Page 45 of Sinful Submission

“Oooooh! Fuck!”

I jumped forward but was held in place by his latches.

“Tsk.. tsk…” His hand covered my face, and he unlatched my neck. Pressure sank into my throat as he took a deep bite into me, his tongue sucking my pulse while he banged my pussy in strong strokes from behind. With each surge, the vibrating anal bead surged, and it dawned that it was connected to the base ofhis dick, so every time he entered me, so did the bead enter my ass. Hot tingles raced through my body, and I released control of myself to him. To be fair, he’d taken that control like only a pussy whisperer could.

It was impossible to hold back, I came for the third time, shaking, convulsing, and moaning as he churned me over and over.

“Titaaaaan! Oh! – Santari…”

He rocked me so thoroughly that I barely noticed when the flames subsided. I’d wanted him in every way imaginable and he’d given all of himself to me. I wanted to make sure he got the same from me. So, I moved my hips as much as I could, dropping back against his strokes as he snarled, moaned, and spoke Yoruba in my ear.

“Fuuuuuuuuuuck!” He shouted, filling me with his cum without his driving missing a beat.

My teeth chattered. “Tit – Tit – Tit - Titan! Babeeeeee!”

“You’re such a bad fuckin’ girl,” he said. “I could fuck you like this forever.”

“Aaaaaaah… ooooou… pro, pro, promise me you will.”

He pulled out of me, returned to face me, and unlatched me quickly. I fell into his arms, didn’t even try to hold myself together and he carried me off as our mouths crashed passionately.

“Hold your breath.”

Titan held me as we submerged into the warm water – resting, waiting, relaxing in his embrace. When we surfaced, it was just far enough that our noses and eyes broke through, leaving us content with the massage from the hot tub jets.

My consciousness faded in and out. And vaguely, I witnessed his care as he washed my body and caressed my pussy and ass with soft pressure.

When I wokeup it was to him watching me, and I was thankful that this time he hadn’t disappeared but continued to hold me until we met again.

Soft lips pressed into my mouth, and I opened and let him consume my tongue.

“I’m never leaving…”

He smiled against my lips and his deep chuckle vibrated against my belly as my stomach growled.

“Your body disagrees.”

“I don’t have to leave to get food.”

The ringing of the phone on his nightstand indicated someone was at the front door and I drew back.

“Are you expecting company?”

He stared at me. “Who would I ever invite into this space other than you and The Paradox?”

I shrugged. “Your family, maybe.”

His gaze turned into a glare, and he scowled. “I don’t have a family.”

“Your estranged family.”

“I don’t have a family,” he repeated.

I sighed. “They seem to want to get to know you.”

“Santari.”

“Titan.”

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