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I’m not cruel enough to take him slowly as his madness for more, for everything, physically shatters his body.
As if I’m holding him together I grip his ass harshly, knowing I’ll leave my mark in the shape of finger bruises. I piston in and out of his tight hole at a punishing pace. I allow him to push back with just as much ferocity. The sound of slapping flesh is so loud in my ears that it almost hurts.
With each thrust, the base of the dildo hammers against my clit. It’s throbbing and so sensitive, my panties and the harness do little to diminish the pure pleasure rocketing through my body. I’m going to come before I know it, and I want his orgasm first.
I need it.
I reach between his legs where his cock hangs down and begin to pull on it fiercely, jacking him until he’s keening like the whore he is.
“Holy fucking shit! May I please come, Mistress?”
Edging is one of my favorite activities, but we’re both too far gone at this point. There’s little hope in denying my own orgasm, so I quickly relent.
“Give it to me, like the cum slut you are.”
I don’t have to tell him twice before sticky, white fluid shoots between both our legs.
“Yes, fucking yes! Thank you, Mistress!”
I milk him until the very last drop, never losing the brutal rhythm with which I’m fucking him. I was already so close, it was just a matter of time. With my next thrust, the base slams against my clit, and my orgasm bursts like a popped balloon, my desire dripping from my cunt to join his cum on the floor.
I slow my thrusts as my pleasure lowers to a simmer before eventually dwindling to nothing.
I carefully pull free, and he whines at the loss.
I squat on shaking knees to peer at his gaping hole.
Fucking delicious.
I need to get one of those dildos where you can ejaculate with a pump. The only thing that could make this better is watching cum leak between his legs.
I give him one final spank making him squeak weakly before I stand up.
“Doing okay, Caleb?”
He tiredly turns his head and offers a shy smile, one that I know very well.
“More than okay, Essie.”
I rub my hand up and down his back affectionately.
“Why don’t we go take a nice, relaxing bubble bath?”
His eyes light up, his baby blues once again taking precedence.
“You don’t have to ask me twice.”
I help him stand, and with friendly arms wrapped around each other, I lead my best friend to the connecting bathroom with a tub big enough for both of us.
Chapter One
? Sakura ?
Not long after we throw our graduation caps in the air, everyone around me scatters like leaves in the wind. Families of every shape, color, and size surround their graduates with hugs and words of love and excitement.
Grudgingly, I pull my gaze from scenes of happiness in search of my parents. It’s like searching for Waldo. They tend to hover near the edge of crowds, trying their best to stay out of the way. It doesn’t matter that my dad owns a highly successful tech firm that pulls in millions a year. Nor that my mother owns several restaurants, all highly successful. One even has a Michelin-starred chef.
But they still have the mindset of the immigrants they were when they first came to this country twenty-five years ago. Although, you can’t tell that my mom is fifty-one and my dad is pushing sixty. Both still have thick black hair with nary a gray strand and not a wrinkle in sight.
