Page 73 of Magic or Madness

“I need more, please, baby,” she cries, and I hold her by the throat, her hands pinned by the headboard.

The sight of her like this is enough to send me over the edge, and I can’t help but drown her in compliments.

“You’re so fucking pretty like this, Bambi. My very own dream girl,” I breathe, accentuating my words with harsh thrusts as I slip back inside her.

She whimpers when I pick up the pace, and those cute little moans are like music to my ears.

“Harder, please,” she whines, and her wish is my command.

I lift her legs over my shoulders, plowing even deeper into her core, and she cries out with pleasure, making me go even faster.

“Eyes on me, Bambi. I want to watch you fall apart.”

Her big, chocolate eyes meet mine, and I watch as she takes every inch of me, the makeup smeared down her cheeks.

“I’m so close, Ozzy. Please can I come?” A smirk spreads across my face as she masters the art of submission, and I rub my fingers on her clit, causing her to get even louder.

“Yes,my beautiful girl. Cum on my cock, all over my hand,” I command, watching her writhe on the bed with her hands still pinned above her head.

She’s a vision like this, tied up and at my mercy.Fucking perfect.

She clenches around me, and I feel her legs shaking on my shoulders, the orgasm hitting her in waves.

The rising and falling of her chest is all I can focus on as my release nears, the tension in my back almost unbearable as I pull out, painting the most beautiful picture all over her chest.

“Come here, Fallon.” I gently reach for her hands, untying her wrists and rubbing the marks left by the belt.

I circulate the blood back into her hands, and pull her body into mine, placing tender kisses along the top of her head.

“You know I love you, right?”

“Yes, baby. I love you, too,” she smiles, turning to kiss my cheek.

“Was that too much?” I’ve been making a mental list of her likes and dislikes, attempting to ensure she’s always comfortable.

“It was perfect,” she breathes, closing her eyes and resting her head on my shoulder.

“Let me clean you up,my beautiful girl,” I offer, lifting her off the bed and carrying her to our private bathroom.

I unpack all of our shower essentials, and wash Fallon's hair, massaging her scalp in the way she loves.

“What should I wear tonight?” She spins to face me, interlocking her arms around my neck.

“I’m loving this current look.” I bite my lip playfully, taking in her rain-soaked body, and she swats my chest.

“I mean it, I didn’t pack for a club night.”

“Let’s go shopping,” I suggest, and her eyes light up while I shrug my shoulders, kissing her nose as the water falls over us.

“You’ll come with me?” Her voice fades into a whisper, like she’s in shock that I’d even offer.

“Of course, Fallon. Let’s get you something sexy, and then shop for dinner,” I say, and she pushes the hair out of my face, tracing her finger down my jawline.

“So domestic of us, running errands and grocery shopping together.” She laughs, and I run her favorite conditioner through her hair, massaging her scalp in the process.

“One day, Bambi, it’ll be like this every day. I promise you that,” I remind her, and she nods slightly, her eyes closing as I rinse the product down her locks, into the drain.

“No rush, Ozzy. I love things how they are, besides, who would feed all those boys? I didn’t have any siblings growing up, and being a part of your world, with your brothers, feels right. At least for right now,” she says softly, and I bring her body into mine, reminding myself how lucky I truly am.

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