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Her words sent a shiver through me, my arousal still simmering despite the ache of the cage. I swallowed hard, trying to steady my breathing as she leaned closer, her lips brushing against my ear.
“I bought something today,” she whispered, her tone dripping with excitement. “Something I’ve been thinking about for a while.”
She moved to the side of the bed, opening the drawer of her nightstand. My stomach tightened as she pulled out the item, holding it up for me to see. It was a strap-on harness, sleek and adjustable, with a black dildo attached—thick, textured, and larger than I’d anticipated.
“Now,” Leah said, her voice steady but playful, “I can really fuck you.”
My throat went dry as I stared at it, my emotions a swirling mix of anticipation, nervousness, and arousal. The vulnerability of the situation hit me all at once, the idea of surrendering to her in such an intimate, raw way both thrilling and overwhelming.
“Leah…” I started, my voice trembling as I tried to find the words. “I—I don’t know if I’m ready for this.”
She tilted her head, her blue eyes softening but remaining firm. “You trust me, don’t you?” she asked, her tone gentle but unwavering.
I nodded, my pulse racing. “Of course I do.”
“Then let me take care of you,” she said, her hand reaching out to caress my cheek. “This isn’t just about me, Brian. It’s about us. About exploring together, pushing our boundaries, and discovering new ways to connect.”
Her words soothed some of my nerves, her love and sincerity shining through the teasing edge of her tone. I took a deep breath, nodding again, this time more confidently.
“Okay,” I said softly, my voice steadying. “I trust you.”
Leah’s smile widened, her excitement returning as she leaned in to kiss me deeply. “Good,” she murmured against my lips. “Now, let’s get started.”
She stood and began to adjust the harness, her movements confident and deliberate as she secured it around her hips. The sight of her—strong, beautiful, and in complete control—was intoxicating, and I felt my hesitation melting away, replaced by a deep desire to surrender to her completely.
Leah turned back to me, her eyes locking with mine as she climbed onto the bed. “Relax,” she said softly, her tone both soothing and commanding. “This is going to be incredible—for both of us.”
As she positioned herself, I braced myself for what was to come, the mix of vulnerability and trust between us creating an intimacy I had never felt before. This was Leah at her most powerful, her most confident—and I was ready to give her everything.
Leah adjusted the strap-on around her hips, her confidence radiating as she looked at me with a teasing smile. She patted the bed beside her, her voice low and commanding. “Come on, baby. On your hands and knees for me.”
I hesitated for a moment, my vulnerability surging to the forefront as I moved to the center of the bed, my breathing uneven. Slowly, I got into position, the cool air brushing against my skin as I spread my knees and lowered myself onto my hands. My cheeks burned with both embarrassment and anticipation as I did exactly what she asked, leaning forward and spreading my cheeks for her.
Leah’s hand slid over my lower back, her touch warm and reassuring as she leaned in close. “Good boy,” she murmured, her voice filled with approval. “That’s exactly what I wanted.”
I felt her breath first—warm and teasing—before her tongue made contact, soft and wet as it traced along the sensitive skin of my opening. My entire body tensed at the sensation, but her touch was gentle, exploratory, and it wasn’t long before I relaxed into it, a soft moan escaping my lips.
“That’s it,” Leah purred, her tongue circling and pressing with deliberate care. “I want you to enjoy this, Brian. I want you to feel everything I’m giving you.”
Her words sent a shiver through me, my grip on the sheets tightening as she continued her teasing ministrations. Each stroke of her tongue was slow and purposeful, her hands resting on my hips to steady me as she worked me open. The vulnerability of the moment was undeniable, but so was the arousal coursing through me, heightened by her dominance and control.
After a few moments, Leah pulled back, her hands sliding to the curve of my ass as she reached for the bottle of lube. “Now,” she said, her tone shifting to something slightly more playful, “we’re going to take this a little further.”
I heard the soft pop of the cap, the cool sensation of the lubricant following as she drizzled it generously onto her fingers. She started slow, her touch careful as one finger circled my entrance, pressing lightly before sliding inside. My breath hitched, the stretch unfamiliar but not unpleasant.
“You’re doing so well,” she whispered, her voice soft yet laced with authority. “I love seeing you like this, so open for me, so ready to let me take control.”
