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I’m not exactly sure what I need to be honest.
“You need me to take care of you. You need me to have control because you feel you don’t have any. You need one of us to have it, and you know I need it after what happened. You know I feel just as out of control as you do, but we need opposite things right now. We need what the other can give.”
“Yes. All of that. Exactly that.”
We shift positions, and I get off the couch to let him lie down. Except that isn’t what I want. I kneel on the floor.
“Sinead, are you kneeling because you expect me to be a dom while you— you —service me? I can’t think of a better term right now. That isn’t the right one, but I have some brain fog. Or are you kneeling because you’re offering your submission?”
“Yes. I guess it’s both. You’ve gotten me off so many times and not asked for anything in return. You haven’t made me feel like you expect anything in return. I want to offer this to you. I want to do this for you.”
“Do you want this as a one-off? Or do you want me to be your dom?”
“Once or twice-off. I guess time to time. But I don’t want you to be my dom. And I don’t want to be your sub. I want more.”
I wait to see what he thinks of that.
“Sinead, I’d be your dom if that’s what you wanted. But it’s not what I want. All I’ve wanted since the beginning is more.”
“Me too.”
I whisper as I reach to unfasten his pants. He stands, so I can pull down his pants and boxer briefs. He whips off his socks, then unbuttons his shirt and peels it off as he steps out of his pants and underwear. He sits, and I’m ready to start.
“Uh-uh. Strip. I want to see your tits, play with them while you suck me off. I want to see you play with your pussy.”
I grin at him.
“I thought this was supposed to be the way I want it. You can’t help but take control.”
He looks guilty, and I wish I hadn’t said anything. I stand and straddle his legs.
“Daddy, I was joking. I like the idea of you being naked and me being clothed. Somehow, it fits with this moment of submissiveness. And you’re so fucking hot. I want to stare at all of you. Normally, I want anything that allows you to touch me. That’s why I’m not saying no.”
I drop a quick kiss on his lips before I stand and drop my clothes on the floor, adding to his pile. I kneel again and wrap my hand around his cock. Fuck. Everything about him really is proportionate. I glide my hand up and down three times before I feather my thumb over the tip. I graze my fingertips along his length before I lick the side closest to his belly. I swirl my tongue over the bulbous head before curling my tongue around him as I lick the rest of his cock.
I shift and rise higher on my knees as my mouth sinks down onto him. I put my hands behind my back, crossing my wrists. My head bobs as he brushes his thumb over my cheek and along my jaw. He inches forward to the edge of the sofa, making it easier for me to angle my head and take him deeper. His hands caress my shoulders, neck, and upper chest before he massages my tits. He tweaks the nipples until I moan.
“Play with yourself.”
His voice is soft, but it’s a command, not a suggestion. My left hand runs along the smooth skin before my middle finger slides along my clit. I’m dripping. I do as he says, and press my fingers into me, coating them before I work my clit in earnest. But I can’t concentrate on two things at the same time. I go through the motions and play with myself like he said, but I only want to focus on him.
He's gentle when he pulls my other arm from my back. He brings my hand to cup his balls. When I do, he rests his head back against the couch and closes his eyes. But it’s only for a moment. Then he’s watching me again. I take him as deep as I can; the tip brushing the back of my throat. I relax, remembering to measure my breathing through my nose, so I don’t gag when I take him farther past my uvula and down my throat. I’m not super skilled at this since I haven’t been with anyone as longandthick as Gabe. I’ve fucked other guys with his length, but none with his girth. I’m swallowing a fucking Coke bottle. From his groans and the way his dick keeps twitching, I’m doing something right. My fingers find his taint, and I rub it. The moment I do, he pulls free from my mouth.
“Stroke me.”
I follow that command too. It takes nothing to have him spray his cum across my lips. He covers my hand with his, directing the rest of it onto my tits. I swallow, then lick my lips. I don’t love swallowing in general, but I do with Gabriele.
“Daddy, I’m yours.”
I lean forward, pressing my tits around his cock to titty fuck him. He scoops me up, and I wrap my legs around his waist. I marvel at his strength. I’m not light, but I know he can carry the other guys. I don’t weigh as much as any of them, so it shouldn’t surprise me that he can. It still makes me feel petite. At five-nine, that’s not easily done.
He carries me into the bedroom and places me on the bed. When he reaches toward his bedside table, it makes me think of what I keep in mine and how he found it. He reads my mind.
“I remember what you had. I want you to remember that I’ve never had a woman here. I know I got ahead of myself, but after having you in my bed once, I knew it wouldn’t be the last time. I did a little shopping.”
I peer into the drawer he opens. Holy fucking shit. It’s like a sex shop crammed into a box. I stand up and step beside him. I lean forward, my hands between my thighs to keep from pulling things out.
“You decide this time,cuore. Flogger, paddle, or crop?”
