Page 86 of My Mistake To Make

‘Words.’

‘Yes.’

‘Open those legs wider. Let me hear how wet you are.’ I do as I’m told. ‘Fuck, you smell good. I want to taste you.’

Ohhh, god.

‘That’s it. You’re close. How do you want me to reward you for being so good?’

Oh god. Jesus, fuck.

‘Tell me.’

‘Fuck,oh, my god,fuck me,please.’

That low chuckle vibrates through me again. ‘I like how you beg, baby. Say please again.’

‘Please,Doug, please. Fuck me.’

‘Fuck, Cara. Come for me, let me hear it, let me see, then I’ll show you what a good girl you’ve been.’

And just like that, my body responds to his command. My back arches, my fingers rub hard and fast, my muscles tighten and release, and I moan loudly with the waves of pleasure that roll me over and threaten to never let me up for air.

I come hard, and before I’ve floated back to earth, the man I can’t get my fill of is pushing into my body and taking me back to heaven—or hell, all over again.

‘You okay?’ Doug asks as I rest against his chest, sated, exhausted, liberated.

‘Yeah.’ I sigh.

‘You sure?’

I turn to gaze up at him. ‘I never. I mean, I just didn’t expect…’ I take a breath, struggling for words. ‘It surprised me that I enjoyed being told what to do and praised for it.’

He smiles and pulls me back to his chest. ‘It’s okay. A little praise kink never hurt anybody.’

‘It’s just not something I ever could have imagined, but I liked it, a lot.’

‘Good.’ He exhales. ‘I want to give you what you need, baby. We’ll try lots of things. I need you to just keep talking to me about what you like and don’t like, what you want to try, anything, okay?’

I really think I can do that. ‘Okay.’

‘I mean it, Cara, we need to communicate. You can talk to me about anything.’

I swallow at the need in his words. He’s relaxed. His voice is soft, but he needs me to understand.

‘I know, I will,’ I promise.

‘Good. Now get some sleep.’

His lips against my hair and his fingers tracing my spine are the last things I remember before exhaustion takes me into its hold and I already know, I'm going to wake up a whole new woman.

Cara Wants The Fingers

Cara

When I woke thismorning, he was gone. I slept like the dead. No wonder, given the incredible orgasms I had last night. How is this my life?

I reached for my phone to check the time, and there was a text waiting for me.

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