She stared at him, and he sat back with one eyebrow raised.
God, she didn’t know where his Dominant confidence had come from, but she wanted more of it. Reaching behind her, she lubed up, put her face down on the bed and spread her ass cheeks.
“Do you like preparing your asshole for me?” Gabe whispered against her ear.
“Hmm.”
“That was not an answer.” He pulled her hair, and Ivy bit her lip. “Answer me, Princess, or I’ll make you wear a butt plug for the entire day.”
“You wouldn’t.”
“Try me,” Gabe said.
A thrill of excitement ran down her, and her ass came up high off the bed. He slapped it, laughing.
“Yes,” Ivy said. “God, yes. I like lubing myself up for you.”
He kissed her, long and deep. Ivy closed her eyes, clinging to his familiar taste, his scent.
“Why was that so hard?”
“Making me all vulnerable.”
“You’re holding your spread ass cheeks, waiting for me to enter. I don’t know how much more vulnerable we can get. Unless we were to take a picture of this and post it?”
Her breath caught in her throat, and she grinded against the sheets. He spanked her once, twice and laughed.
“Is that the kind of thing you fantasize about?”
She felt his heat behind her, and she swallowed, trying to make words.
He put a warm palm on her back. She glanced behind her and saw him stroking himself.
“Sometimes,” she whispered.
“I’m just a simple man. This is enough for me.” He slowly slid into her back entrance; Ivy let go of the breath she was holding and pushed back against him.
“That’s it, Princess, relax and let me fill you and pleasure you.” His arm came around her, his fingers skirting her pussy lips, and Ivy closed her eyes, lost in the pleasure of his weight against her. His cock, deep in her, she could feel every ridge; every slight movement sent her nerve endings blazing. God, it was so good. Gabe took his time, stroking her, easing himself fully in and out, all while fingering her clit.
Had it ever been this good between them? She didn’t think so. Maybe it was because they were more honest with each other? She only knew right now between them, this moment. The D/s connection was more intense. She thought it was lost, broken, something they had to give up. She pushed against him, following his rhythm, and she whimpered as he took his time, slowing down his pace.
It turned out they needed more D/s. She liked knowing that when she walked through the door, she was his. That she didn’t have to make another decision for the day. That she didn’t have to give the orders; that was his job.
“Now, Princess.” His fingers hooked deep inside her, and he found her G-spot expertly, and she shrieked as he pounded into her from behind as his fingers took the edge of the pain off. The sensation was splitting her focus, and she screamed, “Gabe,” as another orgasm came over her, shattering her. Another moment, she clenched her ass cheeks as his hot seed emptied into her, and she purred like a cat. He kissed her neck, brought her to him, and hugged her.
“Shower, breakfast and then?”
“We can go look for a place to live,” Gabe said. “I got two listings from a real estate agent. One is outside of the city, and one is right in the core.”
“That’s what I want.” She didn’t want to commute, she wanted to be close to work, and she liked the amenities of the city.
“I don’t know. A little space would be nice.” Gabe kissed her mouth.
“A little space adds to my commute, and I miss time with you, with this.” Ivy kissed his fingers.
“Can we look at the one twenty minutes out of the core? It’s tree-lined.”
“Okay,” Ivy said.
