Page 23 of Forbidden Heat

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I spentthe morning putting things in motion so that Haley, and with any luck her father, will be safe. The whole time I was working, one word was a drumbeat in my blood.

Mine.

Haley is mine. To protect, to punish, to cherish.

To claim.

By the time I got home, it was all I could think about. And now, seeing how perfectly we play together, it’s even more imperative to make her fully mine.

She’s curled on her side when I come back with the water. I help her to sit up, and she drinks it down, handing me the empty glass with a smile. “Thanks.”

I kiss her, letting her taste herself on my tongue. In the past, when I’ve played with other women, it was all about the rules. Primarily to keep them safe, to be sure, but it also made things more formal, more contractual. Less intimate.

Haley, with her strength and her spirit, the way she challenges and rewards me, isn’t just a playmate; she’s a partner. We’re creating this together, in a way that’s never happened before.

The rules don’t matter so much. They’re still there, but we can be more flexible with them. I lie down next to her and tuck her against me. “How do you want to do this?”

Surprise flickers in her eyes. “What do you mean?”

“I mean what happens next is up to you. If you want me to fuck you, pick a position. If you want something else first, we’ll do that.”

She puts her hand on my chest. “I want to give back to you. I want to be on my knees with your cock in my mouth.”

“Does it have to be your knees?”

Haley’s puzzled, but intrigued. “No, not necessarily.”

“Come here.” I lead her across the room, to where my spanking horse sits in a corner, a sheet draped over it to keep it dust-free. I whisk the sheet away and her eyes get big. “Ohh.”

Once she’s on it, tied down at her wrists and ankles again, I get the salve and smooth it over her ass, then move around to stand at her head. “Will you undress now?” she says. “I want to see you.”

So I do, slowly, my own version of a striptease, and Haley watches me with hungry eyes. When I take off my boxer briefs and she gets her first look at my cock, it jerks at the expression on her face. “So big. Come fuck my mouth, Cameron.”

No need to ask twice. I approach, she opens wide, and I slide the tip of my cock between her lips. Haley closes her eyes, sucking blissfully, and I almost shoot my load at the beatific expression on her face.

Before long, I need more. I start to move, fucking her mouth, keeping my strokes shallow for now. I’m torn between the impulse to go all the way and spill myself down her throat, and wanting to save it for when I’m inside her.

She watches me, her lips stretched around my cock, and it’s a beautiful sight. I try to go slow, to draw out the moment, but the need is too strong. I speed up until I’m hitting the back of her throat, pounding away, and I can’t bring myself to pull out.

The climax starts at the base of my spine, then shoots to my balls and out. She swallows me down, and it makes me want to tie her up again and eat her pussy for a week. My Haley.

My control has never been so frayed at the edges as it is with her, but I wouldn’t trade this for anything. She’s worth it. I untie her and carry her to the bed, flinging back the covers and laying her down.

“And now you fuck me till I can’t walk?” she says, eyes bright.

“That’s the plan. And now that you’ve taken the edge off, it’s only fair to warn you I can last a long time.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing,” she says with a laugh.

I roll her onto her back and poise myself above her. “Remember you said that, later.” My slow smile makes her giggle.

Then it hits me. “Haley. You are on birth control, right?” I almost forgot to ask, I’m so wrapped up in her.

“Yes.”

I never go ungloved, ever. Until now. It would be a sin to put anything between her pussy and my cock. “I was tested not long ago. No worries there.”

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