Page 11 of Enveloped By the Darkness

“It’s okay,” he soothed, releasing his cock from his pants. “I’m going to put out those flames, little girl.”

Head falling back, I moaned as he filled me, determined to take every inch that he had to give. From this angle and with his assent, I would be able to enjoy some pleasure for myself.

“Fuck, yes,” he agreed as his hips pushed his cock deeper into me. “You are so amazing.”

“M-Master.” I was already so close. Being kept perpetually on the precipice ensured it never took much stimulation to tip the balance, but who was I kidding? I loved the way he owned me and held my climaxes hostage, the same way he’d once held me. “Please can I come?”

“What’s that?” he replied teasingly. “My little girl needs to come?”

“Yes, please, Master.”

We’d both learned well enough that I wasn’t averse to pleading when the opportunity arose. I’d do whatever he required, each new act of denigration adding fuel to my already twisted fire.

“Beg a little harder then,” he encouraged, slamming his dick into me as I lowered to take more of him. “Show me how much you deserve the reward.”

“Please, Master.” I wasn’t sure how much more I could take before I splintered, and God help me if I came without his consent. Kade might only just be learning how important it was to me, but he’d always been clear about who my orgasms belonged to. “Please let me come.”

“But you’re already so wet,” he goaded, lifting my right breast to his mouth and nipping at my eager bud. “I don’t need you to come to lubricate that pretty little pussy, do I?”

“No, Master, I…” Lost to the frenzy of our carnality, I couldn’t find the words.

“But you want to come, regardless, eh?” Laughing at my dismay, his hand rose to my hair, fisting my tresses and forcing me into a hard arch.

“Yes, please, Master,” I just managed.

“How long do you think it’ll take you to come apart, little girl?” His hips stilled, his cock pulsating inside me as I struggled to catch my breath.

“N-Not long, Master.” Grinding my hips against him, I trembled, sensing how close I was to the brink.

“Two more thrusts?” he asked, lunging slowly into me. “Three?”

“Oh God,” I gasped. “No more than five, Master.”

“Let’s see then.” The pressure at my scalp diminished as he righted me. “You have five thrusts, little girl, and if you haven’t climaxed by that point then you go to bed unsatisfied.” Steering my head in his direction, his gaze met mine. “Understand?”

“Yes, Master,” I answered at once, not wanting to lose the chance.

“Go on.” He grinned, easing out of me before he slammed back inside. “One.”

“Oh, f…” Stopping myself from swearing, I ground my hips against him, my eyes fluttering closed at the exquisite friction. Forced forward, my clit was at the perfect angle to receive every inch of the stimulation.

“Very good,” he praised, withdrawing before filling me up again. “Two.”

Hips rocking as if my life depended on the motion, I no longer cared how frantic I looked. My degradation was all part of the game, as was the fact my orgasms were his to control. He would set the bar and I would race to leap over it. That was how it worked, and I rejoiced in every fucking moment.

“Three!”

Contracting around his cock, my body spasmed as the first wave of pleasure ripped through me. Calling out for him, I lurched forward, collapsing onto his shoulder as I grappled with my blouse.

“Excellent,” he purred, resuming his faster pace as I clenched around him. “You made it on three, little girl.”

Slapping my ass approvingly, he grabbed my cheeks with both hands and held me open as he took his fill. Completely at his mercy, I mewled, relishing the fleeting fragments of my pleasure as his loomed. Two fingers slid into my ass as his cadence increased, filling my behind at the same time he possessed my pussy.

“You. Are. So. Fucking. Good,” he grunted as he finally succumbed to the hedonism.

Panting on his shoulder, I sensed his body stiffen as he pumped cum inside of me, his digits curling until guttural noises escaped my throat. We huddled in silence, the sound of our collective breaths the only disturbance as we ceded to the competing sweet sensations.

“There,” he soothed, withdrawing from my bottom before patting it gently. “You were perfect.” Cock still lodged inside my cunt, he chuckled as I squeezed around him.

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