Page 16 of Sire: On Your Knees

"It's feeling better, Novi?"

His soothing tone made my heart race. I nodded. "Yesss... so much better."

Sire smiled. "Good, because I need more."

His pace increased, and so did the power he used to pump into me. Only then did I realize he was being gentle with me. Now, he'd pulled back his self-control to punish me with the gift of pleasure.

Sire sat up and hooked my legs with his forearms. The angle changed the way he felt inside of me. I felt his tip scrapping against my walls. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as the most delicious sensation sprouted from that area.

"Ouuu, your pussy creams, Novi..." His voice was like a beautiful lullaby. I could listen to him all day. "It's so pretty. I wish you could see the mess you're making all over my dick."

My walls clenched around him, and he hissed. His deeper moans filled the air the faster he went. We were both panting when he leaned down to kiss me passionately. I was so full of him I couldn’t see, hear, think, or feel anything else. I kissed his shoulder, caring nothing about the salty taste of his sweat.

"You love the way I slide this big dick in and out of you, Novi?" I nodded, but then he said, "No, let me hear you."

"Yes, I love the way you feel."

When I looked at him, I found a genuine smile that completely wrecked me. "I can tell. You squeezing the fuck out of me and this pussy so juicy I wanna put a cup under there to catch every drop to drink later."

That was freaky ass shit to say, and it added fuel to the fire burning inside of me. Leaning down by my ear, he softly sucked on my lobe, creating another spark of pleasure for me to enjoy. Everything about this moment was delicious and memorable.

"You wanna learn how to ride this big muthafucka?"

"I do," I answered quickly.

Sire slid out of me to lay on his back. I straddled him, ignoring the pain in my groin. Once I was above him, he helped me guide him back to my pulsing opening.

"Okay, you can use either your feet or your knees." I climbed on my feet and waited for further instructions. "Now, put your hands on my chest to steady your weight." Again, I followed his every word. "When I slide it in, start bouncing up and down."

I nodded and waited. Seconds later, I felt him stretching me out once again. It felt different from this angle—like he'd grown an inch or two since the first time he pulled out. I slowly began bouncing and realized he fit more snugly every time my body slapped against his.

"Fuck... you feel so good." He smacked me on the ass before tucking his hands behind his head. "Focus on me, Novi."

Staring into Sire's eyes sucked me into a trance I couldn't escape from. All I could do was stare and bounce. Stare and bounce... Stare and... "I'm cumming," I cooed.

"I know." I could hear the smile in his voice.

Sire tucked his bottom lip, enjoying the show. He grabbed my hips and began slamming into me from below. My teeth chattered every time we collided. I wanted to say something, but it was impossible. I was too full of dick.

The corners of my vision began to fade as I rode the wave of my ecstasy to its unforgettable end. In an instant, I was lying on the bed on my back. I looked up to find Sire stroking his dick. Seconds later, his warm semen shot on my lips like an art masterpiece.

He cursed while continuing to jerk off. When he looked at me with lazy eyes, he said, "There's more where that came from if you're a good girl."

"These wounds won't seem to heal. This pain is just too real. There's just too much that time cannot erase. When you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tears. When you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fears..."

As I neared the laundry room, I could faintly hear Noonie softly singing. I noticed she did that often, or she straight up had full conversations with herself but wanted to call me the crazy person. After exploring her body, my desire to explore her as a woman increased. I was curious about things, like that bracelet I peeped on her wrist when I turned the corner.

She was too busy loading clothes into the washing machine to notice me watching her. Dressed in a sparkly pink two-piece set, I couldn't help but admire how good she looked. I hadn't returned her clothes to her yet, so she was stuck only wearing the sexy clothing I'd bought her.

I was noticing a change in her confidence, whether she was aware of it or not. Now, her walk was more seductive. She was no longer afraid to take up space. And with her perfect body, everything she did looked like she was dancing.

When she first arrived, Noonie was very shy and disconnected from her body. Now, she walked around with her head held high and her hips swaying from left to right like agoddess. I was mesmerized by the way she moved, the way she talked back... the way she gripped my dick when I was stroking her tight pussy like my life depended on it.

The shift in my feelings toward her was unexpected. I was holding her against her will, yet she wasn't crumbling. Somehow, she still found the strength to fight against me, and I couldn't understand for the life of me why. There were parts of her that were soft. I couldn't deny that. Yet there was also this impenetrable strength and willpower that burned deep inside of her. There was more to her story, and I hesitated to find out more.

Would she allow me to peek into her mind? Into her past? Did I truly even want to explore the depths of her soul?I leaned against the wall, contemplating what to do as she lifted on her tippy toes, trying to grab the laundry detergent from the shelf above the washer and dryer. It was pushed back so far that she was struggling.

Walking up behind her, I melted into her body. She gasped softly, becoming tense. I reached for the jar of liquid then handed it to her. "Thank you," she whispered softly.

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