It didn’t take long before her body began to shake and he easily fucked his fingers in and out of her ass. It amazed him that Maggie hadn’t been snapped up by a Dom long before now. Her husband hadn’t deserved her and he probably didn’t either, but he wasn’t letting go now. She belonged to him and his intention was to enjoy every day for the pleasure he gave her.
Her moans and cries grew louder, signaling her oncoming orgasm. Tucker removed his fingers and switched off the remote. He expected a protest but none came. Instead, she wiggled and rubbed, lost in the exquisite sensations.
He quickly unrolled the condom he’d added to his toys and added more lube to his cock. He eased into position behind her and pressed the tip of his flesh to her primed and ready opening. “Tell me you want this, Maggie.”
She murmured something into the sheets he couldn’t make out. His little sub was too far gone. He began to push inside and hesitated. At the last second he turned the vibrating balls back on and gently tunneled inside as she shuddered underneath him.
“Master!” she screamed as the vibrations and probably the edge of pain from his cock, sent her careening into release. Tucker’s eyes nearly rolled back in his head at the incredible sensation of her little muscles clenching around him over and over. So damned good. He moaned.
Heat sizzled from his cock to his head. He grabbed her buttocks and held her tight as he pushed as far as he could go. His balls drew up tight, his arms shook. They were both on total overload.
“Oh Tucker, please. Don’t stop.”
Her exclamation broke something inside him. Emotion swelled and overwhelmed him. His sub. His woman. His love.
She fought underneath him, straining for something as a constant stream of pleading for more met his ears. He’d driven her to the brink of lust and now she demanded to be sated and he was more than happy to oblige.
The words easy and soft fled from his mind as he began fucking her as wildly as she cried. He pulled back and shoved in, her tight channel gripping him tighter than before. The combination of him filling her and the balls vibrating must have been too much. Maggie’s short screams changed to a long, loud wail as she came. The exquisite sound wrapped around Tucker and embraced his soul. He couldn’t move as fire sizzled through his blood and Maggie thrashed against him, milking his release from him. The pure perfection of the woman beneath him took his breath away. He’d finally found where he belonged.
Tucker fell against her, barely able to hold himself up. He fought to catch his breath as he eased off her as gently as he could. At the end they’d both lost control and he’d been rough. He worried he’d hurt her.
He trailed a line of kisses along her spine as he moved from the bed. Despite his still-shaking limbs, he untied her ankles and wrists, taking care to massage each one and then disappeared into the bathroom. In slow motion, he disposed of the condom and grabbed a wet cloth and a dry one. A glance in the mirror shocked him. He appeared wild eyed and savage. Afraid to analyze what he saw, he rushed back into the bedroom and began his care of Maggie.
She smelled so good. The scent of sex and Maggie went together extremely well. Before he got distracted from his good intentions, he dragged his thoughts back to her care. “I’d like to put you into a nice warm bath, little one. We’ve got time.”
She mumbled sleepily and then smiled at him.
“Are you okay, Maggie?”
One eye opened. “Oh hell, I’m way more than all right. I’m in love with my Master,” she crooned.
His heart clenched. He dropped the towels and climbed back into bed with her. A bath could wait. “I love you, my sub.” He placed a kiss on her shoulder. “More than I ever thought possible.”
There was one more thing he’d brought into the bedroom this morning and she wasn’t leaving without it. He reached for the delicate silver collar she’d nearly shoved in his face last night.
“Maggie, roll over.” She grumbled something about him being mean before she complied. She was so incredible. He loved the vinegar as much as the sugar in this woman. She fit in here better than she thought she did. She’d learn though. Once the women of Davidson got it through their thick skulls that she’d taken him off the market, she’d get along fine.
“Why do you look so serious?” She reached up and rubbed his forehead where he’d probably been scrunching his face as she’d so lovingly put it before.
“Because I have something serious to give you.” He placed the tip of the bare chain on her gently rounded belly and dragged it up to the hollow of her neck. His heart pounded in his chest at the prospect of collaring Maggie permanently. To him it was as important as getting married.