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Del 4: Air
| Sunlight in my eyes. “Durga...” his voice is the merest whisper, the heat of his breath feels soft. I turn my head. “Mmm?” He smiles. “I love how you say mmm.” “Is that why you woke me up?” I touch his shoulder. He bits his lips. I guess it’s still quite tender. He looks at the tiny bruises. Teethmarks. “I really liked it, you know. The pain. It made me come harder.” “You were delicious.” We both smile. I look into his shiny eyes. Into the soul behind. Into my own soul, reflecting back. “I want to make you feel like you made me feel.” “Safe?” I kiss his jaw. “Loved.” I suck in some air. “We promised not to fall in love.” “But you did.” “Mmm. Right.” His arms hold me so gently. “I might have beaten you to that finish line.” “Maybe. But I only fall for the very best. I don’t know how exquisite your taste is in partners.” He closes his eyes, smiling. Lifts his arms, crosses them above his head. “I only fall for goddesses.” He cries out softly when I slide down. I squeeze his throat harder, see his eyes open, turn upwards, lashes fluttering. I let go when he explodes inside me. But just for a second. “Goodness, Tiger, are you hard again?” “It’s that massage thing you do. Makes me fucking wild.” “Such a sweet little cub.” My tongue traces his ear, making him sigh. “I want to make you wild.” His hand slides between my thighs. “Down, cub. Remember your place.” I smile at him, tickle his neck. “Yes, my Goddess. Oh yes, I googled you.” “So now you know why I call you Tiger. You are such a good ride.” Swift move, now he lays on top of me. “Mmm. You feel lovely.” “Don’t you feel dominated? When you are under me?” I kiss his ear to hide my smile. “Fuck me slowly. Please. Mmm, you feel good. Don’t stop.” “I won’t.” His mouth is hot, I see him bite his lips, close his eyes. “Go deeper, Tiger. Make me wild. No, not faster, sweetie. Slower.” He buries his head between my breasts. Shivers. “Are you dominating me now?” He looks up, perplexed. Then bursts out laughing. I kiss him on the middle of his forehead. “This is why you are my Tiger. Not just a dick I use.” He takes my face between his palms. “I would do anything to make you happy.” “You know what I like. Be my wild Tiger. Fuck me until I can’t stop screaming. Oh God, yes... that’s a good boy.” Drops of sweat land on my face. He licks them off, right when I come. |
Tillagd 28 mar 2021 Noveller #Kvinna som top #Man som bottom #Psykisk dominans #Face sitting #Rollspel #Verklig åldersskillnad #Sexmagi / Ockult sex
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