Her words teased me, each one a deliberate reminder of the dynamic we were exploring. She worked me slowly, her finger moving in and out, her other hand caressing the small of my back. When she added a second finger, I tensed briefly, but her soothing voice grounded me.
“Relax, baby,” she said gently. “You’re mine right now, and I’m going to take care of you. Just let go.”
Her fingers moved with practiced precision, stretching and preparing me as she continued to speak. “You look so beautiful like this,” she murmured. “Completely vulnerable, completely mine. Do you have any idea how much this turns me on?”
I moaned softly in response, the sensation overwhelming but intensely intimate. Leah’s pace quickened slightly, her fingers scissoring and twisting as she pushed me further. My body began to respond instinctively, my hips pressing back against her touch as my arousal built despite the ache of the cage.
“Good boy,” she said again, her voice dripping with satisfaction. “You’re doing so well for me. I can’t wait to feel you take all of me.”
Her words left me trembling, a mix of anticipation and surrender washing over me as I braced myself for what was to come. This was Leah at her most dominant, her most powerful—and I was ready to give her everything.
Leah adjusted the strap-on around her hips, her confidence radiating as she looked at me with a teasing smile. She patted the bed beside her, her voice low and commanding. “Come on, baby. On your hands and knees for me.”
I hesitated for a moment, my vulnerability surging to the forefront as I moved to the center of the bed, my breathing uneven. Slowly, I got into position, the cool air brushing against my skin as I spread my knees and lowered myself onto my hands. My cheeks burned with both embarrassment and anticipation as I did exactly what she asked, leaning forward and spreading my cheeks for her.
Leah’s hand slid over my lower back, her touch warm and reassuring as she leaned in close. “Good boy,” she murmured, her voice filled with approval. “That’s exactly what I wanted.”
I felt her breath first—warm and teasing—before her tongue made contact, soft and wet as it traced along the sensitive skin of my opening. My entire body tensed at the sensation, but her touch was gentle, exploratory, and it wasn’t long before I relaxed into it, a soft moan escaping my lips.
“That’s it,” Leah purred, her tongue circling and pressing with deliberate care. “I want you to enjoy this, Brian. I want you to feel everything I’m giving you.”
Her words sent a shiver through me, my grip on the sheets tightening as she continued her teasing ministrations. Each stroke of her tongue was slow and purposeful, her hands resting on my hips to steady me as she worked me open. The vulnerability of the moment was undeniable, but so was the arousal coursing through me, heightened by her dominance and control.
After a few moments, Leah pulled back, her hands sliding to the curve of my ass as she reached for the bottle of lube. “Now,” she said, her tone shifting to something slightly more playful, “we’re going to take this a little further.”
I heard the soft pop of the cap, the cool sensation of the lubricant following as she drizzled it generously onto her fingers. She started slow, her touch careful as one finger circled my entrance, pressing lightly before sliding inside. My breath hitched, the stretch unfamiliar but not unpleasant.
“You’re doing so well,” she whispered, her voice soft yet laced with authority. “I love seeing you like this, so open for me, so ready to let me take control.”
Her words teased me, each one a deliberate reminder of the dynamic we were exploring. She worked me slowly, her finger moving in and out, her other hand caressing the small of my back. When she added a second finger, I tensed briefly, but her soothing voice grounded me.
“Relax, baby,” she said gently. “You’re mine right now, and I’m going to take care of you. Just let go.”
Her fingers moved with practiced precision, stretching and preparing me as she continued to speak. “You look so beautiful like this,” she murmured. “Completely vulnerable, completely mine. Do you have any idea how much this turns me on?”
I moaned softly in response, the sensation overwhelming but intensely intimate. Leah’s pace quickened slightly, her fingers scissoring and twisting as she pushed me further. My body began to respond instinctively, my hips pressing back against her touch as my arousal built despite the ache of the cage.
“Good boy,” she said again, her voice dripping with satisfaction. “You’re doing so well for me. I can’t wait to feel you take all of me.”
Her words left me trembling, a mix of anticipation and surrender washing over me as I braced myself for what was to come. This was Leah at her most dominant, her most powerful—and I was ready to give her everything.
