Lustful Surrender
His voice growls.
"Yes, Sir," I reply, biting my lip in anticipation. His hips thrust again, and I moan, wrapping my arms around him. The leather rubs against me as the orgasm spreads. His hand tightens around my neck, and my body collapses onto his.
Carrying me to the bed, we remain in silence. His hand tenderly applies lotion, removing the pins, and he kisses me. This experience feels distinct, as if he's enjoying it for himself, not just for my pleasure.
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