Page 23 of Master B-1901

“Master?”

Nothing.

My weight went to shift feeling his arms tighten at the smallest resistance. I kept still. Quiet. Watching…waiting.

Seconds passed.

Half a minute.

The smile slowly returned, and with it, more awareness.

“Master?”

“Don’t stop kissing me now.”

“Are you alright?”

“I’m better than alright.” His tongue traced my bottom lip, pushing back into my mouth. “You were saying something about the bed?”

“I want to make you feel good.” I reached down, tugging to undo the button on his jeans. “I thought maybe you’d like to go to the bed. It was only a suggestion. I can make my Master feel good right here if that’s what you want.”

Braddock shifted underneath me, pushing down his pants and kicking them off.

“What I want is to be inside of you. I’ve been thinking about it all day.”

“I have, too.”

And I had, somewhere deep in the back of my mind. As I removed my own pants, my Master was hastily attempting to remove my shirt. I lifted my arms, wiggling and lifting as I kicked off my own jeans. When I leveled the head of his cock at my entrance and began to ease down, the rumble in my Master’sthroat echoed through the room. I was already so wet. So…eager to have him back inside me.

“Jesus.” He tapped against one of my knees. “Flatten your feet on the cushion and spread wide. I want to watch your pussy while you ride me.”

He moved us more towards the end of the cushion, laying back enough to give him room to see. Just knowing where he was looking sent heat pouring from my skin. The awareness gave me pause, but the demand came first. I obeyed, placing my hands on both his lower thighs to help ease me up and down his length.

“Slave.” One of his hands reached out to hold my hip. “Fuck, I can’t get enough of your pussy. I don’t think you understand what I mean when I say that.”

“Tell me.”

Faster, my Master guided me along his cock. He pushed deep, keeping his focus where we were joined. As he did so, the tapping increased wherever he touched.

“There’s…something…about being inside you. Seeing it. I—” More he moaned. “I can’t stop thinking about…something. It’s…right…there.”

“Look at me.”

My tone had been harder than I had intended. My Master’s gaze was almost glazing over again, but that ended as his stare jumped to mine. I didn’t like that look or what kept happening. I leaned forward, meeting his mouth. Grinding down as I buried him inside of me.

“I’m going to turn and lay my back against you. We’ll go slow and you can feel yourself moving inside of me.”

“Feel?”

I pulled back, lifting and turning. As I placed his cock back in my pussy and sunk down, Braddock was already wrapping around me. I spread my legs wide, holding to his hand as he angled himself to reach better. His fingertips brushed myclit, making a path to my entrance as he began to thrust. The vibrations of his approval grew with the continuous sounds that left him.

“Do you feel your cock sliding inside of me, Master? Do you feel how deep you’re going? You make me so wet. Can you feel it?”

“God, yes.But I want to see.”

Alarms went off at his tone. Although appearing normal, I could detect aggravation edging in.

“You’ll see,’ I breathed out, dropping my own hand so my fingers could brush over his balls. “Soon. I promise.”

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