Leah’s fingers slipped out of me, leaving me momentarily empty. I shuddered at the loss of her touch, but the sound of the harness shifting told me what was coming next. My body tensed as I felt the cool, slick tip of the dildo pressing against my entrance, her hand guiding it with deliberate care.
“Relax, baby,” she said softly, her voice both soothing and commanding. “Breathe for me. Let me in.”
I tried to follow her words, taking a deep breath as she applied gentle pressure, the thick head of the dildo slowly pushing against me. The stretch was intense, and I gasped as it slipped past the tight ring of muscle, the unfamiliar sensation sending a mix of pain and pleasure coursing through me.
“That’s it,” Leah murmured, her tone laced with satisfaction. “You’re doing so well, Brian. Taking me so beautifully.”
She paused, letting me adjust to the intrusion, her hands steadying my hips as I tried to relax. When she sensed I was ready, she began to move, the dildo sliding further inside with each slow thrust. My body tensed and trembled as she worked me open, her pace unhurried but deliberate.
“You feel so tight around me,” Leah said, her voice dripping with dominance. “It’s incredible. I love seeing you like this, completely vulnerable, completely mine.”
Her words sent a shiver down my spine, the mix of arousal and submission overwhelming as she pressed deeper, her hips meeting mine. She pulled back slightly before thrusting again, her movements steady and controlled as she began to establish a rhythm.
“Do you feel that, Brian?” she asked, her voice low and teasing. “Do you feel how deep I am inside you? How perfectly you’re taking me?”
I moaned, unable to form words as my body adjusted to her, the pleasure building with each thrust. Leah’s hands gripped my hips firmly, her nails digging into my skin as her pace quickened. The harness clicked softly with her movements, the sound mingling with my ragged breaths and her satisfied sighs.
“You’re such a good boy,” she purred, her tone filled with affection and dominance. “Letting me fuck you like this. Do you like it, baby? Do you like being under me, feeling me take control?”
“Yes,” I managed to gasp, the admission tumbling from my lips before I could stop it. “Yes, Leah.”
Her laughter was soft but filled with satisfaction. “Good,” she said, her thrusts growing more deliberate. “I want you to remember this moment, Brian. Remember how it feels to be completely mine.”
The dildo pressed against something deep inside me, a surge of pleasure unlike anything I’d felt before making me cry out. Leah noticed immediately, her rhythm shifting to hit that spot again and again.
“There it is,” she murmured, her voice laced with excitement. “Do you feel that, baby? That’s me taking you exactly where I want you.”
I couldn’t respond, my body trembling as the pleasure overwhelmed me. Leah’s dominance, her control, and her love were evident in every movement, every word, every deliberate thrust. She leaned over me, her breath warm against my ear as she whispered, “You’re perfect for me, Brian. Absolutely perfect.”
Her words, her touch, and her control left me completely undone, the vulnerability of the moment transforming into an intimacy I had never experienced before. This was Leah at her most powerful, her most confident—and I was hers completely.
Leah leaned over me, her hands gripping my hips as her pace slowed, her thrusts becoming deliberate, teasing. Her breath was warm against my ear, her voice low and dripping with playful cruelty.
“Brian,” she murmured, each syllable rolling off her tongue with a wicked edge, “can you imagine if your officers saw you like this? Their strong, commanding captain… on his hands and knees, being fucked in the ass by his wife’s big, black cock.”
Her words sent a jolt through me, my moan escaping before I could even think to hold it back. My body trembled beneath her, her dominance over me complete as she moved her hips with precision, the dildo sliding deeper inside me.
“Picture it,” she continued, her voice smooth and relentless. “Imagine them walking in right now, seeing their boss—so vulnerable, so submissive. They’d never look at you the same way again.”
I groaned, the mixture of shame and arousal coursing through me like fire. Leah chuckled softly, her tone turning even more teasing. “You’re moaning for me, baby. Do you like that thought? Do you like the idea of them seeing how much you love this?”
“Yes,” I gasped, my voice breaking as her thrusts hit deeper, the sensation overwhelming. “God, yes, Leah.”
Her laughter was soft but filled with satisfaction as she pressed her hips harder against me, her rhythm steady and commanding. “Good boy,” she purred, her hands tightening on my waist. “Because right now, you belong to me. And you’re going to take every inch of me like the perfect little submissive you are.”
