“You can’t be serious.” Disbelief is etched on her face, and it lingers in her tone.
“Deadly.”
We face off for a few beats until she slowly nods. My smile is instantaneous. For a girl who thought she didn’t have a submissive bone in her body, she is a natural with me in the bedroom.
She squirms a little as my fingers dance over her hip and lower. “Color.”
“Green.” There’s a slight pause. “Sir.”
“That’s my good girl.” Helping her off the bed, I walk her over to the spanking bench and sit her up on the cushiony black padded surface. After removing what I need from the supplies unit, I switch the music to something a little more provocative and walk back to the woman who owns my heart. “Ready, baby?”
“Yes, sir.”
“You please me, Mrs. Maltese,” I mumble against her lips.
“I aim to please you, sir.” She bats her eyelashes, pleased with herself, and I may have created a bit of a diva.
“I’m glad to hear it,” I say, showing her the black silk eye mask before I put it on. “Feel okay?”
“Yes.” Her breathing has accelerated, and a light flush crawls over her chest. I move her around and lie her down flat on her back,positioning her legs draping over the end of the bench. Then I stretch her arms over her head and cuff them before attaching the cuffs to the hook on the wall behind. “These are velvet-lined cuffs. They won’t cut your skin if you move while I’m fucking you.”
“Okay.”
I pinch her nipple.
“Okay, sir.”
Spreading her thighs wide, I lean down and stare at all that glorious, glistening pink flesh.
Mine, mine, mine.
A deep sense of satisfaction glides through my veins, and my cock leaks precum. I’m so turned on, but I need to take my time to get her ready. I’ve been training her for weeks, using the plug and playing with her hole during sex each day. She is ready for my cock, but I want her soaked and fully relaxed.
Standing, I lean over her and stroke her all over, paying extra special attention to her tits, because I’m fucking obsessed with them, sucking, licking, and pinching the hard peaks. Valentina moans, and the sound is the best aphrodisiac. I hold the tip of my dick several times to resist shooting my load all over her supple body.
Positioning myself between her legs, I stare at her beautiful cunt. Her juices are dripping from her folds, coating the insides of her thighs, and her glistening skin is the most perfect sight. “Color,” I ask as I slide two fingers into her heat.
“Green,” she pants, squirming on the bench.
“Hold still, baby.” I add another digit and roughly pump my fingers in and out of her, reveling in the slick sounds her body makes as I plunge deeper and thrust harder. My lips suction over her clit, and I pull deep, inhaling her addictive scent. Valentina cries out, and I rip my fingers away, not wanting her to come yet. I push her knees back to her chest. “Keep your knees there,” I say, drizzling lube all over her exposed crack. I rub it around her hole before pushing the tip of one finger inside. “Relax, just how we’ve done it before.”
Her obedience is immediate and sublime. I toy with her ass for a few minutes, pushing my finger all the way in before I add another, checking in with her to ensure she’s comfortable. Using three fingers, I stretch her for my girth, massaging her inner walls, and when I’m satisfied she’s ready, I pull them out and bury my tongue in her hole, licking her rim and pushing my tongue a little inside.
The moans coming from Valentina are exquisite, and I’m done holding back.
“Color,” I demand in a strangled tone as I pump my dick in my hand.
“Green, sir,” she pants. “I’m so turned on, Fiero. Oh god.”
“Breathe in and out, kitten, nice and slow, and relax your muscles,” I say as I bring my cock to her entrance. “That’s it.” I push in a little. “Listen to the music.” I bury two fingers in her cunt as I push farther into her ass. “Feel everything I’m doing to you. Just focus on the pleasure and empty your mind of everything else.” I move my thumb up to rub her clit while I stroke her cunt and drive slowly into her tight hole.
I’m in heaven, and it’ll be a miracle if I last long. Her warm tight walls are strangling my cock in a vise grip, and it’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced.
Unfurling her knees from her chest, I drape her legs over my shoulders one at a time, repositioning myself in a way that should be comfortable for her. Her hips tip up a fraction, and I pull her ass down a little more on the bench, the movement driving me in deeper. She gasps. “Does that feel okay?
“I’m good. Sir.”
I thrust in inch by inch, watching her face and her body for any signs of discomfort as I fill her up.
