Tiny Triumphs

No. I thought. For once he won’t be in control.

I caught his hands and tossed them off me. Giving him a dark look.

His brows shot up. Clearly surprised and faintly displeased at my rejection. His lips parted and I could see him preparing to say that cursed word again.

The one that made him my master and my loins yearn for him.

Kerdan. I slammed a finger to his lips. Unwilling to let he and my body control this unwanted joining.

If it’s happening it shall be my way. I slowed way down, set on frustrating him. Rolling my hips in rhythmic circled as I rose onto my knees above him. Until I was perched only on the crown of his erect member.

Using the same motion, I swayed back down on him. Taking him back in.

His eyelids fluttered and he moaned again once he was all the way back inside me once more.

Claiming me.

So, if he’s not all the way in, he doesn’t