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“Let me touch you.” Her soft request catches me off guard.
“What do you mean?” I slip my hand under her shirt to cup her breast.
“I like being powerless to you, and I love the way you restrain and control me and make my body respond to you. But sometimes I want to touch you. Unencumbered.”
It’s what I wanted for her last night—to be unencumbered. Free to feel and experience everything without worries or distractions. And yet, what she wants to experience is me. I release her wrists, humbled by her.
“You can touch me anytime, sweetheart. I love the feel of your hands on me.”
As soon as the words are out of my mouth, I realize they’re categorically untrue. I do love the way she touches me, but I’ve used the excuse of exploring kink to keep her from getting too close. Every time we’ve fucked, I’ve made damn sure I’ve kept all the power and control, most of the time actually restraining her physically, as if by preventing her from touching my body, I can keep her from touching the deeper part of me that I keep off-limits—the part that I closed off to everyone after Sarah and Maggie died. It’s been at my pace, and I’ve given and taken what I wanted. But somehow, she’s managed to break through the bonds I’ve tried to impose on her. She’s already way past touching me. I’ve lost control. She owns me, whether she realizes it or not.
I release her hands, and she touches me greedily—stroking my chest as her eyes darken with desire. She threads her fingers through my hair as she rubs my jaw, smiling as I move my head so the rough stubble of my morning beard scrapes against her palm.
Then she leans over to kiss me, and the floodgates open. I pour myself into the kiss, everything I’ve held back from her cresting like a wave before breaking, engulfing her as I give her everything, opening myself wholly to her. I bruise her lips with mine as my tongue invades her mouth—licking, sucking, and devouring her.
She pulls back, slightly breathless, a faint smile on her lips.
“What?”
“You can’t help taking control even when you’re trying to give it to me.”
“You want me, you get all of me. This is how I am.” It’s a simple admission.
“I know. I love that about you. Now kiss me again.”
That she knows who I am, and what I demand, and not only wants it but craves it, makes me want her even more. I kiss her again, hard, and as we kiss, she lowers herself oh-so-slowly onto my stiff cock. Her pussy sheathes me like a scabbard custom-made for its sword, perfect and snug.
“Not worried about anyone seeing us this time?” I tease.
“If I was, I certainly wouldn’t tell you.” She grins as she leans forward to nip at my jaw. “But no. I have a T-shirt on. If anyone sees us, they’ll just think I’m sitting on your lap.”
It’s adorable how she thinks she’s in charge. I pull her T-shirt off in one swift motion. “Sorry, sweetheart. I want your breasts. Unencumbered.”
She shivers deliciously as I skim my fingertips lightly across her spine, which in turn makes her wiggle on my cock. Liking how it makes her move on me, I smile and do it again. She laughs, squirming against me as I hold her firmly impaled on me, and the low, sweet sound of her pleasure is intoxicating. With my hands on her hips, I deliberately flick one tight little nipple with the tip of my tongue. She groans, her eyes closing.
I tease and torment her nipples, one and then the other, grazing my teeth across each stiff peak before sucking it, loving the way it makes her squirm in my lap. I bite down lightly. She moans as her head falls back. Deciding to test her limits a little, I bite harder, eliciting a sharp cry of pain as her head snaps forward. Her eyes are wide with a hint of trepidation as she struggles to pull away.
“Shhhh.” I move to the other nipple, taking it between my teeth. She starts to fight me as the pressure increases, and without letting go, I give her a throaty “nuh-uh”, reminding her I’m in charge. She fights to remain still, her face etched with a combination of determination mixed with apprehension. But it’s her trust in me that slays me, and how she responds to what I demand of her. The way she gives herself over to me is fucking intoxicating. And if the wetness coating my dick is any indication, it’s a turn on to her, too.
Gripping her hips, I lift her up, and then slam her back down on my cock, making her gasp. But she loves it. She wraps her hands around my neck and rides me as I urge her on—deeper, harder, faster—until her stomach grows taut and I can feel her pussy start to quiver. My own muscles are tensing with the impending release, and I fuck her harder, meeting her need to be a willing and active participant with my own craving to possess her—body, heart, and soul. We’re well matched, and we drive each other higher and higher until we’re both trembling on the edge.
“Come with me.” Instantly, her sex clenches around me like a vise as her body convulses in response to the command. Her sweet pussy rippling over my hard shaft sends me over the edge, and we come together, holding on to each other for dear life as the storm of ecstasy consumes us.
Afterward, she snuggles into my chest with my cock still buried in her. I wrap my arms around her, savoring the feel of her next to my heart. She idly strokes my chest, and I wait for her to say what’s on her mind.
“Can I ask you a question?” she finally says.
“Of course.”
“Why don’t you want kids? You were great with Paige. I couldn’t help but notice how natural you seemed with her.”
I stiffen slightly.
“You don’t have to tell me,” she says softly. “It’s none of my business. We barely know each other, really. I shouldn’t have asked.”
I hate the hurt I hear in her voice. I tilt her chin up with my forefinger, forcing her to look at me. “It’s not that. I would say we know each other intimately in all the ways that matter.” I sigh, letting her go. “It’s just not a pretty story. I want to protect you and make you smile and make you come so many times you pass out. You know, basically ruin you for any other man,” I admit. “I don’t want to drag my shit into your life.”
“You don’t have the market cornered on shit in your life. I already have plenty of my own. Sharing part of yours with me, like I’ve shared part of mine with you, doesn’t ruin my life. Life is a package deal. The shit comes with smiles and orgasms. I want all of you, Noah.”
