Page 49 of Captain's Companion

“Hmmm hmmmm,” Ulrik said.

“You may open your eyes,” she said looking at him. Their eyes met as she slid her tongue over the tip of his cock. Salty, wet, and throbbing. She felt the power of his arousal and cherished the fact it was all because she existed.

She smiled, licked him again. “My favorite snack,” she murmured right before she devoured him.

He strained against the restraints, moaned, groaned, and pushed his hips up to meet her mouth. She sank down on him, taking so much of him, she seemed to swallow him whole. Dragging her teeth as she rose up, he begged, “Yes, oh fuck, fuck. Yes.”

Up and down she went, soft and rough. Her mouth inhaled Little Ulrik. When she reached the cock ring, she twisted and turned it making him squirm under her. She didn’t stop until he spurted into her mouth. Swallowing his juices, she rose nipping at the tip of his cock.

“Ulrik,” she demanded. “I’m putting Little Ulrik in my Passageway to Heaven. You will not hold back.”

“I won’t,” he said.

“If you don’t hold back once, I’ll let your hands go,” Gwyn said. She rubbed her breasts on him.

“Yes,” Ulrik said.

“If I let your hands go, I expect you to satisfy both of us thoroughly,” she said. The tip of his cock touched her opening. Drenched, she wanted Little Ulrik in her Passageway more than she could resist.

“Yes, oh my love, yes, anything you say,” he babbled.

Slowly, she closed her eyes, slipped millimeter by millimeter down his hard cock. By the time she reached the bottom, they climaxed together in one hard, tight, clenching of their bodies. His heat streamed deep into her womb.

“Gwyn,” he moaned her name. His only thought – Gwyn. Her, she enveloped his entire universe.

“Ulrik,” she said panting. “We’ll have more of these. Several more. I feel very needy right now. Can you handle that?”

“Yes,” Ulrik said.

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“Alarm off,” Ulrik ordered softly as the alarm meant to wake them sounded. He stared down into Gwyn’s face. Three hours previously, he carried her to the tub. They trashed the bed and before he joined her, he changed the sheets and set the small bot to cleaning the floor.

When he joined her, he noticed how tired she was. He considered the entire evening and realized she planned the whole thing for his pleasure. The game playing, the bondage, and the mind blowing sex – all meant to bring him pleasure.

“You’re thinking too loud,” she murmured pulling him back into her arms.

“You spoil me,” he said.

“I enjoyed every second of last night,” she said.

“I thought you didn’t like bondage,” he said settling her close to him.

“I haven’t in the past,” she said. “It felt weird.”

“You shouldn’t have done it,” he started to say but she covered his mouth with her hand.

“Do you know how wet I was by the time I got you to bed,” she asked. “It felt powerful to know something as simple as my touch aroused you to a point of begging.”

Ulrik chuckled, “I did beg.”

“We can do it the other way too,” Gwyn conceded.

“You mean with me restraining you and making you climax,” he said.

“Yes,” she said. “But not tonight.”

“What’s tonight,” Ulrik asked.

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