Case Wrap Up #3
Her eyes were red and puffy and now my mind was wandering about what had happened.
“Why are you crying?”
Her face tightened as she battled to keep her response to herself but it didn’t work. I watched a tear leave her eye and immediately get swallowed by the water that was raining down on her head.
“I’m so tired, Ori. I’m just so tired.”
More tears followed the first and she bit her lip, trying to regain control of her emotions. But it looked like the dam had broken and she couldn’t shove them back in the box where she’d normally kept them locked up tight.
“Then rest, Mira. That’s why you have me. So that you can rest.”
She shook her head as though she was going to refute my words but I risked my life and put my hands on both her shoulders, forcing her to look at me.
“What?”
“You don’t think you have me?” I went to reach for her but she moved away from me, which hurt but only emphasized she was in crisis.
“Have you? My father had to purchase you for me. I was a trade deal. Even the parent I thought loved me more than anything in this world once again saw me as someone he could use. Just like my mother always has. I knew I would never be the favorite but I thought… I thought I had one person in my corner you know? And now I can’t even pretend anymore that I do.
It’s just the stone-cold fact that I’m not wanted by anyone. Nobody wants me. Nobody cares.”
Desolation. She looked completely empty and I wondered what had triggered her to this extent.
She’d been holding so much in and I was on the cusp of demanding she give me her truth so I could help her.
Seeing her like this, hair matted to her head and clothes sopping wet, her face forlorn, broke something in me.
“I do.”
She rolled her eyes and exhaled so hard I worried her lungs had collapsed from the effort. “I’m sorry but I don’t believe that.”
“Why not?”
“Because you’re going to be my wife.”
She pushed me in the chest angrily but even with the force I was unmoved.
I kept my hands to brace her so she wouldn’t fall.
“This was an arrangement, ORI! An arrangement! You don’t have to pretend to be chivalrous to make sure that this contract goes through.
I’m signed and sealed, there’s no breaking that. ”
“You think this is a game to me?”
“Of course not,” I relaxed slightly but when she spoke again she pissed me off even more. “It’s business.”
I backed her up not stopping until her back hit the iridescent white tiles.
“You think I think about business when I’m with you?
You think I’m pretending when I’m devouring your pussy and every inch of skin I can reach the way I do?
What about any of my actions screams that this shit isn’t real to me? ”
I hated to yell at her but she really had me fucked up. I wasn’t the type to lay my emotions on the line, shit I was rarely one to have them muthafuckas. But I was out here trying to be a better man and a better person to show her how I was feeling. And she thought this shit was business.
Her eyes widened not in fear but in surprise because she’d never heard me yell before. “Ori—”
“Shut the fuck up, Semira.”
Her head snapped up and I stared right back at her ass I pulled off my sopping wet blazer and tossed it on the floor.
“To whom do you think you’re—”
Good, she was getting angry and that’s exactly what I wanted.
Her anger. Not her fear. Not her hesitation.
Not her worry. I wanted her anger because her passion was going to be just there beneath the surface ready to pour through the first crack I made in her armor.
I grabbed her neck and pulled her toward me before bending down and getting in her face.
“I’m talking to my fiancée who obviously doesn’t understand what the fuck is going on so now I gotta show her.”
I released her and she stared at me like I’d lost my damn mind.
Maybe I had. Maybe I never had that shit.
I don’t know. But what I did know was that this catering to her was about to end.
I didn’t mind it but I'll be damned if she played me while I did it.
I wanted her. I desired her. I cared about her and I was pretty sure I was falling in love with her.
And that shit had me shook. Scared the fuck out of me with every breath I took but I craved inhaling the emotion like loving her was my lifeline.
Because it was. I was a giant to everyone else but around her I was a lamb.
Had turned into the softer one in the relationship because I understood she needed it.
That my aggression, the passion that burned in every part of my body for her might have been off-putting.
Scary. But now? All that shit was out the window.
It was time for me to transform and remind her who the fuck I was.
My hand went to my belt and I released the buckle as I reached for the front of Asha’s shirt and pulled her to me. I met her lips in a kiss so forceful that my lips knocked against my teeth. I didn’t give a damn and pressed further even more until I could barely tell we were two separate people.
“Tell me you don’t want this.” Even as I asked I was divesting both of us of our clothing and she was helping.
“I can’t.”
“At least now you’re being honest with yourself.”
I was thankful that she was wearing a skirt so when I lifted her up by the open halves of her shirt and pressed her against the wall it was easy for me to slide myself inside her. She made my work easier for me by wrapping her legs around my waist.
As tight as she was I didn’t hold back as I went inside her full force. Her moan was loud and she reached up to grip my hair, using it to hold on as I held her still and stroked her deep.
“What more do you need?” I punctuated each word with a thrust of my dick forcing her to cry out. My normal resolve to ease inside of her was gone. The careful way she would allow herself to adjust to me when she was in control was absent.
“What?”
I stopped moving and pressed forward allowing her to feel every inch of me burrowing deep inside of her. All of my weight pressed forward and my eyes closed overwhelmed by the warmth of her haven sheltering me. Home.
I slowly began to rotate my hips, her moans and the claws at my back encouraged me to keep going.
“What more do you need to understand how real this is for me? How many times do my eyes have to study your every move, my heart have to whisper your name or my mind memorize and anticipate your every want and desire before you realize how much I love you? There were two things in this world I never wanted: to have someone else determine my future or to be married. I defied myself to be with you because before I knew it was you, I knew it was you. There was no fear, no hesitation in doing something I’d been running away from my entire life.
