Page 70 of On His Terms

He inserted a finger inside her, then a second as he continued to eat her out. She grabbed hold of the sheet, digging in her fingers as she fought to be a good sub.

When she was thrashing her head back and forth, he finally stopped and stood.

“Sir, fuck me.”

“Scoot back.”

He helped her toward the middle of the bed, before moving between her legs to press the tip of his cock to her entrance.

Even that much stretched her, and she clenched his forearms.

As he stroked in and out, the plug filled her insides, making the fit impossibly tight. “This is too much, Sir.”

“Try for me,” he said as he went in deeper.

Never having experienced anything this maddening, she whimpered his name.

“Wrap your legs around my waist.”

Which would give him more power and leverage.

“Do it, girl.” He pulled back slightly so she could lift her hips.

With his support, she was able to do as he asked. Then, when she was helplessly spread, he surged into her, burying his cock all the way.

She screamed against the intrusion.

“Chelsea?”

“I’m…” The room swam. Were there words? “So tight, Sir.”

“Would you like me to stop?”

The fit was impossible, incredible. Looking at him, she admitted her darkest desires. “No. I’d like you to fuck me.”

“Put your hands above your head as I instructed earlier.”

“Sorry, Sir.” When she’d put them where they were supposed to be, he pinned her to the mattress, his grip firm and seductive.

“That’s it.”

“Do me, Sir.”

“My pleasure, girl.”

This moment, with him poised over her, staring into her eyes, was everything she’d wanted.

He slid into her again, and she was overwhelmed by the depths he went to.

“Oh yeah,” he said on a groan. Then he pulled out an inch or two before reentering her.

She was swimming in sensation. “I want more.” When he waited, she added a soft plea.

Face contorted with dark desire, he fucked her, slowly at first, then building the response in her. She thrashed her head as he stroked her insides with his power. “Yes.”

Harder, and harder, he rode her. “You are tight. Such a hot little submissive. Fuck.”

Pure feminine pleasure bloomed, heating her with a feverish intensity. Master Alexander was so restrained, and clearly the sex was affecting him, too.