Chapter 30 #4

I kiss her temple, then her cheek, and finally her shoulder.

I lift my chest, but she shakes her head as best she can while pressing one cheek against the mattress.

My right hand extends over my head, and I clasp both of hers in one of mine.

My left hand guides my cock into her cunt.

I may have told her I’d fuck her ass soon, but she’s way too tender for that tonight.

“This is where I belong. Inside of you. I want to bring you pleasure, comfort, safety, and happiness. I want to do it in a way no other person has the right or privilege to. I want to give myself to you the same way. Do you accept?”

“Good God, yes!”

I draw back and thrust hard, pushing her entire body against the bed. I do it three more times.

“You are mine, Vita. I will have all of you and nothing less because I won’t give you less than everything I can.”

We both know my limitations are greater than hers. There’s the beast in me I never want her to see. The parts of my work she can never know. She might guess, but I can never confirm. The secrets I must keep and the secrets I want to keep. Those can’t be hers, but everything else is.

“Jandro, we’ll always look over our shoulders because my past will never be far from us. But my present and future are with you. Just like you, there are things I’ll take to the grave that I can never tell you. But I’ll give you all that I can. You’re mine, and I’m yours.”

I withdraw from her and lift her onto the bed then climb on. I recline against the pillows as she straddles me. My hands allow her to only take the tip.

“Lean forward, hands on the headboard.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

I guide her shins over my thighs, catching her feet between my legs. I surge up as I press her hips down. I lodge myself deep in her, and she screams as I fill her. I wrap my hand in her tangled, damp hair and fist it.

“Ride my fucking cock, chiquita. Beg for more.”

“Yes! Fuck me, Jandro. Hard. Fuck me sore.”

I let her grind her clit against my pubic bone as she rocks her hips.

I set a pace that makes the bed slam against the wall.

Thank goodness for penthouses. I have no neighbors beside me because my condo takes up the entire front side of the building.

Joaquin lives across the hall from me, and his condo takes up the entire backside.

“I don’t hear you, chica.”

“More, Daddy! Fuck me… Please, harder… I want to come… Please make me come… I want to make you come.”

She obeys me, begging every few thrusts as her tits swing above my face. I lift my head and shoulders off the bed and latch on, alternating sides as I suck and bite.

“I’m getting close, Daddy.”

I shift how she rides me, making her bounce on my dick. She shakes her head, not liking how her clit isn’t getting the friction she needs.

“Third phase, chica.”

“NO!”

She wails her response, clearly not in agreement with my plan.

It’s as much an orgasm denial for her as it is for me—except I’m doing it to keep from ending this prematurely.

She’s got me harder than I’ve ever been.

That’s saying something because I’m in a perpetual state of blue balls with her. I’m hard all the damn time.

My free hand wraps around her throat, and she leans into my hold.

“Real breath play or just this?”

“Real.”

I gradually tighten my hold, watching her every reaction.

The last thing I want is to terrify her or hurt her.

I want—need—her to know her trust isn’t misplaced.

She rides me as I choke her. Her eyes close, but it’s her choice.

They don’t droop shut. I don’t ease up. She grows wilder as she goes back to rocking on my cock.

I shift my gaze from her face to her hands over my head.

Her fingers are claws before they ball into fists and press against the headboard.

She throws her head back as best she can, giving me the entire expanse of her throat.

Color blossoms on her cheeks and darkens by the second.

I release her, and she inhales a deep gasp.

I slip my hand into her hair and push her toward me.

I kiss where my palm just rested before devouring her mouth.

I push her away and return my hand to her throat.

We go through three rounds of choking and kissing before her expression intensifies. I know she’s close to her orgasm.

“Come for me, chiquita.”

She does her best to nod as I tighten my hold the most I’ve done so far.

“Five…Four…Three…Two…One. Now, chica.”

I release her, and her back arches as she screams, and her cunt clamps around my cock.

“Daddy!”

“Chica!”

Fucking hell. This is the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever had. They keep getting better every time I’m with Vita. Every time I fall for her a little harder, the experience becomes a little more intense.

I sit up and release her hands. She caresses my shoulders, and I realize her bondage may have put me in control, but denying her touch was a punishment to myself.

How do I balance my need for control and dominance with my need to give in to her?

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