Page 45 of Still His
“Oh, I’m ready, kitten. Don’t you worry about that. You and this kitty,” he cups my pussy through my tights and growls at the feel of my wetness, “will be so thoroughly fucked and satiated, you will need Master Daddy to carry you home.”
Oh hell. Yes please. Sign me up right now!
I fucking love when he makes me cum so hard multiple times that I get to the point of not being able to move my legs. It’s basically the best feeling in the world and then getting to hang out in sub space while he takes care of me afterward?
Absolute freaking heaven and I am all the way here for it.
“Yes please,” I moan and he chuckles, pulling me in for a hug.
“I love you, wife,” he mutters against my lips, and I smile.
“I love you too, husband.”
“Want to go down and play?” he asks and normally I would jump at the chance but I’m feeling private tonight.
“No, but can we watch?”
He lifts a brow at me, a smirk on his face. He knows how I get when I want to just watch.
“Oh, kitten. We can most definitely just watch.”
I wiggle my core against his bulge beneath me and giggle. “Master is hard. Shall we see how long you take my game until you break?”
He growls, gripping my ass in hard hands and I moan into him. “You know the way this works, kitten. You insist on playing this game and toying with me every time knowing I will fuck you harder and rougher for every minute you taunt me before you break and we can go home.”
Something giddy bubbles inside me and I nod.
Oh, I know. I’m the one that created this game after all.
The rules are simple. We can watch others playing or being in a scene, but we can’t touch each other. We can whisper and taunt and get creative, but no touching. The first one to touch has to do anything the other one says.
For the record, I always lose. He’s just too freaking irresistible and delicious.
I also like giving in first because he’s so strung tight from making himself hold off that the sex afterwards is to die for.
Like I would legit die for the orgasms he gives me every day…but those days? Oooo boy, those orgasms are the best because he loses every restraint he holds close, and we become feral animals in the sack.
So fucking worth it.
“Counting on it, Daddy.” I bite my lip, getting up from his lap with a cute smile.
“Game on, kitten.” He smirks at me before following me out of his office and down the stairs to wander the club.
Simon
Such a sweet little kitten.
So adorable with a terribly naughty streak. I fucking love my wife.
Fuck, the first time she chose to play this game, I took her home and fucked her every which way until she was so spent she couldn’t move. I was actually afraid I had hurt her.
As her Dom, it’s my job to make sure she is always taken care of and to pay attention to her needs as well as my own, but that night I lost my ability to even think. It was like something primal had overtaken me.
I was no longer her Dad, husband and Master. I was a primal beast who could only lay claim to what was his.
When we came out of it, I was so damn worried about her because she couldn’t even speak. Turns out, it had sent her into a deep sub space, and she was just happily floating along inside her own head.
I can’t even begin to describe everything that happened following my primal snap, but I know she seeks out that side of me from time to time.