NSFW ficlet starter: "Call me master. Say it." But with captain instead.

"Call me Captain… say it," Sharon growled into his ear, her breath hot and her teeth hard when they clamped down on the lobe to give him a warning bite when he didn't respond immediately.

Andy groaned low in his throat, his fists tight around the sheets - the only thing he had permission to touch.

Fuck.

Sharon was going to be the death of him. Commanding, unapologetically ravenous Sharon was going to make sure he enjoyed every second of it. She was so hot and slick around him, her hips working hard back and forth, the heels of her hands digging into his chest as she sat back up to watch him as she rode his cock. Her breasts moved with her movements, her head tossed to the side, sweat glistened on almost every inch of her incredible body, and…

"Fuck," he cursed, hips thrusting up as she tightened around him. "Jesus, Sharon." She felt so fucking good.

Sharon huffed and moaned, putting one hand down on the mattress and leaning down closer to him, her breasts dragging against his chest as she moved closer to his mouth. He met her halfway there, expecting the bite to his lip but still hissing as she pulled his lower lip into her hot mouth. He was purposely defiant, loved disobeying her orders, enjoyed how fucking hot she got when he did it in the bedroom. At work she was in charge, and he had learned how to better follow rules because of her - but he'd be damned if he made it easy on her when they were like this, when they were skin to skin and he knew it turned her on when she made him obey her orders.

They shared a short kiss - her lips wrapped around his bottom lip, sucking, nibbling, tongue licking into his mouth, making him hungry for every inch of her while only allowing him the taste of her kiss - and then she pulled back, her wet lips forming a smirk as Andy tried following her for more. He always wanted more. Wanted her so bad, always.

Sharon's smirk fell from her lips as her head leaned down against him, her breath heavy and damp on his skin, her hips slowing down in that way it did whenever she was getting close and she was concentrating hard on not breaking her rhythm.

The only problem was it drove him wild when she did that, not even just because it felt incredible - and fuck did it feel good - but because knowing she was close to climaxing made him desperate for her release as if it were his own. He growled, his hands needing to touch her, squeeze her, help her feel the rush that she was working for.

"Let me touch you," he grunted out, fingers digging into his palm to stop himself from touching her before she gave him the permission he required.

Sharon moaned into the crook of his neck, a long, low mmmm that moved through Andy like magma burning through his veins. "You know…" Sharon's body shook and she whined, her teeth grazing his neck as she tried to muffle the sound. "That's not how you ask," she huffed out, the words barely making it through the sound of her heavy breaths.

Andy would roll his eyes if it didn't turn him on so much that she still wanted him to say it. "Let me - -"

"Ask," she hissed. But fuck she was so close to being gone that it sounded more desperate than commanding, and really Andy would be coming any second now if she kept that up.

"Can I touch you, Captain? I know you want it." He licked his lips, trying to focus on her and not the way he was getting closer and closer to his own climax. "You know I can have you coming for me with only a few strokes to your clit, don't you, Captain?" Andy said, low and dirty, feeling how much she loved when his voice dropped like that.

Sharon whined again, her head lifting this time so they were looking at each other. Her green eyes were so wild, her pupils blown wide, her lips open to release her labored breaths as she continued to roll her hips. He waited, his own breath being held, his heart pounding.

"Do it."

Andy almost made her say exactly what she wanted. Almost.

He needed to have her coming too badly for that, though.

And fuck fuck fuck. Once his hand was slipped between them and his thumb was on her clit, rubbing it from side to side real fast like she loved it, she was so so so gone, head flung back, nails digging into him, body shaking gone.

And he wasn't far behind - after he had his captain's permission, of course.