“So good, sub,” he grunted, immediately setting a punishing pace. His balls smacked against my thighs, his cock rooting deep inside of me. “So proud of you, Haley.”
It was his voice calling my name that made me shout. My pussy was swollen and hot. It clenched around him. My orgasm was barreling down on me. I thrashed my head as much as I could, signaling my orgasm, but he only moved faster.
He continued pumping inside me, out and in, long fast strokes that ignited senses in me I didn’t know existed.
And just when sweat dripped down my cheek from trying to hold it back, his hand curled around my shoulder. He thrust again and shouted, “Fuck it. Come, Haley! Come with me!”
I did.
I exploded. I shattered into a thousand jagged pieces. My scream was relentless and unending as his pace picked up, short and quick strokes that made me thankful for my restraints.
And as I continued shouting his name, my teeth digging into the ball gag, Jensen roared my name again before he thrust inside me one more time.
He pumped his seed into me, his forehead fell to the side of my head, and his lips hit my ear. “You are more,” he whispered, through gritted teeth, “than just my sub.”