Page 89 of Their Domme

“You beg so prettily,” I praised, lightly trailing my fingers over his cock. “But it’s my turn now.”

“What?”

I flipped us over, and his legs instinctively wrapped around my hips, keeping us pressed together. I fucked him, every thrust hard enough that he started to sob. He begged me to go slowly, to fuck him harder, to come. He wanted it all, everything, and god did I want to be the one to give it to him.

“Can you come without touching yourself, baby?” I asked roughly, shifting my angle enough that he screamed the next time I thrust into him.Fuck yes.

“Yes,” he keened.

“Perfect.”

I grabbed his hands and pinned him to the bed before I completely let myself go. I pounded into him, and despite the force, he leaned up in a silent request for a kiss. We met in a battle of lips, tongue, and teeth until I lost my rhythm and filled him. When I felt ropes of cum hit my stomach, I smiled into our kiss. I was fucking proud that I was able to reduce him to the cum-covered mess below me.

As he caught his breath, I eased out of him, falling to his side so I could chase that fucking amazing taste. With long swipes of my tongue, I cleaned off his chest and stomach, making my way to his cock. I took him into my mouth, sucking him clean. Bodhi whimpered, and a trembling hand gripped my hair, but he didn’t try to pull me off him. Instead, he flinched under the attention and let me have my way with him.Such a good boy.

When I finally pulled off of him, he urged me up and kissed me again. He didn’t seem to mind the taste of himself on my lips because he kissed me languidly, savoring us coming together, until I pulled back when I became dizzy.

“Holy shit,” he breathed. “Fuck.”

“I take it I was good?”

“Fishing for compliments?” he teased, his eyes bright when he rolled his head over to look at me. I growled, and he burst out laughing at me, but the warmth in the sound made my mask crumble. “I was surprised…”

“Surprised?” I asked when he trailed off. I threw an arm over his stomach and pulled him closer, shifting him around until he was positioned how I wanted him, his back to my front so I could cuddle him close. Bodhi snuggled back into me as he rested an arm over my own.

“You were a lot less… sadistic than I thought you would be. Not that it’s a complaint or anything—”

“I could be, you know,” I said gruffly. “Sometimes I probably will be.”

“Which isn’t a problem,” Bodhi rushed to reassure me as if I needed it. “It’s just…”

“Just?”

“I don’t want you to take this the wrong way,” he said softly as if he was nervous.

“Well, now you have to tell me,” I told him gruffly. My hands wandered down his body, teasing him, trying to show him that I wasn’t pulling away from him. When he didn’t immediately say something, I wrapped my hand around his dick. He jerked and tried to get away, probably because he was still sensitive from coming a few minutes ago, but I didn’t let him out of my hold. It just took a few teasing strokes for him to start talking.

“You just come off as more of a Daddy than a sadist,” he revealed. He tried to reach down and push my hand off his cock, but now it was time for my own fun.

“A Daddy, huh?” I rasped, running my tongue along the shell of his ear. “For you, I can work with that.”

“Wait… what?”

I stroked his cock, loving the tortured little gasps escaping him as I continued to play with him. I didn’t stop until he came again, gasping through the tears running down his face. His hips rocked, instinctively helping me pump the cum out of him. Praising him, I let go of his dick, loving that he immediately turned in my arms, tucking his face into my chest and cuddling into me.

I grabbed the sheets and pulled them over us, content in knowing that we were safe here for the time being. Bodhi tilted his head back to look at me with a sleepy, satisfied expression.

“If you tell Nic about this, I’ll let you see my sadistic side, Bodhi. I’ll even get Oliver to help me.”

“Oli wouldn’t let you live it down either,” he replied, not the least bit intimidated. “But I’ll remember that.” There was a beat of silence, then he asked, “Should I call you Daddy then?”

“Shut up, Bodhi, and go to sleep,” I grumbled, though I couldn’t hide the warmth that filled me when he chuckled.

Before long, he passed out, completely wrapped around me. Absentmindedly, I ran my hands over his back, needing to touch him so I knew this wasn’t some dream. I never thought I’d end up here, but now that I was, I wasn’t going to give it up—my team, my family, my lovers. There was so much on the line now.

My dream life was in my hands, and no one was going to take that from me.

Nicholette

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