Chapter 40 #3
“Oh God, keep doing exactly that. Oh yes! That’s it. I’m going to come. I’m going to come. I’m going to come. Oh God, I’m coming.”
Seconds later she squirts, covering me in her arousal. I’m like a dehydrated man in a desert, lapping up every drop I can as she twitches against me.
“Holy crap. That didn’t feel like it normally does. Oh my God, what did you just do?”
“You just taught me how to make you squirt.”
“I did?”
Pushing up off the floor, I stand in front of her, one hand still fisting my cock as I release one of her bindings one-handed. I grip her free wrist and guide it to my cock as she takes over stroking me while I free her other hand.
When she attempts to drop to her knees, I catch her by the bicep and haul her up, throwing her over my shoulder.
“Oh my gosh, John. Put me down.”
I swat her ass, giving it one quick, sharp pop as she squeals. I sink into the curve of the lounger, lowering her onto my lap.
“You don’t know what you just did. What you just unleashed.”
She looks at me flustered, a mixture of confusion and arousal on her face.
I grip her chin in one hand as I line the tip of my cock up with her entrance.
“I’m going to make you come until you’re begging me to stop.
” I thrust into her. “Until you can’t handle one more orgasm.
” I move my thumb to her clit and push against it.
“Until your body is shaking so hard, your legs are so weak, you can’t stand up.
” I dig my fingers into her hip holding her in place as I rut up into her.
“Until you say your safe word and force me to stop.”
As soon as the words are out of my mouth and I build up the perfect rhythm, I know I’m all talk. There’s no way I’m going to be able to do all the things I promised. Her greedy cunt is going to make me blow faster than a pubescent teen.
“Oh shit. Oh fuck, John!” She shudders against me as her pussy pulses around me, squeezing my cock as I will my orgasm away. Once she comes down, I flip us over, putting her on her knees against the taller curve in the lounger, and pull her ass toward me.
My cock has a mind of its own as I push inside, gripping her by the hips as I rut into her, the sounds of our skin slapping filling the space around us. “Fuck, baby, you feel so good like this. So tight. So fucking perfect around my cock.”
Each thrust in makes her perfect ass jiggle in the sexiest way and I can see the force of my movements as the impact ripples through each cheek.
Like a feral animal, I claw at her, gripping and marking her with my hands as she moans beneath me.
No one has ever made me this wild, this crazed, like I only feel at peace when I’m inside her.
Only feel whole when I feel her clenching around my length.
I watch as her cunt swallows my cock each time I thrust in and out. That familiar flutter starts, and I know she’s close. With one hand, I gather her hair into a ponytail, wrapping it around my fist as I pull her body flush with mine.
“I’m going to— I’m gonna—”
“That’s fucking right. I’m going to make this perfect fucking cunt come again. Make you feel so fucking good as you milk this cock for my cum. You want me to fill you up, pet? Fill you so full of my seed you can’t move without feeling me drip down your legs?”
Her hands flail around, scrambling for purchase as she struggles to grip my arm, a guttural cry escaping her.
I let go of her hair and wrap my arms around her as I push deep inside her and still, my orgasm hitting me quick and hard as my cock pulses spilling my cum deep in her pussy.
We stay there, holding each other, our breaths in sync as we both come down.
I can feel her heart thumping rapidly against my arm as I press a kiss against the place her shoulder and neck meet.
“That was…”
“It was,” I agree, not needing her to finish her thought, knowing exactly what she’s thinking.
Once I’ve cleaned every inch of her skin, I pull her against me, sinking into the lounger, smiling at how it’s become my favorite spot to lay with her. The curve of it allowing me to lean back and pull her against me at the perfect angle.
“How are you feeling, pet? Are you comfortable?” My hands glide up and down her back as her warm skin heats mine.
“I think this is my favorite part.”
“What is?” My words come out deep and rumbling as she smiles against my chest.
“The part where you hold me after. When your voice is husky and low as you come down from the scene. And you take care of me.”
“That’s the best part. Everyone thinks being dominant is about bossing around your sub and controlling them, and sure, that can be part of it. But I like these moments when you’re fully sated and submit to me naturally.”
“And here I just thought you liked spanking me,” she says, wiggling her ass slightly.
I swat at it lightly. “Watch it, pet.”
“Did you mean everything you said? In the scene?” Her eyes are still glassy, and I cup her cheeks, pulling her face to mine.
“Every.” Kiss. “Fucking.” Kiss. “Word.” Kiss.