Page 57 of Faith

He pulled the vibrator away. “Not just yet. I’m not doing this to be mean, but I want to test you. I need to know your limits.”

She said nothing, but took a deep breath trying to gather her control for the next challenge.

“Sit up, love.” He waited for her to do so. “Pull down my boxers just so my cock is free.”

Eager for this, she finished the task in a matter of just a few seconds.

“That’s far enough,” he said when she had exposed his cock and sac. “You may touch, but not too much.”

She licked her lips as she wrapped her hand around him. She knew there would be hell to pay for it, but it was time to pay him back for leaving her this aroused. Slowly, she pumped him a couple times. He settled his hands on his hips and groaned.

“Take me in your mouth. I want to feel your tongue on my flesh.”

Nicola had him in her mouth before he could finish the second sentence. She loved giving oral and she showed it to him. Over and over, he thrust into her mouth. She knew just how to position her throat for him, which brought about another groan.

“Bloody hell. I’ve been having so many fantasies about this, but none of those were this good.”

That was all the encouragement she needed. She sped up her movements and soon he was in rhythm with her. Each time she rose to the top of his cock, she would swirl her tongue over his head. Nicola knew she was inching him closer to release and she wanted that. She wanted to feel him explode in her mouth and feel all the cum sliding down her throat.

Jensen had other plans.

“Enough of that, Nicola,” he said, but he took his cock in his hand and lifted it. “Suck.”

Nicola leaned forward to lick and suck his balls. Again, she pushed him, enjoying this part of the play too. He was keeping control of himself, but she knew that with each lick, he was getting closer.

Before she was really ready to stop, he was pulling away from her again. “Up on the bed, love. I want to see how that pussy of mine feels when I fuck you.”

She really did like a man who was good at dirty talk. As she pulled down the comforter, then lay on the sheets, he rolled on a condom. He slipped over on top of her, then rose to his knees, grabbed her by the hips and entered her in one hard thrust.

“Bloody hell, that feels good.”

He held them there for a long moment. Her sex pulsed around his cock. She closed her eyes and moaned. The sheer pleasure of being connected to him in this way almost overwhelmed her.

When he slowly pulled out of her, then drove back in, they both moaned together. Again and again, he pushed them further to the edge.

“Wrap your legs around me, love.”

With each thrust, the connection between them seemed to grow. Instead of just the thrill of D/s play, this was something more. She wanted to fight against it, but she knew in her head that she couldn’t, not any more. Fear rose up out of nowhere, and she did try to fight it then. She couldn’t let go, not now. It would leave her vulnerable, more so than she had been in years.

She lost the battle before the war was even started. With him like this, she couldn’t hide away, ignore the feelings she had been battling for months. They rushed forward taking control of everything: her heart, her mind, her soul. The arousal he had built was no longer just for sex, but something more. Something that pierced the shield she had erected years before. Her cheeks felt wet and she realized she was crying. She never cried during sex, but in one session, he brought it out in her.

He leaned down to kiss her as he continued to move within her. “Come, love. Come with me. Let me feel all those tiny little muscles on my cock.”

Again, before he could finish telling her, she was already complying with his demands. Her orgasm hit her hard, pulling a scream from her so loud it surprised both of them. He chuckled, then groaned as a second orgasm hit her, her convulsions pulling him deeper inside of her. His movements became more erratic; hurried as if something else was driving him now. Only two more thrusts and he took his release, shouting her name as they both lost themselves to pleasure.

* * *

Jensen woke a short time later,Nicola in his arms, her body pressed against his and it felt so right. There was no other way to describe the way he felt right now. At that moment, he couldn’t even fathom sleeping without her by his side. He traced her spine with his fingers. So strong, but delicate. That summed up Nicola to a T.

“I’m trying to sleep, buster,” she said, humor lacing her voice. He smiled.

“I think we established you were going to call me Sir.”

“Only during play.”

He smacked her bottom, then rubbed the spot. “I had no idea what a great sub you would be.”

She lifted up, balancing her weight on her hands. “Really? I excel at everything I do.”