A Stronger Love Ch. 01

As she turned me over onto all fours and knelt beside me, gently fisting me from behind as she often did, enjoying the way I was basically a shivering puddle of melted butter at her touch, a thought kept intruding into the forefront of my consciousness. Making love to Ashley was so sweet, so wonderful. I didn't really want anyone else to ever experience it, selfishly enough. They could find their own partners to be happy with – Ashley was mine.

But to measure myself against another woman who wanted the same thing... to see if I could please Ashley by letting her see just how hard I would fight for her... to find out if I was "worthy" of the pleasure Ashley gave me every single day...

As I came, clenching on Ashley's little fist, my body jerking in ecstatic spasms, I was thinking of something different for a change. Normally I just thought of her as she made me orgasm, and all was good. But this time, I imagined myself slamming Donna's arm down onto the table... taking my victory kiss... Donna's weeping face at my crotch level as I held her down, as she mouthed the word "mercy" while looking up at me... all while Ashley watched.

I would make it happen, come hell or high water. I would do my Ashley proud.