She tightened her inner muscles around him, and he pumped into her cunt over and over again. He stilled completely and spread her ass cheeks as far as they would go. When he pulled out of her body, he immediately gathered more of her wetness and smoothed it over her anus until the hole glistened with her arousal. His cock was already soaked from fucking her, and although he probably had her anus slicked up well enough, he wasn’t going to take any chances.
“God, princess.” He slipped his finger inside of her until he was two knuckles deep. “You have no idea how much it turns me on seeing you this way.” He removed the digit and replaced it with the thick crown of his erection. He still had hold of her wrists with his other hand, and to see her like this had him about to come right there. There was resistance as he pushed through the tight ring of muscle, and then he was fully in her. He only gave her a few seconds to adjust to his size before he started moving in and out very slowly. He didn’t want to cause any unjust discomfort. After several minutes, when he felt her start to relax, he picked up his speed and started to move faster into her willing body. His balls slapped her moist pussy, and every muscle and tendon in him was strung tight.
He was crazed in his movements, pounding into her body because he owned her. “You’re mine, Aurora. All mine, and there isn’t anything or anyone that will take you away from me.” He was speaking to himself, declaring what she was to him, and that these last few months had been hell as he’d tried to stay away. His need for her might be irrational, but it didn’t matter, because she was here and he had her now. “I’m going to come, baby.”
Her ass tightened around his cock and he groaned, thrusting several more times into her before pulling out right at the last minute. He took hold of the base of his dick and stroked himself until white arcs of cum came out of the tip of his dick and covered her ass. Yes, that was what he wanted to see. He wanted his cum covering her, coating her body like a mark of ownership. His orgasm went on and on, and he watched in a euphoric, drugged-out haze as his semen slid down the crease of her ass and covered her pussy. As much as he wanted to have her stay like that, marked by him in the most erotic way, he grabbed a rag that was on the bedside table and cleaned her off gently. He wasn’t a savage, even though he felt that way at times when it came to her.
Once he had her cleaned up, he slipped into bed beside her and pulled her close. She didn’t fight him, and a sense of contented power filled him.
“Grey.” She said his name softly.
“I’m here, princess, and I’m not going anywhere.” He pulled the sheets up and over them and lay on his back, staring at the ceiling. After several minutes he turned onto his side and wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close.
He was her teacher, the man responsible for making sure she was safe. But Grey would keep her safe. He’d make sure nothing harmed her, because she was his, his little beauty, his little princess. He’d never let anything happen to her. He pulled her close and tucked her against his chest. It felt so good with her this close to him, and finally having her in this way.
He smoothed a hand over her hair, and after several long minutes he felt her relax against him as her exhaustion finally won. She’d realize that this was their reality, and he’d show her that being with him was perfection.
“It is right, and it does feel good,” she said sleepily, and he pulled her closer still.
A shiver worked through his body at her words. He had longed to hear those words, fantasized about the thought of her in this position right now.
What he knew without a doubt was that he wasn’t going to let her go. Damn the consequences.
The image of their sweaty bodies, of his hard cock, and of the feeling of being utterly and totally controlled, filled Aurora. Breathing heavily, she ran a hand over her face and blinked in rapid succession to clear her vision. The room was pitch black and she closed her eyes, trying to calm her racing heart. The dream had been so real, so graphic that she could have sworn she had been there, living it firsthand again.
She wiped the sweat from her brow and swallowed past the lump in her throat. “God,” she whispered. Aurora chuckled almost hysterically, knowing that she had to stop having these dreams. Although it was like her subconscious wanted her to remember them, wanted the first time she had spent with Grey to never fade from her memory. But she’d never forget. Never.
She blindly reached out, fumbling for the light on the bedside table. A soft glow filled the room and she waited until her eyes adjusted. Aurora put her head in her hands and exhaled a shaky breath.