Page 63 of Liberate Us

“Goodgirl.”

Those twowords did something funny to my belly. I never realized how much I needed hisapproval until now. While I needed to be in control outside of the bedroom andI also liked being a brat, this, right here with Sammy, was what I actuallyneeded.

“Safeword,”he said, his voice low.

“Tyler.”

“Spreadyour legs more but don’t move your hands from the wall,” he demanded, brushinga hand over my hip.

I did as Iwas told, sticking my ass out for him. I wasn’t sure what he was about to dobut I knew that I couldn’t wait just the same.

Just when Iwas about to tell him to hurry up, something hard slid between my legs and overmy swollen center. I chewed my bottom lip, swallowing a gasp. The item movedback and forth over my clit, sliding up to my opening and back down again.

Whatever itwas, Sammy pushed it against my center. “Color.”

As soon ashe said that single word, it was like something had switched inside of mybrain. Looked like all of my extensive research on the subject of BDSM, came inhandy.

Green meantyou keep going.

Yellowmeant to slow down.

Red meantto stop altogether, and you talk about it.

“Green,” Iwhispered, remembering the three colors that were different levels of safewordsin a way.

“Good.” Hemoved to my side, kissing my temple. “Breathe out when I push in.”

“What areyou pushing into me?” I asked before I could stop myself.

“Don’tworry about it.” He winked. “I’ll tell you after you come all over it.”

I shiveredat the thought.

“Nowbreathe, pet.”

I took adeep breath as the item pushed against me. Letting the air out slowly, I couldfeel whatever this hard thing was sliding past the barrier of my body. A littlemore and it would be inside of me, whatever it was.

We repeatedthe movement.

Sammypushed.

I breathed.

He staredat me.

I moaned.

“Keepbreathing,” he demanded gently.

As soon asI took another breath, the item slid into my body. A hard groan left me, mypussy burning slightly at being stretched more than normal.

“That’s mygood girl.” Sammy kissed the spot by my ear. “You’re doing so well, pet.” Withhis free hand, he inched between my legs, running his fingers over my clit.

I jumped,the sudden surge of pleasure was wanted but at the same time, was almost toomuch. “Sam.”

“Shhh…letme give this to you.” He pulled the item almost all the way out before slippingit back inside of me.

Iwhimpered, my eyes rolling into the back of my head. Bending over at the waist,I needed him to fuck me with whatever it was that was currently inside of me.“Please.”

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