Her words drove me closer to the edge, the vulnerability of the moment making every sensation sharper, more intense. I felt myself surrendering completely, her dominance over me absolute.
“You’re mine, Brian,” Leah said, her voice firm but full of affection. “Completely mine. And you love it, don’t you? Being fucked by me like this.”
“Yes, Leah,” I managed to whisper, my voice trembling with both arousal and emotion. “I love it.”
Her thrusts grew stronger, her pace intensifying as she pushed me further, her words searing themselves into my mind. This was more than dominance—it was Leah claiming me in every sense, her love and control undeniable. And I gave myself to her completely, lost in the overwhelming intimacy of the moment.
Leah’s hands slid up my back, her grip firm but guiding as she pulled out slowly, leaving me trembling from the intensity of her dominance. “Roll over for me, baby,” she said, her voice low and commanding. “I want to see your face while I fuck you.”
Her words sent a shiver through me, my heart racing as I obeyed, rolling onto my back. I spread my legs as instructed, feeling the cool air brush against my exposed skin. Leah adjusted the harness with deliberate care, the dildo glistening with lube as she positioned herself between my legs. Her eyes locked onto mine, filled with a mix of affection and dominance.
“Look at you,” she murmured, her tone teasing as her hands slid down my thighs. “So eager, so willing. You love this, don’t you, Brian? You love taking me like this.”
I swallowed hard, my body reacting to her words even as I felt a flush of embarrassment. Leah reached for the key to the cage, her fingers brushing against my skin as she unlocked it. The release was immediate, my erection springing to full length in seconds, the ache of being confined replaced by an overwhelming surge of arousal.
Leah’s laughter was soft, almost musical as she teased, “Oh, look at that. You couldn’t wait, could you? You’re so hard, baby. It’s almost like you love being fucked in the ass.”
Her words sent a wave of heat through me, and I groaned softly, my hips shifting instinctively. Leah smirked, her hands resting on my thighs as she leaned over me, her movements deliberate and measured as she pressed the tip of the dildo against my entrance once more.
“Admit it,” she whispered, her voice dripping with playful cruelty. “Admit how much you love this, Brian. How much you love being taken by me, feeling me stretch you open while I watch you squirm.”
I moaned as she pressed forward, the familiar stretch returning as she slowly pushed inside, her gaze never leaving mine. “I love it,” I gasped, my voice trembling. “I love it, Leah.”
Her smile widened, a mix of satisfaction and affection as she began to move, her hips rocking in a steady rhythm. Each thrust sent a jolt through me, my body arching beneath her as she claimed me completely.
“Good boy,” she purred, her tone soft but commanding. “You’re doing so well for me, Brian. Taking me so beautifully. Look at you—so open, so vulnerable. I love seeing you like this.”
Her words, her gaze, her movements—all of it combined into a heady mix of dominance and intimacy that left me completely at her mercy. My erection throbbed, untouched yet aching with arousal as she continued to take me, her pace intensifying.
“You’re mine, Brian,” she said, her voice firm yet loving. “Every part of you belongs to me. And I’m going to make sure you never forget it.”
Her thrusts grew deeper, her hands gripping my thighs as she drove me closer to the edge of submission and pleasure. The vulnerability of the position, the intensity of her gaze, and the overwhelming sensation of her taking me fully—it was all too much, yet exactly what I craved. And as she continued to dominate me, I surrendered completely, lost in the powerful connection between us.
Leah’s movements became more deliberate, her hips driving the strap-on deeper into me with each thrust. Her confidence radiated in every motion, her dominance undeniable as her gaze bore into mine. She reached between her legs, her fingers finding her clit and circling it with the same precision she used to take control of my body.
“Oh, Brian,” she murmured, her voice thick with pleasure and teasing. “You’re so tight. You’re squeezing me perfectly. Do you feel how deep I am inside you? How much you’re giving yourself to me?”
I groaned, the sensation of her dildo pressing against my prostate sending electric waves of pleasure through my body. Her fingers quickened against her clit, her moans rising in pitch as she chased her climax. The sight of her—dominant, powerful, and lost in her own pleasure—was almost too much to bear.
