Page 97 of Until I Own You

I start coming. It’s not a fall, just a fire that’s become uncontained. I scream out, though my gag mutes me somewhat.

The vibrations quake my insides, increasing the pleasure.

Seth forces his hand against my chest and pushes me far enough away so he can watch as my eyes roll back.

Fuck, it feels so good.

So good, I try to tell him through my words are stifled.

“Look at me, Bridget.”

Though my body is blazing with pleasure, taking me into another realm of consciousness, I move my eyes to meet his.

Seth is a fucking vision. His jaw is tense, teeth clenched, but his eyes aren’t full of power. They’re desperate. For release.

And I’m going to be the one to give it to him.

With our eyes locked and an orgasm still unfurling inside me, I cup his chin in my hand.

Let it go…give it to me…

The tension in his face releases, and his eyes widen before he releases inside me.

I whine and whimper. Why does it feel so good to have him cum inside me?

Before we can ride out the orgasm together, Seth lunches for me, grabbing the buckle of the gag and fumbling to release. He’s still pulsing inside me, but he’s eager to free me.

“Off,” he demands. “Off, now.”

I help him release the shackle of my mouth.

The second I am free, I am tugged into his embrace and his mouth is against mine.

The explosive kiss sends shivers all the way through me. My body contracts and expands, ecstasy sweeping through me. How is it that sex with Seth just gets better and better? I’m always waiting for it to fall short of the last time…except it never does.

Seth releases his mouth from mine, panting deep breaths. “Holy shit…”

“Yeah, what you said.” I roll off him. Then, I jolt upward. “Sir. What you said, Sir.”

Seth looks over at me, blue returning to his eyes. I’m ready for him to say that I need to be punished for that.

Instead, he laughs. A long, uproarious laugh.

And I laugh too.

Our connection is only getting stronger. Not just as Dom and sub.

But as full-on lovers.

As people.

What happens when my training comes to an end? Do we remain in our arrangement? And if so, how do we live lives separate from our commitment?

Because I don’t think we can.

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SETH

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