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Instead of looking us brood on this, I straddle him, and position myself to slide him back into me. I drop myself down, and ride him a little before leaning down and kissing him. His hands find my hips and assists. We kiss the entire time I'm on top of him, until I gasp my orgasm into his mouth and he takes over.
These orgasms are different. Usually they're just bursts of pleasure, I feel good and roll over and go to sleep. No different than any other momentary pleasure. These are not those orgasms. We're looking at each other as I cum, kissing hard and passionate, our chests are compressed together and it feels like our hearts are knocking on each other. I say his name as I climax.
He announces his and I feel him pulsate inside of me. The feeling makes me cum one last time. Our breathing matches each other, and we kiss for minutes before we pulls out and I rest my head on his chest like it's a pillow.
I'm more scared of what I feel right now, than when his hand was on my neck. We just made love. I didn't get fucked, or boned, or screwed. We just made love like in a bad movie.
He wasn't dominating, I wasn't submissive. We were equals.
Derek showed me his true darkness. It was scary. He can hurt me, very easily. He actually scared me, and he knows he did. Then I showed him I accepted that darkness. I didn't turn away from it. He showed me what he truly wanted, and that was more scary than the choke.
Derek wants to love me. I'm scared I just might love him right back.
- COMMENTS
Anonymous2 months agoReigns is what a king does.
Reins are for controlling horses (and lovers).
(Rains is what clouds do).
