blindfolded, her wrists bound and his fingers sliding slowly in and
out of her mouth.
He pulled his fingers
away from between her lips. She leaned her head against her hands, looking
sated and lovely. He stroked her cheek with his other hand. “I’m glad you
appreciate your own taste. It’s unique and intoxicating.” He leaned up and
kissed her lips. He licked both of them slowly and made her sigh. “I knew I
would love the taste of your essence as much as I love you.”
He untied her and
helped her out of the backseat, then led her into the house. He took his time
getting to the bedroom. Watching her proved to be a lot of fun. She had to
trust him, and her complete submission made him love her more every second. He’d
known he was in love with her the day he realized the depth of his emotional
and physical desire for her. He closed and locked the door to his bedroom. Her
head tilted when she heard the lock click behind her.
He debated his next
move for a few seconds, resting his hands gently on her shoulders. “If the door
being locked frightens you, I’ll tell you who I am now. Before you answer, just
know that I really want to make love to you like this again. It’s so erotic being
with you this way, and once you know who I am, we can never get this feeling
back. I love the way you react to me.” He hesitated. “You did say you like
these kinds of games. I look forward to a future inventing
new ones with you.”
She leaned back
against him. “I’ll react the same way when you touch me tomorrow. How could I
not?” She rubbed her body against his. “But I like this too. I want to explore
with you, but you’re right. We can never get this exact feeling back. I can
wait a little longer.” She turned her head and kissed his hand. Then she bit it
gently. “Tell me what you want. I’ll obey.”
His cock ached at her
words. He pressed her hips closer to make sure she felt his cock against her
ass. Her sharp intake of breath made him harder. “Undress for me.”
She unzipped her
dress and pulled it off her shoulders. Since she hadn’t worn a bra and her panties
lay discarded on the limo floor, she stood before him naked within seconds. She
stepped out of her heels and he walked around her slowly, running his fingers
lightly over her stomach and breasts. He moved her hair and ran one finger down
her spine. He’d never seen a more exquisite woman. Her soft curves begged to be
caressed. He kissed the nape of her neck and made her shiver. He loved how
sensitive her neck was. He imagined her growing wetter every single time his
lips ran over her skin there. He slowly kissed a trail down her spine. He ran
his hand over both her ass cheeks and stood up.
“Walk forward three
steps.”
She did so.
“There’s a bed there.
Put out your hands and bend over it. Spread your legs for me.”
She tentatively
reached out and found the footboard. She stretched her hands across it and bent
over, spreading her legs and presenting herself to him.
As he watched her, he
thought of every time he’d wanted to slap her on the ass, grab her and pull her
into a fiery kiss, bend her over a table and fuck her. Having permission to do
all those things made him feel virile. He’d held back
with every woman he’d ever been with, and it had almost cost him the one woman
he could love forever. Weakness and submission were two very different things
to him, and he believed she felt the same. Submission wasn’t about force—it was
an act of trust and love. Submitting to a lover in the truest sense could be so
fulfilling, and he wanted to give her that kind of fulfillment by being the man
she would love submitting to. He felt like they were almost there, like she
understood him. Over the months they had been apart and he had continued to
want her, he had come to believe she would be the perfect mate he longed for.
Their first union had been very encouraging. He had never wanted a timid
partner. He wanted an independent, intelligent
out of her mouth.
He pulled his fingers
away from between her lips. She leaned her head against her hands, looking
sated and lovely. He stroked her cheek with his other hand. “I’m glad you
appreciate your own taste. It’s unique and intoxicating.” He leaned up and
kissed her lips. He licked both of them slowly and made her sigh. “I knew I
would love the taste of your essence as much as I love you.”
He untied her and
helped her out of the backseat, then led her into the house. He took his time
getting to the bedroom. Watching her proved to be a lot of fun. She had to
trust him, and her complete submission made him love her more every second. He’d
known he was in love with her the day he realized the depth of his emotional
and physical desire for her. He closed and locked the door to his bedroom. Her
head tilted when she heard the lock click behind her.
He debated his next
move for a few seconds, resting his hands gently on her shoulders. “If the door
being locked frightens you, I’ll tell you who I am now. Before you answer, just
know that I really want to make love to you like this again. It’s so erotic being
with you this way, and once you know who I am, we can never get this feeling
back. I love the way you react to me.” He hesitated. “You did say you like
these kinds of games. I look forward to a future inventing
new ones with you.”
She leaned back
against him. “I’ll react the same way when you touch me tomorrow. How could I
not?” She rubbed her body against his. “But I like this too. I want to explore
with you, but you’re right. We can never get this exact feeling back. I can
wait a little longer.” She turned her head and kissed his hand. Then she bit it
gently. “Tell me what you want. I’ll obey.”
His cock ached at her
words. He pressed her hips closer to make sure she felt his cock against her
ass. Her sharp intake of breath made him harder. “Undress for me.”
She unzipped her
dress and pulled it off her shoulders. Since she hadn’t worn a bra and her panties
lay discarded on the limo floor, she stood before him naked within seconds. She
stepped out of her heels and he walked around her slowly, running his fingers
lightly over her stomach and breasts. He moved her hair and ran one finger down
her spine. He’d never seen a more exquisite woman. Her soft curves begged to be
caressed. He kissed the nape of her neck and made her shiver. He loved how
sensitive her neck was. He imagined her growing wetter every single time his
lips ran over her skin there. He slowly kissed a trail down her spine. He ran
his hand over both her ass cheeks and stood up.
“Walk forward three
steps.”
She did so.
“There’s a bed there.
Put out your hands and bend over it. Spread your legs for me.”
She tentatively
reached out and found the footboard. She stretched her hands across it and bent
over, spreading her legs and presenting herself to him.
As he watched her, he
thought of every time he’d wanted to slap her on the ass, grab her and pull her
into a fiery kiss, bend her over a table and fuck her. Having permission to do
all those things made him feel virile. He’d held back
with every woman he’d ever been with, and it had almost cost him the one woman
he could love forever. Weakness and submission were two very different things
to him, and he believed she felt the same. Submission wasn’t about force—it was
an act of trust and love. Submitting to a lover in the truest sense could be so
fulfilling, and he wanted to give her that kind of fulfillment by being the man
she would love submitting to. He felt like they were almost there, like she
understood him. Over the months they had been apart and he had continued to
want her, he had come to believe she would be the perfect mate he longed for.
Their first union had been very encouraging. He had never wanted a timid
partner. He wanted an independent, intelligent
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