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“I want to make you come. Tell me what to do, Enzo.”
“Keep doing what you are. I’m barely holding on. I’m not coming until you do.”
“Then harder.”
“I’ll hurt you.”
She cups my cheeks and stops moving. I do too, my brow furrowing in confusion.
“Enzo, I haven’t had kinky BDSM sex before. But I’ve had rough sex. I know what I want with you. I know you’re scared you’ll harm me because you’re bigger and stronger than me. I want to feel you lose control because you make me lose all of mine. But Iknowthat even when you lose control with me, you’ll still hold on to enough to never harm me. You wouldn’t forgive yourself if you did. That’s why I trust you for this and for whatever BDSM you’re willing to teach me. I know I’m safe with you.”
God. I think I love her already.
Our kiss is tender again, but it only lasts for a moment. Then I kneel, raising her hips off the bed. I know I’ll leave fingerprints, and I love it. I pound into her, and it only takes four thrusts before she’s begging to come. It almost kills me, but I stop moving. She wails her frustration. I start moving again. Five thrusts, and she’s begging. I stop again. When I know she’s on the cusp of true frustration, I let her.
“Come for me, Chellie. Come on my cock.”
“Daddy!”
Her head tilts back, and the cords in her neck strain. Her eyes are screwed shut, and her nipples are tight little nubs, begging to be suckled. I lower her hips and keep thrusting, but I’m back to sucking her tits.
“I need to come again. Please may I?”
“Yes.”
I barely let go of her nipple long enough to mumble the word. I feel her entire body tighten again as she strains to keep her orgasm going. I can’t wait any longer. For all my talk, I should pull out. I shouldn’t risk trapping her since no birth control short of abstinence is a hundred percent. She still has her hands over her head, so she isn’t pushing my ass to get me deeper. I could pull out. But I won’t. Instead, I lean forward to whisper to her.
“I’m going to fucking explode if I don’t come inside you. I told you the moment I was inside you, you became mine. We are going to make a life together, Chellie. And one day, when you’re ready, I’m going to come inside you, and our lives will be bound forever.”
“I want that. I want a life with you. I wantallof it.”
“Do you? Do you want me to get you pregnant with my cum?”
“One day. Until then, I want to practice every moment we can.”
Is this just dirty talk?
“Tell me exactly what you want,piccolina.”
She looks at me for a moment, trying to tell the same thing I am — it’s not just dirty talk. I nod, and her gaze turns seductive in a way I’m not sure she even realizes. She turns her head to whisper to me.
“I want your cum right now. One day, you’ll breed me because you can. You better tie me to the bed and fuck a baby into me when you do. There won’t be anything I can do because I belong to you.”
Dear God above. I’ve never come so hard as I am right now. I can barely hold myself up on my forearms. I’m shaking, and I’m worried my arms are going to give out. I go to a BDSM club. Dirty talk isn’t something new to me. I’ve said way dirtier shit than she just did, but it’s because my Michelle said it that made it so fucking hot.
She pulls me closer, and I settle most, but not all, of my weight on her. She wraps her arms and legs around me, and I don’t even notice that I didn’t tell her she could let go. If she were really my sub, I would punish her for that. But all I want is to hold her and be held by her. Our kisses are back to being tender again.
“I’m going to squash you.”
I roll us, keeping her top leg over my hip as we lie on our sides. I’m no more ready to pull out than I was a minute ago. I keep a tight hold on her ass, knowing once again that I’m likely to leave marks. As I stare down at her, I know our dirty talk will never include me calling her a slut or a whore. I’ve used those words before, but I can’t with Chellie. When I look at her, I can only imagine praise kink between us. She means too much to me for those words. They just don’t seem right for her.
“What are you thinking about?”
She sounds nervous. That’s not how I want her to feel after the first time we have sex. I never want her to feel that way any time we have sex.
“I was thinking I love our dirty talk, but there are some things I will never call you.”
“You mean like slut or cum dumpster or whore or—”
