And then there was his cock, stroking me deeper than ever before, harder than he’d ever dared. With each thrust, he brought me closer and closer and closer to forgetting where I was.
Then he reached around me and flicked my clit with just the tip of his finger.
My motions faltered as the electrical current of that one touch zinged through me. I gasped.
He did it again, and my cunt clamped tight around his thrusting cock.
Jared’s groan made me thrust back against him harder, mindless now of anything but reaching my orgasm.
His pounding into me became harder. He grunted with each press of his hips against my ass. His balls slapped my clit.
The sound of our heated flesh slapping in the silent room was beautiful to me.
He gripped my left hip, leaned over my back slightly, and said,
“Come now.”
He jerked the chain between my breasts, snapping the clamps from my nipples. Intense heat and the flair of pain that surged to the tips made me scream. Then he pinched my clit hard between two fingers, and I flew off the precipice as the orgasm consumed me and pulled a keening cry from me I didn’t recognize as my own.
Still he fucked me. So hard and deep. He rubbed his fingers over my clit in an action that should have caused pain not pleasure, but it was so good. So perfect.
“Again!” Jared shouted at me, and my body responded.
I couldn’t breathe. Sweat trickled from my temples into the blindfold. Every muscle in my body convulsed as yet another and then another powerful wash of the climax tried drowning me.
I gasped for breath, only to scream it away as the most intense emotions and sensations flowed through my body.
I’d found my subspace.
And then my arms collapsed from beneath me.
Jared came down over me, still pumping into me, his hot breath against my shoulder blade. He gripped my shoulders and slammed into me, harder and harder and harder.
“Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes,” he chanted.
His weight pressing on the vibrator still buzzing in my ass, along with the changed direction of his cock, now aimed directly over my G‐spot, sent me spiraling again. Bright lights flashed behind my eyelids. I screamed and cried for mercy. I couldn’t take any more. My body was done. Jared had killed me.
Another rush of heat and sizzling sensations scored through me.
Another orgasm. And then another.
And then...
Blackness.
Something cool and soft swiped over my forehead, cheeks, then down between my breasts.
I sighed and tried opening my eyes, but my lids were too heavy.
“Shh, sweetheart,” Jared whispered. “Let me take care of you.”
I wasn’t on the cold floor any longer, but a soft bed with satin sheets. They felt good against my heated flesh. I didn’t know where I was or how I got there, but it seemed rather unimportant.
The cool cloth swiped under each of my breasts then lower, over my rib cage and stomach.
“I love you.” Jared kissed my cheek in that sweet, tender way that had made me fall in love with him so many years ago. “How do you feel?”
The cloth trailed down over my pelvis then between my legs.
“Ahh,” I sighed. I was really tender down there. Just the rasp of the soft, cool cloth brought a pulsing reaction to my cunt. “I feel well fucked.”
Jared chuckled as he carefully administered to my pussy and inner thighs with that wonderful cloth.
Finally, I got my eyelids to lift. Jared leaned on one elbow, hovering over me, while he kept massaging me with the damp towel.
Seeing the love shining in his eyes, the spent passion, my cunt clenched, and I tensed. There was no way I could come again so soon. No fucking way!
He grinned and dropped the cloth to the bed between my legs, then replaced it with his hand, his fingers softly gliding over my plump, tortured flesh.
“You’re insatiable,” he murmured. “God, I love you.”
My heart swelled, even as my hips lifted against his caress. “I love you, too...” My words ended on a sigh as he slipped two fingers into me and thumbed my clit.
“Did you find it? Your subspace?” he asked as he probed my slick channel.
I nodded and stared into his gorgeous dark eyes. “Yes.”
“I found my space, too.”
I sucked in a breath, surprised. “How?”
He dipped his head and kissed me softly. “Even after they left the room, I heard Mistress’ words in my mind. The harder I fucked you, the more pleasure you got, the more I got. I thought about every bite you placed on my body. The way you devoured my dick. Mistress said the only way for us to reach each of our ultimate orgasm was for us to teach each other and do what the other needs.”
He rolled over me then, and his hard cock nudged my cunt. My eyes widened in surprise. If I thought I couldn’t come again...
“You...still...?”
He slowly slid into me, deep and sure. “Still.” He grinned. “We have the room for two more hours.”
Grasping my wrists in his hand, he brought them over my head.
Before I could even put two thoughts together, I was cuffed to the bed.
“Hey,” I yelped and jerked against the bonds.
He chuckled and pressed his hips against me, burying his cock all the way to my womb. “You’re mine, Sheri. And I’m going to make you come again...” He nipped the curve of my breast. “...and again...” He flicked his tongue over my nipple, and I realized just how sore they were, which made me jerk against him and moan. “...and again.”
I arched up against him, raising my legs along his sides so he could go as deep as he wanted.
He pulled all the way out of me. “Only this time,” he said, a sparkle in his eye I’d never seen before. Excitement mixed with contentment. “I’m going to fuck that gorgeous ass of yours.”
Before I could think a protest, he reached under me, tilted my hips up, and dove into my slick, tight ass, nicely stretched from the vibrator.
I moaned in pleasure and surprise. He filled me better than the vibrations had, and I clamped down on his cock. He didn’t fuck me, though. He held still, buried deep within me.
“You’re going to come until you can’t walk,” he warned.
I grinned. “Promises, promises.”
He raised an eyebrow of censure, which spiked renewed excitement through me. Then he reached over to a table by the bed I hadn’t noticed because I’d been so completely focused on him, and picked up a long, thick dildo.
“Oh, I promise.” Rising up on his hand, his cock still buried in my ass, he slid that fleshy dildo into my cunt, stretching me to the point beyond pleasure.
“Ahhgh,” I protested. I couldn’t take it all. Couldn’t...
But he pushed it all the way into me, its fake balls resting against my pussy lips and clit.
He sucked in a deep breath, as if the pressure was almost too great for him. Then he flicked a switch on its base and it came to life, humming, buzzing, more than just vibrating, it seemed to twirl within me. The latex balls danced against my clit.
“Oh, God! Oh, God...” It was too intense. Too... focused.
But when Jared started to fuck my ass with long, slow, steady strokes, I knew he really was going to kill me. There was no way to survive that much pleasure.
“Scream for me, sweetheart. I love it when you scream.” He came down over me, and the change in position forced the dildo balls to clamp over my clit, and I did scream.