Page 130 of A Dark Duet

“What do you need?” I rasp against her lips.

“I need you to make me come, please.”

“You come when I say you can.” I lick and suck her swollen clit, I know her pussy so well. I know when she is about to come. When she writhes and moans the cuffs stretch the chain and she tries to reach for my head so she can push my face to the part of her that drives her crazy. Pulling my head back, I stop sucking her cunt and she protests.

“Please, don’t stop.”

“I’ll give you what you want. If you let me do what I want to you.”

She is panting and pushing her hips forward, seeking my tongue so I can keep sucking her pussy until she comes.

Rising to my feet, I pick her up out of the chair and lay her on the bed. I kneel and spread her legs wide so I can slide my jeans off and then my boxers. Fisting my cock, I place the tip at her entrance and rub it against her swollen clit. She arches and pushes, seeking my dick to sink into her wet heat.

“Please, fuck me, Jaden. I can’t take it anymore. I need you inside me.”

“I thought you didn’t want me here,” I say playfully.

“I want you inside me.”

“Why?” I play with her until she admits she wants this. Until she can’t take it anymore and submits to me.

“Because I need you.”

“I will give you what you want when you give me what I want.”

“What do you want?” she asks.

“I told you. I want everything. I want you in my bed so I can spank and fuck you.”

“Then fucking do it. I want you inside me.”

I lower my head and lick her stomach all the way to the hollow part of her neck and slam into her hard until I’m balls deep.

“Oh god, yes. Your cock is so fucking big,” she says, biting her lip. She stills for a minute to adjust to my size, and I squeeze my eyes closed as her tight cunt grips my cock.

“You feel so good, baby. Fuck. I love your pussy,” I say, taking a deep breath as I try to take it slow. This is about control and her submitting to me. I want all of her. She needs to know that she can trust me to give her everything she needs.

“Arrived” by Aaryan Shah plays and I slide in and out of her slowly, making love to her while she stays blindfolded with her hands cuffed above her head. Her breaths come in and out slowly and I capture her lips with mine.

When I break the kiss, I tell her softly the words she needs to hear from me. The words that I was too much of a coward to say but feel deep inside of me. The way I truly feel about her. “I love you, Briana Jameson. All of you. I’m never going to let you go. Never.”

Moving inside of her, I feel the walls of her pussy tense and I know she is close. Her breathy moans escape her plump lips as I move inside her, and I whisper, “I love you. I will always love you and I will wait until you can love me again. However long it takes.” Grinding deeper, she falls apart and I fall right with her.

“Jaden.” She says my name in a breathy moan as she comes. Her thighs grip my hips while she rides her release. Her pussy milks my cock and I spill myself deep inside her with a groan.

“I love you,” I tell her again against her lips and continue to tell her my innermost feelings, assuring her that we have a bond between us that no one will ever break. “In the darkness of your dreams, you will find my voice with the whisper of my love, and you will know I am here. Always and forever. You don’t need me to teach you to fight because I’ll always be here to fight for you.”

As she listens to my words, a single tear slides down her cheek and I lick it because I know it is her way to express what her mouth can’t say, how much she needs me. So, I taste her voice on my lips. The voice that screams… that she is mine.

Briana

The next morning, my eyes flutter as I sense the bright sun streaming through the glass doors and windows. When I feel the side of the bed beside me, I’m greeted with the cold, crisp white sheets of Jaden’s bed. His room feels like I’m sleeping in a white cloud up in the sky. Compared to where I am used to sleeping in a dark room, Jaden sleeps in a square box of white light. We left the club shortly after we had sex and I submitted to him.

Taking a deep breath, I smell a familiar flower. When I turn my head and look at his nightstand, I see a bouquet of white lilies and I smile. He remembered. I freshen up in his ultramodern bathroom and pad my way to the kitchen as the smell of coffee greets me but instead of Jaden, I find an older woman making breakfast.

She hears me approaching, and she smiles. “Good morning, Dr. Jameson. My name is Clara. Mr. Cyprus instructed me to make you breakfast or anything you would like. I usually only clean three times a week because his meals are pre-made, but he insisted I come in and cook for you now.”

“Oh, there is no need to trouble yourself. Please call me Brie. Dr. Jameson sounds too formal. Do you know where Jaden went?”

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