“You’re doing so well,” she gasped, her voice trembling as her body tensed. “Taking me like this, letting me own you completely. You’re mine, Brian. All mine.”
Her words sent a shiver through me, my own arousal building to an unbearable peak as she pushed me closer and closer to the edge. Leah’s moans grew louder, her hips grinding against me as she came, her orgasm shaking her entire body. The rhythmic contractions of her pleasure seemed to intensify her thrusts, driving the dildo even harder into me, perfectly stimulating my prostate.
Her head tilted back, her cries of pleasure filling the room as her fingers pressed harder against her clit. “Oh God, Brian,” she cried, her voice breaking as the waves of her climax washed over her. “I can feel how much you love this. How much you love being mine.”
The combination of her words, the overwhelming sensation of my prostate being stimulated, and the sheer intimacy of the moment pushed me past the point of no return. My body tensed, my hands clutching at the sheets as my own orgasm exploded through me.
I cried out as thick ropes of cum shot from me, each pulse more powerful than the last. My release covered my belly, my chest, even my face as I shook beneath her, completely overwhelmed by the intensity of my climax. The room seemed to spin, my vision blurring as wave after wave of pleasure wracked my body.
Leah leaned over me, her hands braced on either side of my head as she smiled down at me, her breath still coming in ragged gasps. “Look at you,” she murmured, her tone soft but teasing. “You came so hard, baby. I knew you’d love this.”
I nodded weakly, unable to form words as the aftershocks of my orgasm left me trembling. Leah leaned down, kissing me deeply, her lips warm and tender against mine. “You’re amazing, Brian,” she whispered, her voice filled with affection. “Thank you for trusting me.”
As she withdrew the strap-on and settled beside me, her arms wrapped around me, I realized just how deeply we had connected tonight. This wasn’t just about dominance or submission—it was about trust, love, and exploring our boundaries together. And in that moment, I knew I was hers completely.
Leah leaned down, her lips finding mine in a deep, passionate kiss, her breath still ragged from her own release. The intimacy of the moment was overwhelming, her soft hands cupping my face as her tongue teased mine, her dominance shifting into something tender and loving.
As she pulled back slightly, her eyes sparkled with mischief. Without hesitation, she leaned in and licked the streaks of cum from my cheek, her tongue slow and deliberate. I shivered at the sensation, my breath catching in my throat as she kissed me again, her lips parting to share the taste with me. Her tongue pressed against mine, the mixture of my own release and her affection making my head spin.
“You taste so good,” she whispered, her voice low and teasing as she pulled away. Her kisses trailed down my neck, soft and wet, her lips leaving a warm path as she moved lower. “But I’m not done with you yet, Brian. Not even close.”
Her kisses continued downward, her tongue flicking over my collarbone before she moved to my chest. She licked and slurped up the cum that streaked my skin, her sounds of satisfaction adding to the intimate intensity of the moment. I moaned softly as her tongue traced over my stomach, each touch a reminder of her complete control.
Leah’s hands rested on my hips as she worked her way lower, her movements slow and deliberate. When she reached my semi-hard cock, she paused, her gaze lifting to meet mine, her expression a mix of affection and playful dominance.
“Still ready for me,” she murmured, her breath warm against my sensitive skin. “You’re so perfect, Brian. Always so eager for me.”
Her lips parted, and she took me into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head of my cock with expert precision. I gasped, my body trembling as the warmth of her mouth enveloped me. She sucked gently, her tongue pressing against the sensitive underside as her hand cupped my balls, her touch both firm and tender.
“Leah,” I groaned, my voice trembling as she began to move, her mouth sliding down my length before pulling back, her tongue never losing contact. She set a slow, deliberate rhythm, each movement designed to drive me closer to the edge again.
Her gaze never left mine as she worked, her lips and tongue bringing me to full hardness once more. Every flick of her tongue, every swirl of her lips was a reminder of her dominance, her love, and the connection we shared.
“You’re mine, Brian,” she murmured, pulling back briefly to let her words sink in. “Every inch of you belongs to me.”
I nodded, completely captivated by her as she took me back into her mouth, her movements growing more confident, more purposeful. The vulnerability and intimacy of the moment were almost too much to bear, but I surrendered to her completely, letting her guide me wherever she wanted to take me.
