More than a muse 🎨

Mixing pleasure with profession🎨

You strutted along the corridor towards your apartment, slightly intoxicated. You clutched onto Ed's large hand for leverage, your fingers intertwined. He felt your grip tighten as you went up the stairs, rolling his eyes and chuckling under his breath at your uncoordinated stagger.

He looked over at you out of the corner of his eye, trying not to gain your attention so he could launch a surprise attack. He suddenly threw himself in front of you, stopping you in your tracks and grabbing your hips just as you got to the door. You stopped dead, shocked by his swift actions.
"Right little girl... I'm in charge tonight." Ed whispered sensually leaning into you so your lips touched. He carefully lifted you up and chucked you over his shoulder, grabbing the underside of your thigh firmly to keep you in place and unlocking the door with his free hand. You felt a cold breeze graze your ass as he kicked the door closed behind him, your dress now ridden up past your hips as he carried you through the main room to his bedroom. Ed gently tossed you onto the bed and took off his t-shirt and trousers, now standing just in his boxers at the foot of the bed. You lifted yourself up, now sat with your legs hanging off the side of the bed, propped up by your elbows. You watched him in awe as he silently moved throughout the apartment, collecting all the equipment he was planning on using tonight.

He returned with his heavy duty easel and a large canvas, propping it up at the foot of the bed, twisting the knobs on the easel, adjusting the height so that it was level with the bed.

He meant business this time.

Ed was crouched at the end of the bed, still focussed on altering the position of the sizable canvas.
"F-fuck." you hummed letting out a breathy moan. He looked up to see you starting to pleasure yourself. Caught in the act you whipped your hand from your knickers and attempted to act innocent. He stood up and grabbed your wrist, looking down at you with his jaw clenched and scoffing at your glistening fingers.
"You dirty, dirty girl... couldn't wait for daddy?" He lustfully took your fingers into his mouth and sucked, swirling his tongue around the tips, then promptly dropped your hand so it fell onto the bed beside you. Your jaw was slack and mouth wide in arousal.
"You taste... a-amazing but could you please keep your hands tied for a few minutes kitten? I'll make the wait worth it I promise..." He bargained with you, trying to maintain his dominant persona.
"Y-yes daddy." You responded, making his cock twitch. Your eyes fell to his bulge and he grabbed your chin, titling it up.
"Uh-uh, Eyes up here... for now." You nodded, more than happy to agree to anything the man demanded. He smirked and kissed your lips gently.
"Do you need anything before we get going? Assuming you're up to it? If you're too tired we can cuddle up and watch a film or-"
"Just fuck me Eddie." You cut him off, pulling him onto you. He slid a hand up your thigh inching up your dress and hooking a finger onto the strap of your kickers, pulling them off in one swift movement and leaving you to kick them off and onto the floor.
"So impatient aren't you little one..." He teased, plunging two fingers into you mercilessly.
"Get that off." He commanded, referring to your dress. You slipped it over your head, struggling to remove it whilst being aggressively pumped by Ed's thick fingers. You managed to maneuver the dress over your head and Ed sntached it, discarding it further up the bed.

He slowed his hand movements, not wanting to over excite you. You groaned for him to continue, grabbing his wrist and fucking yourself with his fingers. Ed shook his head and stiffened his wrist, making it so you couldn't control his movements anymore. His fingers resting just inside of your entrance, lingering for a moment. He then moved them up to your clit and pressed lightly, circling the area painfully slow.
"E-Eddie, p-please, you're t-too much!" You squirmed under this touch. He removed his fingers, bringing them up to your face and dragging them across your lips, prodding for permission to enter your mouth. You grabbed his wrist and sucked his fingers, cleaning off your juices and looking up at him, knowing how much he wished you were sucking his cock. Ed sighed heavily and parted his lips slightly, focussed on your head bobbing up and down on his thick fingers.
"Enough." He growled, suddenly grabbing your throat and squeezing his thumb and middle finger, making you whimper and release his fingers from your mouth.