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His hand stopped moving for a second and then continued. “It isn’t bullshit. It’s very important, and it’s actually one of my favorite parts. I feel so close to my subs after a great scene.”

“Do you feel close to me?” I asked.

His fingertips trailed across my belly. “Yes. You shared a piece of yourself with me. I had a lot of fun and I want to do more. I want to show you more. Do you feel closer to me?”

“I’m not sure.” Yeah, I did, but my protective defenses were up.

“Ouch.”

I rushed into an explanation, even though I doubted he really could feel hurt. “My natural instinct is to go against everything you tell me.”

“I know, Baby Girl. That’s why, when you don’t — when you give in — it makes me so proud. You’re doing it for me and for yourself. For our relationship to grow.”

The experience had been amazing, but I didn’t necessarily feel like my soul was freed. I bit my lip. “I came here because this lady I met told me about a crazy state of mind she got from doing this. She called it nirvana. I don’t think I felt it today.”

He turned my head so that we were looking at each other eye to eye. “Subspace? Baby Girl, you’re not going to get there until you truly submit. Not pretend to submit. There’s a huge difference. You’re not there yet, and that’s okay. It’s going to take a lot more trust to be built up. Then, I can take you there. We’re going to take it nice and slow. You did great today.”

“Okay.” He was bringing out some feelings in me. I was more afraid of this side of the man than the dominating one. He was tender and snuggly. I really wanted to kiss him, but I was afraid of being rejected once again.

He rubbed my lip with his thumb. “We have plenty of time to get you to nirvana.”

“Did you feel nirvana?” Why was the dumbest stuff popping out of my mouth?

“It felt really good, Baby Girl.”

I couldn’t hide my skepticism. “Please, I didn’t even touch you.”

“I have a request for you to do something right now that would make me feel really good. Maybe even nirvana.” He had a devilish smile on his face.

“What’s that?” I couldn’t help but smile.

“I want you to warm my cock.”

What now? Not what I was expecting. Was his cock cold? Did he want me to rub it briskly? Why not just ask for a hand job? So many questions...

“I want my cock inside you, Baby Girl.”

“You want to have sex?”

“No, I want to relax with my cock inside you. Will you let me?”

“Um, okay.” Wasn’t that called sex?

“Don’t move.” He got up off the bed and of course, I moved. I wanted to see him. He pulled off his pants, and I finally got to see his whole body. It was magnificent. He was toned and muscled. I noticed a nipple piercing I hadn’t before and a few tattoos on his chest. His cock looked pretty average size-wise. But, then, when he squeezed some lube from his hand onto his cock and pumped it a few times, it got bigger.

He slid back into the bed behind me, using his fingers to apply some lube to my pussy. I’d been silently begging to be penetrated for the entire play session, so now that his finger had casually entered me, my pussy flared back to life.

He adjusted my leg and then slid his cock into me from behind. I bit back a moan. It felt like heaven.

Then he curled up behind me, lightly running his fingers through my hair. And, did ... nothing. He didn’t move. He didn’t thrust into me, despite the fact that I was like a live wire, ready to be tripped.

The need was growing in me with every passing second. My ass pressed backward. No response. My hips wiggled.

“Shh. Just relax, Baby Girl.” His warm breath near my ear caused a shiver to run down my spine.

My inner muscles clenched. That got a grunt, so I did it again. His arms tightened around me. I pushed my ass back against him.

“Stop wiggling.” He locked his legs around mine, laying half on top of me. I tried to break free of his grasp, but he was strong. He’d essentially locked me into position.

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