“Say my fucking name.”
“Ryder.” He rips pleasure from my body, claiming it as his own.
“Fucking right. You’re mine now.”
“Yes… yes…yes.” I detonate around his cock as he fills me like no man ever has, chasing his release.
“Fuck.” He comes hard, rocking the bed as we ride the aftershocks of orgasm together.
We collapse in a tangle of limbs, a soft sheen of sweat covering our naked flesh.
I start laughing, joy bubbling inside me.
“This is new. I’ve never had a woman think having sex with me is funny.” The tight knit of his brow as he stares at me only makes me laugh more.
“I… that was so fucking good. Like life-changingly amazing.”
He props himself up on one elbow, a wry smile tugging at the corners of his impossibly handsome lips. “And that’s funny?”
“Yeah. I’ve been torturing myself since the first time we kissed, thinking that I’m not this kind of girl. That I’m basic vanilla, and this club would never be something I needed.”
“And now?”
“It’s as if everything just slotted into place, and I can finally see myself. I fucking loved being punished. One more hit, and I would’ve come.”
“You need to stop swearing, baby girl. It’s a stipulation in our contract. The only filth I want coming out of this mouth…” he says, running the pad of his thumb over my bottom lip, “… is my cum.”
My insides tighten, a thrill making my pussy pulse. I’m still so turned on, even after multiple orgasms. “Where do I sign?”
He caresses my cheek with the back of his. “You like the idea of me filling you with my cum?”
“Yes. I’ve never wanted that in my life. In fact, I’ve actively avoided it. But there’s something about the way you say it. Demand it. Iwantto do it for you.Andfor myself.”
“You did so well, baby girl. I’m so proud of how you took your punishment.”
“Just thinking about it has me turned on again. We literally just finished, and I’m horny already.”
“Who said we’re finished? I’m just getting started.”
“I mean tonight.”
“So do I,” he says with a cunning grin. “I need more. You taste so fucking sweet. Time to sit on my face.” He lies back, beckoning me.
“I can’t do that. I have curves unlike every other woman I’ve seen in here. What the hell! Do submissives not eat or something?”
“Mine better love her food. Now, do as you’re told and straddle me.”
“You’re serious?”
“I’m not going to break. I can handle anything you send my way. Having curves doesn’t make you heavy or inferior to any woman in this place. You’re hot as fuck, and if you don’t straddle my face right now, I’m going to get angry. Do as you’re told.”
I’ve never had oral sex this way before, always so self-conscious that I’m not a waif. I do as he asks, but I make sure to hold my weight.
“Grip the headboard and sit the fuck down, Aspen.”
“It’s fine. I can perch while you… do what you do.” Suddenly, I’m self-conscious, even after everything we’ve done tonight.
“If you suffocate me, it’s the perfect way to die.” He grabs my hips and pulls me down until I’m sitting fully on his face, and fireworks go off at my core. Ryder sets a punishing rhythm, and there’s nothing soft about the way he devours my pussy, groaning his approval as I begin to move, my hands firmly on the headboard. I’ve never felt so desired in my life, as if heneedsme more than his next breath.
