give her an intense experience without risk of really hurting her. He’d meant to count how many strokes he’d given, but instead he’d lost track, just watching her body and listening to how her screams had segued from pain to intense pleasure. She rocked toward him wanting more.
He weighed his options.
He could go on, give her the release needed by this loss of control and total submission while he denied himself or he could drop his fly and plow his rock hard cock as deep into her as it would go. Either way, their pleasure would continue.
Maybe a few more strokes. He didn’t think either of them could take much more.
Sweat had broken out on his brow and not from exertion. Just working Jessica, whose body also glistened with her perspiration, drove his temperature up too.
Drawing back, he angled the flog, letting the tails fly down toward her delicate folds. Jessica jerked and he knew one had connected. He suddenly had the urge to kiss it better while he drove her straight over the edge with his mouth.
He’d never had a slave affect him like this. Each thud of the flog jerked his cock, pulling her toward him and waiting oblivion.
“Again,” she begged, her body sagging with the extreme pleasure attacking it. She felt his discipline everywhere—he’d seen to that—and now it overwhelmed her. She cried out passionately even when the tails weren’t connecting with her. Her hips rocked in search of someone to fill her.
Him.
Not one more stroke. He flung the flog aside and reached for his zipper. He shoved down his pants just far enough to expose his cock. Jessica looked over her shoulder, her face tearstained and her eyes dazed.
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“Oh thank heaven,” she whispered when she saw what he was doing. Quickly, he rolled on a condom and knelt behind her. Grasping her hips, he drove into her with one powerful stroke.
“Yes!” Jessica shrieked, straightening her arms and shoving back into him. Her molten passage branded him, the burning honey of her extreme arousal coating him and dripping down to his tight balls. He moved just to relieve some of the pressure of her clutching walls, only to find he needed that tight squeeze more than he needed to breathe. Urgently, he rammed back inside, giving everything over to her. She thought she was helpless? Her writhing body had the power to give or refuse what he’d desired for so long. Her sharp little tongue honed his need. He couldn’t survive without both of them.
Reaching between them, he rasped his thumb over her exposed nub. Her cry echoed off the stone walls and back into his ever-tightening body. He wouldn’t last long and he wanted her flying with him when he finally erupted inside her.
She bucked under him almost throwing off his wild rhythm as he pistoned in and out of her cunt. Her “Yes!” and “oh God!” alternated with “Please!” and drove him on.
Her fleshy walls convulsed around him.
“No! No!” she wailed, going rigid while he continued to pull her back onto his erection. The tight grip closed around him. He drove on, fighting the release until the last moment when she was spent in his arms and a ball of vibrating nerve endings.
Knowing it would drive her to another orgasm, he dragged his fingers over her clit again, coaxing another explosion.
“Take it,” he rasped, knowing it would complete this scene in her head. She needed it. She needed his command over her. “Yeah, squeeze my cock. Milk it.” She made a strangled sound and her body shuddered beneath him. Another wave of release tore through her, even stronger than before. It pulled him with it. Urgently, he made one last drive and blasted inside her.
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“Mine!” he bellowed, filling her. She was his and he never intended to let her forget it.
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On Your Knees
Chapter Three
Jessica slowly became aware she was curled on the cool stone floor with a very male body wrapped around her. Sometime in her haze, he’d released the cuffs holding
He weighed his options.
He could go on, give her the release needed by this loss of control and total submission while he denied himself or he could drop his fly and plow his rock hard cock as deep into her as it would go. Either way, their pleasure would continue.
Maybe a few more strokes. He didn’t think either of them could take much more.
Sweat had broken out on his brow and not from exertion. Just working Jessica, whose body also glistened with her perspiration, drove his temperature up too.
Drawing back, he angled the flog, letting the tails fly down toward her delicate folds. Jessica jerked and he knew one had connected. He suddenly had the urge to kiss it better while he drove her straight over the edge with his mouth.
He’d never had a slave affect him like this. Each thud of the flog jerked his cock, pulling her toward him and waiting oblivion.
“Again,” she begged, her body sagging with the extreme pleasure attacking it. She felt his discipline everywhere—he’d seen to that—and now it overwhelmed her. She cried out passionately even when the tails weren’t connecting with her. Her hips rocked in search of someone to fill her.
Him.
Not one more stroke. He flung the flog aside and reached for his zipper. He shoved down his pants just far enough to expose his cock. Jessica looked over her shoulder, her face tearstained and her eyes dazed.
52
On Your Knees
“Oh thank heaven,” she whispered when she saw what he was doing. Quickly, he rolled on a condom and knelt behind her. Grasping her hips, he drove into her with one powerful stroke.
“Yes!” Jessica shrieked, straightening her arms and shoving back into him. Her molten passage branded him, the burning honey of her extreme arousal coating him and dripping down to his tight balls. He moved just to relieve some of the pressure of her clutching walls, only to find he needed that tight squeeze more than he needed to breathe. Urgently, he rammed back inside, giving everything over to her. She thought she was helpless? Her writhing body had the power to give or refuse what he’d desired for so long. Her sharp little tongue honed his need. He couldn’t survive without both of them.
Reaching between them, he rasped his thumb over her exposed nub. Her cry echoed off the stone walls and back into his ever-tightening body. He wouldn’t last long and he wanted her flying with him when he finally erupted inside her.
She bucked under him almost throwing off his wild rhythm as he pistoned in and out of her cunt. Her “Yes!” and “oh God!” alternated with “Please!” and drove him on.
Her fleshy walls convulsed around him.
“No! No!” she wailed, going rigid while he continued to pull her back onto his erection. The tight grip closed around him. He drove on, fighting the release until the last moment when she was spent in his arms and a ball of vibrating nerve endings.
Knowing it would drive her to another orgasm, he dragged his fingers over her clit again, coaxing another explosion.
“Take it,” he rasped, knowing it would complete this scene in her head. She needed it. She needed his command over her. “Yeah, squeeze my cock. Milk it.” She made a strangled sound and her body shuddered beneath him. Another wave of release tore through her, even stronger than before. It pulled him with it. Urgently, he made one last drive and blasted inside her.
53
Brynn Paulin
“Mine!” he bellowed, filling her. She was his and he never intended to let her forget it.
54
On Your Knees
Chapter Three
Jessica slowly became aware she was curled on the cool stone floor with a very male body wrapped around her. Sometime in her haze, he’d released the cuffs holding
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