Page 59 of Forbidden Vows

Slowly and gently, I massage the slippery oil over every inch of her shoulders and back. She moans gratefully, stretching out on the bed as she relaxes. “Such a good girl,” I croon. “Such a pretty girl. Does that feel good?

“Yes. God, yes.” She sucks air between her teeth as I move onto her smarting bottom. Applying little pressure, I smooth the oil over her rosy skin.

Every part of her, every inch of her, is perfect and deserves care.

Even if that sometimes includes feeling the leather of my belt to keep her safe. Or putting my pretty plug in her bottom. I take the handle, tugging gently to remove it. “How does that feel?”

She gives a little whimper. “Strange? Good. But weird. I feel empty like I want…”

“You want my cock inside you?”

“Blaze,” she chides, even fully naked over my bed after letting me do all kinds of naughty things to her.

“I’m going to take your pretty ass, right now.” Grabbing the lube, I apply a multitude of the glistening stuff all over my shaft and the head of my cock. I want to fill her, but I don’t want to cause any damage to her beautiful body.

She’s trembling as I grab her hips, pulling her ass backtowards me so I can bury the head of my cock between her ass cheeks.

I go slow, holding her in place. Having just pulled the plug out, she’s ready for me. I thrust inside her, one inch at a time, listening for her reaction, reading her body language, making this a mind-blowing experience for her.

I massage a shoulder. “You okay baby?”

“Yes. I’m okay.”

“You take my cock so well.” My hand glides up her spine, finding her hair and knotting it around my fist, a bundle of nerves at the nape of her neck. I give it a hard tug. “You’re my good girl, aren’t you?”

She gasps fully with the second, tighter tug. “Yes, sir!”

“You’re a good girl, but you look like a bad ass, taking every inch of my cock like the queen I know you are.” Pulling her head back till she’s up on her elbows, I rock my hips forward, entering her deeper. My free hand takes the opportunity to slap the fullest part of her I can while I’m fucking her.

She’s too fucking sexy like this; the way she sounds, the way she looks, the sight of my cock going in and out of her ass, kissed with rosy stripes from my belt. I’ll not be able to hold off much longer.

I’m gonna need some help. “Touch yourself,” I command her. “Reach between your legs and bring yourself off like the obedient little girl you are while I fuck this gorgeous ass of yours.” She does as she’s told, crying out the moment she contacts her clit.

She’s close. I hear it in her gasping breaths, feel it as the muscles in her ass tighten around my cock like she’s milking the come from me. Now that she’s used to the sensation, she takes over and sets her own speed. “Don’t stop! Don’t stop!”

I hold off my climax till she’s arching her back, shuddering and screaming, her hands mauling the fur blanket beneath her.

I grab her hips, holding her right where I want her while giving an animal-like growl between my clenched teeth. As the come rises from my tightening balls, I suck my breath in, throw my head back, and cry out her name, exploding in a desperate release, filling her while emptying me. After pulling my cock from her, I collapse against her, my sweaty face pressed against her back.

Messy and sweaty and slick with oil, my come and her arousal, I cradle her in my lap as she wraps her arms around my neck, burying her face in the crook of my shoulder. It’s the most wonderful feeling in the world. I give her a bear hug, holding her close. My knee begins to bounce softly, gently rocking her in a soothing rhythm.

I smooth her hair back, rub gentle circles over her bare oiled back, and whisper to her, “You’re my good girl, aren’t you, baby?” She gives the sweetest nod, her hair brushing my skin. “You were so strong for me. So beautiful. I’m so lucky to have you here with me.”

She lies docile in my arms; no one else has made her feel this way. It is an honor I don't take lightly. I feel relaxed, with only the tension of guarding my thoughts to avoid revealing my feelings for her.

We shower together, and afterward, I insist on drying every inch of her soft skin, even the spots between her cute little toes.

To make up for the scare she gave me today, she offers to cook dinner tonight, which I gladly accept. After returning a call, I wander downstairs to find her by the table, grinning. A delicious scent fills the air. She has set the table for two, with plates of her father’s pork chops and gravy on creamy mashed potatoes.

Why can’t this be every night?

“This looks incredible. Thank you.” I hold her chair out for her as I do whenever we eat. She thanks me with a kiss on my cheek and slides in, but tonight, she gives an adorable little wince as her punished bottom touches the chair seat.

“Where’s Seraphina tonight?” she asks. “I’ve been looking for her everywhere, and she’s not answering my texts.”

“Ran off with the bodyguard.”

Her eyes widen. “Seriously?”

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