Page 51 of Truth or Dare

It didn’t take long before I was shuddering. I came hard and while I was writhing in ecstasy, he let go of the collar but his fingers had my throat instead. I loved the feel of his cock in my mouth and his fingers on my throat as I came. He flipped me and got his cock out of my mouth and then slid down and then drove it into me.

His hand went to my breast, tweaking my nipple. I had my head on the pillow and his face was only inches from mine. The room was still light enough, the sun hadn’t fully set yet, and I could see he was looking at me with a warmth, no, with heat, with something that made my heart want to explode. I don’t think anyone had ever looked at me that way.

He didn’t take his eyes off mine as my first orgasm rolled into a second one. He kept fucking me hard while rubbing my clit. He flipped us and I rode him, I rode him hard, throwing my head back, putting on a show and enjoying the sensual expression on his face as he watched me ride him hard.

He'd made me his last night and again today. I felt euphoric, had to stop myself from telling him I wanted to be his forever and spend every single day of my life thanking him for giving me this.

I rode his cock and his fingers until I screamed out in ecstasy, again. “Oh!” I came so hard. “Thank you, Master,” I whispered.

I collapsed forward onto his chest, exhilarated and exhausted and still enduring aftershocks when he flipped me back to my back and then lifted my legs up over his shoulders, slamming into me over and over until he finally came, “Angelbaby,” spilling from his beautiful mouth as he did.

He rolled, taking me with him as he got to his back and tucked me in at his side, breathing hard. I curled in and stroked his chest, closing my eyes and soaking in this beautiful, beautiful moment.

He caressed my head, playing with my hair.

“May I speak?” I breathed.

“You don’t have to ask me that,” he said softly, pulling a lock of my hair to his nose and then rubbing it across his lips.

“Sorry.”

“Don’t say sorry.”

“Okay. What changed your mind about me?”

“A big bottle of vodka and zero self-control.”

“I thought after you left this morning that you regretted it and that you’d come back and send me away,” I whispered.

I hesitantly looked up at him. My eyes met his and his had what looked like pain in them.

“That’s what I should do,” he said.

“Please don’t,” I pleaded.

“I have a war going on, babe. Tried to get it on with that chick to get you out of my head and I couldn’t because all I could think of was you, here, like this. But I’m not a decent guy. I shouldn’t do this. I should be giving you space, letting you straighten your head out.”

“You are a decent guy. You’re helping me. You have no idea how much you’re helping me,” I breathed.

“Angel, I fucking ate your pussy before I ever even kissed you on the mouth. Do you not realize how ass fucking backwards that is? You don’t deserve that shit!”

I was shocked.

He continued. “This morning I talked to the building manager. Asked if there were any vacancies. He told me the apartment three doors down’ll be vacant in a few weeks. The owner of the condo got relocated and asked him to put an ad up. I was thinkin’ I’d rent it for you. Get you in your own place and keeping it here would make it so they wouldn’t know you weren’t living with me. I thought it’d be a good way to get some distance, carefully.”

My expression must’ve dropped. He gave me a squeeze. “I told him I’d let him know. I didn’t do it on the spot, probably ‘cuz I didn’t know if I could let you go. After having you last night, call me a dog, but I wanted you again. Saw you when I got home and was gonna ask you what you wanted. Then the way you looked at me? Fuck, the way you look at me, Angel…”

He swallowed and gave his head a shake. “All day I wanted to kiss you, be inside you. Watching you shop, seeing you smile, it got to me. And you taking the pet name I gave you as your new name? Shit, baby. After getting a taste of you I couldn’t stop myself. And now after having you again? You talking to me like that and begging me to spank you, asking me for permission to touch yourself? Thanking me for making you come, for letting you make yourself come? Fuck, baby. This was even better than last night and last night was fuck-hot.”

“It was amazing,” I agreed, goosebumps all over me, warmth in my chest like I hadn’t felt in years, maybe even ever.

“What do you want?”

“This,” I answered.

“You’ve got this hero worship thing happenin’ and I am a fuckin’ dog for letting it get carried away. I wanna say I really wanted to not go here with you but it’s only been a few days. Clearly, I didn’t try that hard. But the way you look at me, the way you are when we fuck, it’s too much.”

I kissed his chin and snuggled in. I couldn’t believe I felt so bold to do that. But I did. And it felt awesome to just snuggle in close to him like that.

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