deserved. “I don’t know
you, not any of you. I am drawn to you and the thought of never touching any
of you again is frightening but I need more than great sex. I need friendship
outside the bedroom, other women to talk to occasionally, a challenging
occupation where I can make a difference, and more important, I need to feel
like I make my own choices. I can’t fall in line no matter how many times I’m
dominated sexually.” She pushed out of his lap and he let her, watching her
face as she spoke.
“I am
going to that wedding tomorrow, after that we’ll see, maybe we can visit until
we work out the kinks but that’s only going to happen if I feel like a partner
in this relationship, not a possession.” She crossed her arms raising her chin
in defiance. “Anyone tries to stop me tomorrow and it will end there. I’ll do
what I have to do.”
After the outburst,
the quiet was intimidating. He reached across and grabbed her waist pulling
her back into his lap so that she straddled his knees. The quickness of the
move made her gasp. He placed both hands on her face, holding it so he could
study her. “Then I guess we should make tonight count.”
He placed a
soft kiss on her lips, his tongue slipping inside like a whisper, caressing her
from the inside out. It surprised a groan from her when she had been expecting
a full on assault. His fingers tunneled through her hair and down to her
shoulders. He wrapped both arms around her waist and hauled her up against his
chest before setting her down closer than she had been, his cock rested against
her exposed clit making her gasp at the heat she could feel even in the hot
water.
“Linc?” Her
voice was a confused whisper as he gentled her with his hands and mouth.
“Will you
take me Becca?” He asked, his lips warming a path down her jaw and across to
her ear. “Will you put your hands on my cock and slip it inside?”
“Oh god.”
She could feel his voice inside her body, caressing places it shouldn’t be able
to reach. “Linc, please.”
He bit her
right below her ear and she reached between them and wrapped her hand around
his pulsing length just like he asked. He lifted her up by her waist and she
held him in place while he lowered her onto his cock. He felt unbelievably
good as the walls of her cunt opened to let him in.
“Ride me
Becca.” His voice was rougher, his breath choppy. She kissed him, lifting up
on her knees and then dropping back down. Again and again she rode him, it
felt like hours of slow steady friction. Their breaths mingling, his tongue
slipped in past her lips while his cock slipped up and down, rubbing against
the walls of her pussy. The friction was amazing. Between that and the water
that swirled against her skin she was shuddering from the sensory overload.
Eventually
it was too much and she went up faster and came down harder, until she was
slamming herself down on his cock. Linc grabbed her hips, holding her down
against his surging hips as he pistoned them both to an orgasm. His bite to
her shoulder and the release of his hot seed deep inside had her throwing her
head back in ecstasy.
***
“What is the
job that you want to return to?” Linc asked it sometime later when they were
finally dry and in the giant bed upstairs. He had found blankets just to make
her comfortable so they were wrapped together under it. She was lying against
his side with her head pillowed on his chest. He kept touching her, playing
with her fingers, caressing her arm. It was nice.
“I’m a
marketing consultant. Specifically, I consult with charities to help with
their marketing and fundraising efforts.”
“You like
it?”
“I love
it.” She yawned, stretching to find a better position and then settling back
down. “It’s a challenge, for each new client there has to be a different
approach, because the causes are so different. It never gets boring
you, not any of you. I am drawn to you and the thought of never touching any
of you again is frightening but I need more than great sex. I need friendship
outside the bedroom, other women to talk to occasionally, a challenging
occupation where I can make a difference, and more important, I need to feel
like I make my own choices. I can’t fall in line no matter how many times I’m
dominated sexually.” She pushed out of his lap and he let her, watching her
face as she spoke.
“I am
going to that wedding tomorrow, after that we’ll see, maybe we can visit until
we work out the kinks but that’s only going to happen if I feel like a partner
in this relationship, not a possession.” She crossed her arms raising her chin
in defiance. “Anyone tries to stop me tomorrow and it will end there. I’ll do
what I have to do.”
After the outburst,
the quiet was intimidating. He reached across and grabbed her waist pulling
her back into his lap so that she straddled his knees. The quickness of the
move made her gasp. He placed both hands on her face, holding it so he could
study her. “Then I guess we should make tonight count.”
He placed a
soft kiss on her lips, his tongue slipping inside like a whisper, caressing her
from the inside out. It surprised a groan from her when she had been expecting
a full on assault. His fingers tunneled through her hair and down to her
shoulders. He wrapped both arms around her waist and hauled her up against his
chest before setting her down closer than she had been, his cock rested against
her exposed clit making her gasp at the heat she could feel even in the hot
water.
“Linc?” Her
voice was a confused whisper as he gentled her with his hands and mouth.
“Will you
take me Becca?” He asked, his lips warming a path down her jaw and across to
her ear. “Will you put your hands on my cock and slip it inside?”
“Oh god.”
She could feel his voice inside her body, caressing places it shouldn’t be able
to reach. “Linc, please.”
He bit her
right below her ear and she reached between them and wrapped her hand around
his pulsing length just like he asked. He lifted her up by her waist and she
held him in place while he lowered her onto his cock. He felt unbelievably
good as the walls of her cunt opened to let him in.
“Ride me
Becca.” His voice was rougher, his breath choppy. She kissed him, lifting up
on her knees and then dropping back down. Again and again she rode him, it
felt like hours of slow steady friction. Their breaths mingling, his tongue
slipped in past her lips while his cock slipped up and down, rubbing against
the walls of her pussy. The friction was amazing. Between that and the water
that swirled against her skin she was shuddering from the sensory overload.
Eventually
it was too much and she went up faster and came down harder, until she was
slamming herself down on his cock. Linc grabbed her hips, holding her down
against his surging hips as he pistoned them both to an orgasm. His bite to
her shoulder and the release of his hot seed deep inside had her throwing her
head back in ecstasy.
***
“What is the
job that you want to return to?” Linc asked it sometime later when they were
finally dry and in the giant bed upstairs. He had found blankets just to make
her comfortable so they were wrapped together under it. She was lying against
his side with her head pillowed on his chest. He kept touching her, playing
with her fingers, caressing her arm. It was nice.
“I’m a
marketing consultant. Specifically, I consult with charities to help with
their marketing and fundraising efforts.”
“You like
it?”
“I love
it.” She yawned, stretching to find a better position and then settling back
down. “It’s a challenge, for each new client there has to be a different
approach, because the causes are so different. It never gets boring
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