And that surprised even me. You settled right into my spirit with such ease that I can’t even tell you when it happened. But you still think this is a game?”
I nipped at her lip, my teeth pulling her flesh softly as the water beat against my back. Her firm thighs in my hands flexed as she leveraged her body to take me deeper as I continued to stroke her. She made the mistake of trying to take control and ease up but I wasn’t about to let that happen.
“Are you trying to take over? You still don’t trust me enough to be what you need?”
“Ori—” I lifted her off my dick the gasp at the loss echoing in the room. “Ori!”
I stripped off the rest of our clothing ignoring her outrage and tossed her over my shoulder. She hit me in the lower back like that would do shit. “Keep hitting me like that, Semira. Remember, these licks when I’m deep inside you beating that pussy up.”
I hit the button to stop the shower and made my way out of the steam-filled bathroom.
The air wasn’t heavy with grief anymore; it was filled with lust from the floor-length windows behind her tub to the shower walls.
She stopped fighting me because she knew it was pointless or because she knew I was serious about giving her back what she gave tenfold.
Either way wouldn’t have mattered to me.
Despite us both being wet, I walked us down the hall to the room I wanted to make this memory in.
I sat down on the leather sofa in the library thankful that the blanket had been spread out at some point so my bare ass wasn’t on this leather.
I pulled Asha down to me, spreading her thighs over mine as I lowered her onto my dick.
Her back was to my front, body beautifully splayed out and it was my turn to play.
I gripped her neck like she was my cello as I stroked her deeply.
Despite how we’d been going at it, she was still battling to fit me inside of her and I was thankful for the number of times I’d made her cum or else this wouldn’t have worked.
“Ori—”
I ignored her because she knew to tell me no or use our safe word if she wanted me to stop. What she was going to do was beg for mercy and I no longer had any for her right now.
“Hush. Your brain is still on, which means I haven’t done my job. You’re supposed to be mindless for me. How can I carry your burdens when you haven’t released them yet? You can still form words so that means I haven’t succeeded. I take offense to that, Semira.”
I kissed the side of her neck as I thrust up to bury myself inside her. My eyes slid closed as I heard her gasp and I wrapped my arms around her chest with my fingers around her throat as my other hand toyed with her clit.
“Fuck! Why! Oh god, what are you doing?” Her hands were braced on the back and sides of the couch, since we were angled into the corner.
Because of how wide my stance was her legs were useless, draped over mine unable to control any of her movements.
The leather was going to be all scratched up but this was now going to be my new favorite place to read.
“I’m pleasing my girl. I’m showing her how good it can be for her when she lets me take the lead. Am I not making you feel good?”
“Yes!”
She didn’t even need to speak; the way her pussy squelched around my dick was enough of a sign that she’d released again.
Her legs were trembling but I was enjoying this too much to show her any mercy at least not yet.
My teeth grazed her shoulder as my hips thrust up repeatedly savoring the mess I was making as I pleasured her.
Things with us had always been good but this time felt different.
She didn’t have to work for this. I could provide her with the ability to release without her needing control.
Her submission was an aphrodisiac and her enjoying letting me lead meant she felt safe with me.
That realization was enough to make me cum even if I wasn’t balls deep inside her.
“Is Mistress ready to cum again?” I couldn’t help but smile as I licked her shoulder, as her hair was plastered to her back.
She would probably cuss me out for teasing her later but for now she was just nodding her head as she continued to pant and rotate her hips to match each thrust I was delivering to her.
“Please, I need to cum again please, Ori!”
She squeezed down around me and the pleading tone of her voice, the warmth of her around me and the vulnerability she was showing were my undoing.
I held onto her throat tighter and began to pump into her faster, bracing her body against my chest as I continued to stimulate her clit.
My fingers were slippery, a testament to the satisfaction she was feeling and I felt my head, the one on my shoulders and my dick swell with pride at the silent job well done her body was giving me.
“Mistress, you gonna take everything I give you?”
“Yes!”
“Fuck, Semira, you feel so good, shit!”
I felt my body start to tighten as I continued to thrust into her. Despite how closely I was holding her to me, she continued to work her hips and squeeze her muscles forcing me to erupt with her.
Her body was shaking as she released with me and I held her closer so she understood I would throw her off the cliff of pleasure but I would be there to teach her how to fly. Her walls squeezed my dick erratically, the pulsing milking every drop I had stored up as I came again.
“Ori.”
She was breathless, her body pliant on top of me, her hands no longer clinging to the sofa but hanging limply at her sides.
I kissed her softly and held her closer to me as she continued to unravel.
The last thing I wanted was to leave her when she was so vulnerable and we were both so emotionally raw.
When she finally stopped trembling she angled her head and kissed me more passionately than ever.
She pulled back and I could see the tears in her eyes but the relief on her face.
Relief brought on by a release and I was sure she thought I was going to press her.
As much as I wanted to I wasn’t going to take advantage of the state she was in now.
The look on her face was intense and I was sure it mirrored mine because she had my mind and my heart racing but also calm in a way I’d never experienced.
She was turbulence and peace, leaving me hungry for more as she satiated every part of me and fucked my mind and body like no one else could begin to touch.
I kissed her, not to incite her lust but to reassure her I understood.
She rotated on my dick, which still hadn’t gone down and wouldn’t if she kept this shit up before she wrapped her arms around me.
I grabbed the blanket, covering both of us before we fucked up and got sick.
“Sleep, Mira. I’ve got you.” I cradled her in my arms, the big spoon to her little and allowed us both to drift off into a peaceful sleep