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Just the slightest stimuli and I’m on the edge.
“You don’t know? You should know, wild one. The answer should come easily to you.” His voice is hard, but there’s something else underneath that I can’t put my finger on.
His cock slips between my arse cheeks and I tense. Despite all the preparations and the toys, Jonathan is big — more like, huge. There’s always a delicious sting of pain whenever he fucks me. Imagining that size in my arse causes uncontrollable shivers to break out on my skin.
“Relax.” Still moving his fingers inside my pussy, he circles my clit with his thumb. Small bursts of pleasure grip me and I let myself fall slack against the leather.
“Good girl.”
I moan at the sound of those words out of his mouth. After last week’s fuck-up, I thought I would never hear them again.
“You’ll be able to take me, won’t you?”
“Mmm.”
“What if my dick is too big for this tight arse?”
“I can take it.”
“You can, huh?”
“Mmm.”
“You want me to confiscate your last virginity for myself?”
My thighs clench at the thought, and I’m so turned on that I can’t see straight. “Y-yes.”
“What was that?”
“Fuck me, Jonathan.”
“Fuck you where?”
“In the arse. Fuck me in the arse.”
A low grunt fills the air as Jonathan uses my juices as natural lube. He takes his time prepping me that I wiggle my arse against him so he gets on with it.
He then thrusts his cock an inch inside me, and although he’s been preparing me since the island, the stretching sensation is real.
“Oh…G-God…” My voice is broken by both pleasure and pain. They always come hand in hand with Jonathan, and I’ve become so accustomed to it that the mere thought of having one without the other depresses me.
“I’m going to own every fucking inch of you.”
It could be his words or the way he’s stimulating my body, but I relax even further, my nails digging into the sofa until he’s fully inside.
With his fingers deep into my pussy, I feel so utterly full, like I’ve never experienced before. His cock doesn’t compare to the plugs. It’s so much more real, and the sparks of pleasure feel like they’re shooting from all places at once.
The mere brush of my hard nipples against my clothes and the leather sends an additional bolt of arousal to my core and arse. Everything in me is attuned to the feel of him inside me, at my back, and all around me.
But it’s not only about the physical connection. Being with Jonathan is like free-falling without a landing. It’s finding oneself after years of being lost. It’s peace after a war. And it’s all because of him.
He called me his queen once, but what he doesn’t know is that there’s no king to my kingdom but him.
It might be a small kingdom compared to his empire, but mine is more intimate, and he’s the only person I would ever allow inside my bubble.
He’s the only person who’s made me feel safe, even though the world is scared of him.
My calculative tyrant and skilled lover.
