out as she fucks herself faster and harder. “Please,” she begs me.
“Please what?” I ask her. I just want to hear her tell me how much she needs me.
“Please, Anthony,” she begs again.
“You want me to make you cum?” I ask her.
“Yes!” she answers.
“You want to cum all over my cock to please me, is that it?” I smack her ass again and again.
“Yes!” she cries out, and it’s the last straw. I give in and lose what little self-control I have left.
“Coat my dick with your cum,” I growl into her ear as I push her shoulders down and hammer into her. My other hand moves to her slick clit and I strum it until she screaming into the sheets.
Her pussy latches onto my dick and starts milking it with her release. I pump into her harder and faster, and with each thrust her cunt holds onto me tighter, trying to suck me in deep. I nip her earlobe. I bite, kiss and suck all over her neck. Her pussy pulses around me and her body trembles beneath me. She cries out my name, and it’s what takes me over the edge. I cum deep inside her. I groan in the crook of her neck, loving that I gave her more than she could give herself.
I slowly release her and her body falls forward and I slip out of her, our combined cum leaking from her pussy.
She lays on the bed panting and curling on her side as I leave her to get a shirt from the hamper to wipe up with. She hums softly in appreciation as I clean her off. She looks so weak and tired as she slips her nightgown back on. I love the sight of my cum leaking out of her tight little pussy, but I need to clean her up before bed. And she’s obviously fucking exhausted.
I watch her as I climb in next to her. I expect her to plead with me to stay. I expect her to ask me for something. But she doesn’t. She scoots her body against mine and rests her cheek on my shoulder. She cuddles with me. She holds me.
I feel my guard lower from her comforting touch. I should put her back in her room, but I need this as much as she does. I don’t think I’ve ever felt someone hold me with such need and adoration. She rubs her body against mine and I relax into the mattress.
I kiss her hair and pet her back as she nestles into my chest.
“Sleep, kitten,” I whisper into her ear.
She looks up at me through her lashes with a small smile. “Good night, Anthony.” And she plants a kiss on my lips. I can still feel it as she lies back down and gets comfortable in my arms.
I watch her for hours before I can finally sleep. It never once occurs to me that in the morning she won’t be there.
Because I know she will.
Anthony
My eyes slowly open and I move to turn onto my side, but a warm and comforting weight rests against my side. Kitten. A slow, lazy smile graces my lips. It feels good to wake up next to someone. I never have before. I’m not angry that I let her sleep here last night. But it’s a one-time thing.
I stare at her while she sleeps. Her chest rises and falls in a steady rhythm. Her chestnut hair is fanned out on the pillow. I gently brush the hair off her face and fucking love how at peace she is. With me.
This is going better than I ever imagined it would. My hand gently eases on her hip as my eyes roam over the dip in her waist. She begged me to fuck her. She wants me. She truly wants me.
I lie back down on my back and sigh. She’s seen my darkness, and she craves my touch.
Only because she has no choice. Only because I’ve conditioned her.
All traces of her warmth and tenderness leave me. And then she stirs beside me. I close my eyes and wait to see what she’s going to do. I’ve no idea what kind of trouble my kitten will get into if I let her roam the house without supervision.
But I’m curious. The idea that locks aren’t needed makes me feel powerful, as though I’ve perfected the relationship I desired. But there’s only one way to find out if it’s possible.
I feel her body press against mine as