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Whatever Nathan saw in her expression made him smile, just a quirk of lips before his jaw firmed and he thrust into her. She was tight from the orgasms he’d already given her, and the invasion of his thick cock was deliciously painful.

Nathan dropped to his elbows, head bowed. She kissed his sweaty brow, and he tipped his head, letting his temple rest against her lips as he slowly withdrew. The prickling tingle followed the motion of his cock, and she whimpered at the sensation.

“Pain?” His voice was rough.

“Only in the good way.”

Torturously slow, he slid in once more, grinding his hips against her once he was fully seated. Spread wide as she was, he was pressing against her clit. Muscles fluttered low in her belly, coiling tight, and it had nothing to do with the TENS unit.

“Please,” she whispered against him. “Please fuck me hard and rough and make me come on your cock.”

Nathan made a sound that was almost a growl, pulled out, and then slammed into her. Tara’s tits bounced, her erect, sore nipples rubbing against his chest.

He fucked her like he hated her, his cock the instrument of her punishment the way the flogger and crop had been. Tara loved it, her hips rising only to be slammed down when he thrust in. The incessant zap of the TENS unit was becoming painful, but she would scream if he turned it off.

“Who do you belong to?” he snarled in her ear, his sweaty cheek pressed to hers.

The question should have set off warning bells. Instead, it notched her pleasure higher. “You, Nathan, you.”

“That’s right. You’re mine, Tara. Mine.”

She was overly sensitive and overwhelmed, and when the orgasm finally came, it tore her apart. Tara screamed, back arching hard, despite his body atop hers.

Lacing her fingers together to protect her thumbs, Tara hooked her arms over his shoulders, holding him to her as her body spasmed and clenched. His cock felt impossibly huge inside her, her pussy so tight around him, it was as if they were fused together in that moment.

Nathan hissed out a breath, hips jerking in small movements. He kissed her so hard their teeth clinked, and she realized he was coming too, her orgasm having triggered his.

It went on forever, and not long enough. When the sensations finally subsided, Tara felt wrung out, tears prickling her eyes.

“Can you turn it off,” she whispered, the buzzing feeling in her pussy too much in her post-orgasm state, “please.”

“It’s off,” Nathan mumbled against her neck. “I set a timer. It was only one for the first five minutes.”

She was able to raise her head just enough to see the screen, and confirm it was, in fact, off. That meant the odd buzzing feeling was just her body processing and reacting to what he’d just put them through.

“Now we’re done,” he said softly, easing out of her.

He probably meant the scene, but tears sprung to her eyes, and she swallowed.

Nathan bent, starting aftercare with removing the electrode pads. He cleaned her with a warm microfiber cloth, his touch exquisitely gentle. She still jerked and whimpered when he touched her clit and cleaned around her entrance.

He was so gentle, so perfect. When Nathan helped her up and wrapped her in a massive, fluffy robe, repositioning her on the bed so her head was on the pillow, the first tear fell.

“Hey, hey, you okay?” Nathan lay down beside her, face-to-face. “Does something hurt?”

She shook her head.

“Sub drop?”

“Nothing hurts.” The words were strangled, her throat tight with tears.

Nathan scooted closer, tangling their legs while his arm hooked over her hip. “Cry if you need, sweetheart.”

Tara took a shivery breath, aching with a sense of loss for what could have been for them.

“Nathan…”

“Yes?”

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