly where I wanted her, back arched, eyes wide open, waiting.

I teased her first slow touches, soft kisses, that toy gliding just close enough to make her gasp but never close enough to give her what she was begging for in her head. She’s always so easy to wind up, and I adore every second of it. I then tied the magic wand right onto her clit then had her mouth tease my cock. She knows how I like it, those soft lips wrapped our my head, tongue flicking around and then those long deep plunges when she goes as deep as she can. God I love it.

Eventually the teasing got to her. It always does.

She shivered, shifted, tried to pull me closer with nothing but the sound of her breath and the way she whispered for more. And I’ll be honest that’s usually all it takes to snap whatever patience I pretend to have.

I untied her, put her exactly where I wanted her. First I pushed her down on all fours, that sexy ass in the air with her head down in the blankets I love hold her down and tease with my cock then fuck hard and fast and switch between that and slapping her sexy ass. After a while flipped her over because she always loves it that way better and I like to see her face full of ecstasy, and those eyes when the roll back in her head. I slowly push the head in teasing her a first until she is begging me fuck her hard and cum inside her, she loves it when I fill her up, and that is usually when I can't hold back anymore.

The way she moves for me, the way she responds when she’s finally given permission that’s the kind of thing that sticks in my head for days. And by the end, she was wild, breathless, clinging to me, the way she always does when she’s right at that edge and wants me to push her over it.

And yes of course I took pictures and a few videos too.

What’s a good date day without a little evidence?