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“As good a place to start as any,” he joked, planting more kissed here and there before lifting her up and carrying her off to their bedroom.
“There’s been so much happening that we’ve not even had a proper honeymoon,” he told her. “Where do you want to go?”
“Someplace with lots of sunshine, peace and quiet.”
“I can arrange that,” he replied. “How about we practice, in the meantime. Wouldn’t want us getting rusty.”
“Ooh, please, let’s,” she cooed as he put her down on the bed and began to undress her.
“Are you going to do what I say?” he asked.
“Yes, sir,” she replied.
“Promise?”
“I do.”
“Okay, well, let’s begin.”
“Let’s,” she replied.
“Sit with your legs apart.”
Jo obeyed him. She seemed to enjoy the submissive games they had begun to explore lately. She was watching him as he looked between her legs, enjoying the way she was already getting wet just thinking about how all of this might play out.
“Stand up!”
Jo stood up from where she had been reclining on the bed without hesitating.
“Don’t look at me. Lower your head. Show some respect!” he ordered her.
Jo once again did as she was asked, lowering her head. He moved his hands upward, caressing her gorgeous breasts, examining her as if he had never seen her naked before. He could already feel himself getting hard, but tried to force it back. He didn’t want to lose control, not this time or, at least, not yet. He loved knowing he was leaving her a bit weak in the knees thinking about where this was leading.
“Open your legs wider for me,” he commanded.
The order was delivered abruptly, without a flicker of desire, and yet, nothing could have been more erotic. Keeping her head down as a sign of reverence, Jo complied with his request, biting her lip provocatively as she waited to see what might come next. Prior to the baby, while she was pregnant, he had held back with her, but now their sex life had opened up to a whole new mix of pleasure and pain that she had never experienced before, but loved.
Walking closer to her, he placed one of his hands between her legs, slipping a single finger along her folds to see how wet she had gotten.
“Are you getting excited,” he said, his warm breath brushing against her neck as he leaned into her hair to speak.
“Yes,” she replied.
“What?” he replied, punctuating his question with a firm slap on her bare backside.
“Yes, sir,” she corrected herself.
“Did I tell you that you could enjoy your examination?”
“No, sir,” she said quietly.
It was all part of their game. Jo knew he would never go too far, never do her any real harm. He was far too gentle for that, but he also didn’t mind playing things a bit rougher sometimes. It was a nice balance, and excited them both in a different way than their softer lovemaking. Those nights were heartwarming, beautiful, but this was raw, thrilling. She cooed at the feel of his broad hands on her backside and other places. She always knew she could ask him to stop if she wasn’t enjoying what was happening between them, but as he had once said, you only know yourself when you go beyond your limits.
In these moments, she was no one. No one but the woman under his control, the woman who loved him and would allow him to push her limits to the brink if he chose. She could be no one and yet, it opened her up to being everyone and everything. That was what he loved so much about how open she was to him having complete control over her.
“I suppose there’s not much to be done about it now,” he breathed against her, slipping his finger inside of her and massaging the sensitive spot there that always made her leg twitch, losing control of its motor skills as her excitement grew. It was only momentary, but his way of reminding her of how much control he held over her body in these moments they shared.
A moan escaped her lips as he continued his purposeful strokes through her folds, his insertions inside of her.
“Quiet! You’re here to be humiliated, to submit to my every desire, do you understand?”
“Yes, sir.”
Pulling her hands above her head, he secured them together with a strip of leather he kept handy for times such as this. Now, she was helpless, his and his alone to do with as he wished. He could see the moisture escaping down her thighs as her body reacted to his touch.
“Still not able to control your pussy, I see,” he said quietly, more an observance to himself than a commentary directed toward her.
“I’m sorry.”
There was a swift clap against her ass. This time, it resulted in a yelp of pain and a red welt from the wetness of his hand having been between her legs. He was using her own juices against her. It was divine.
