I nod. That makes me feel more confident.
“So if you say, ‘peaches,’ or make a fist like this,” he shows me, “that means you want to stop, no questions asked.”
“Peaches?” I smile.
“Because your breasts are like two ripe, delicious peaches.” Cam bends to lick across one nipple. I shudder at the blissful sensation, sinking against him. He moves to my other breast, lapping the bud into a stiff peak that has me writhing.
He moves from one to the other, nibbling and nipping at the tender flesh. His teeth graze my skin with just the right amount of pressure, teasing me into a state of crazy arousal.
“Cam,” I murmur. “I’m ready. I want this.”
“Are you saying yes?” he asks.
I nod. “Yes. Show me. Control me.”
Cam picks up his tie from where he discarded it on the bed. Gently, he loops it around my neck. The silk whispers against my skin, feeling soft and sensual as Cam leans in and claims my mouth in a slow kiss.
His tongue caresses mine as the tie tightens. My heart starts to race with the danger and excitement of it, and my breaths get shorter and more rapid beneath the pressure of the silk around my neck.
He kisses me deeper, pushing me back on the bed until I’m lying under him. He slides a hand up the inside of my thigh and lightly strokes against my clit, teasing me. I part my legs, opening up to him. His breath gets faster and he slides a finger, then two, deep inside my aching pussy.
I’m open and eager, my first incredible orgasm still relaxing me completely.
Cam breaks the kiss and positions himself on one elbow above me. He loosens the tie and waits for me to catch my breath before he begins to tighten it again.
“Take a breath,” he murmurs. “Hold it until I tell you to let go.”
I do as he commands me, holding his gaze as he pumps his fingers deeper in my slick and needy channel. Time slips by, and I get light-headed, but he doesn’t tell me to release. I get lost in the feel of him, the dizzying stroke of his fingers on my clit, blood pounding in my ears as he takes me to the brink again—
“Now.”
I gasp for air in a whoosh. Oxygen floods my lungs, I feel light-headed and alive with exhilaration.
“Wow,” I gasp. “That was intense.”
Cam looks approving. “It wasn’t too much for you?” he asks.
I shake my head, eager now. “No, I want to try more.”
“More?” Cam’s voice turns teasing. He nudges his hard, stiff cock against me, and I moan.
“More, please. Master.”
.
He groans. “God, I love it when you call me that.”
“And I love saying it,” I admit.
“That’s nothing to be ashamed of,” he murmurs, as if sensing my last measure of shame. “You belong to me, and that’s a beautiful thing.”
It is. Everything about the relationship between us is beautiful and precious to me. He understands me better than I understand myself – sees my most private desires and meets the needs I never even knew I had.
Now I want to please him. To show him the pleasure and power I know he craves so much.
“I’m ready,” I tell him, reaching to slide my hands over his ass. I spread my thighs wider, opening myself to him. “I’m ready to take it all.”
Cam’s eyes flash with desire, and then he moves into position above me. He takes my wrists, pinning them down into the mattress with one hand, totally dominating me.
Then he thrusts deep inside in a single stroke.
Fuck, he feels so good! His cock fills me up completely, so deep, so deliciously right.
I moan, arching up against him, and he rewards me with another hard thrust. His hand closes around the silk tie, pulling tighter, applying more pressure as he fucks me harder.
God, this is intense! I can feel the pressure, tight around my neck. It’s cutting off my air-supply now, making every sensation even more vivid. The weight of his body, bearing down on me. The damp heat of sweat, slick between us. The stroke of Cam’s cock, rubbing high inside me, driving me crazy with pleasure and desire.
The seconds stretch into an infinity. I feel the pressure build, it’s almost too much—
Cam releases the tie, and I gasp for air. My head is spinning, but it’s like I’m climbing to some high mountain peak, my whole body pumping with breathless heat. Now he thrusts again, and God, I’m in a daze, moving with him in a desperate, hungry grind. He angles his hips, hitting my clit too with every hard slam, and I cry out, hearing my voice as if from far away.
Cam bears down on me, so determined, completely in control. He twists the tie in his hand. “Ready?” he growls. I nod.
He pulls the tieclosed again, his face blazing with a domination so intense that it consumes me. I yield to him, rushing to the edge. I can’t move, I can’t breathe, all I can do is take what he gives me, over and over, the thick, sweet slam of his cock splitting me in two as my head pounds and my heart races, and the world starts to slip away into pure ecstasy.