Leah lifted her head from my lap, her lips glistening as she smiled down at me. Her expression was equal parts affection and playful mischief, her confidence radiating as she climbed up onto my hips. Her hand reached between us, guiding me to her slick entrance as she positioned herself, her knees pressing into the bed on either side of me.
“You’ve been waiting for this, haven’t you?” she teased, her voice low and sultry as she slowly sank down onto me, her warmth enveloping me inch by inch. “Over a week… you’ve been so patient, Brian. Such a good boy for me.”
I groaned, my hands instinctively finding her hips as she took all of me, her body fitting perfectly against mine. The intensity of the moment left me breathless, the ache of the week-long denial only making the sensation sharper, more consuming.
Leah’s grin widened, her hands braced on my chest as she began to move, her hips rolling in slow, deliberate circles. “I can feel how hard you are,” she murmured, her tone both teasing and affectionate. “It’s like you couldn’t wait another second. You’ve been so good, waiting for me to decide when you’d get this.”
Her words sent a shiver through me, the vulnerability of the moment making every touch, every word feel even more powerful. “I have,” I admitted, my voice trembling. “I’ve wanted you so badly, Leah.”
She leaned down, her lips brushing against mine in a soft, teasing kiss. “And now you’ve got me,” she whispered. “But remember, Brian, this isn’t just for you. This is about us—about what I want, too.”
Her hips quickened slightly, her movements becoming more deliberate as her confidence grew. “You like this, don’t you?” she asked, her voice filled with playful dominance. “You like knowing that I’m in control, that I decide when and how this happens.”
I nodded, my hands tightening on her hips as I struggled to hold back, her words making it nearly impossible. “I love it,” I groaned. “I love you.”
Leah’s smile softened for a moment, a glimmer of tenderness shining through her teasing. “I love you too, Brian,” she said, her voice steady. “And I love this. I love discovering this part of us—this part of me.”
Her hips moved faster now, her pace steady and commanding as she continued to ride me. “I never thought I’d enjoy this so much,” she confessed, her tone thoughtful yet teasing. “Having this power, this control… it’s intoxicating. And you, my love, make it so easy. You’re perfect for me.”
Her words sent a wave of heat through me, her dominance filling me with a sense of surrender and arousal so intense it felt like my body might break apart. Leah noticed, her grin returning as she leaned down, her lips brushing against my ear.
“Don’t hold back,” she whispered, her voice a mixture of command and affection. “Let go for me, Brian. I want to see how much you love this.”
Her pace quickened, the sound of our bodies moving together filling the room as I gave myself over to her completely. This was Leah at her most powerful, her most confident—and I couldn’t imagine being anywhere else but here, under her, fully hers.
Leah’s movements slowed for a moment, her hips grinding in deliberate circles as she leaned down to rest her hands on my chest. Her mischievous smile returned, her eyes sparkling as she looked down at me.
“You know,” she murmured, her voice teasing and full of playfulness, “it’s funny how tonight worked out. Both of us ended up getting fucked in the ass, didn’t we?”
My face flushed with embarrassment and arousal at her words, my body reacting instantly to the deliberate provocation. She laughed softly, the sound low and sultry, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on my chest. “What’s the matter, baby?” she continued, her tone light but commanding. “Does that thought make you shy? Or does it turn you on?”
“Leah,” I groaned, my hands tightening on her hips as her words sent a shiver through me. “You’re impossible.”
“Oh, I know,” she teased, her grin widening as she moved her hips again, sliding up and down my length with practiced ease. “But you love it, don’t you? You love knowing that tonight, we both gave in. We both surrendered. And it was amazing.”
She straightened her back, her hands sliding to her own thighs as she continued to ride me, her pace slow and deliberate. “You took it so beautifully, Brian,” she said, her voice dripping with affection and dominance. “Seeing you like that… so vulnerable, so open for me. It was one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen.”
I moaned softly, her words and movements driving me closer to the edge. Leah leaned forward again, her lips brushing against my ear as her hips quickened. “And you loved watching me too, didn’t you?” she whispered, her breath warm and teasing. “Watching Andre take me like that while you waited, so eager, so hard, so ready for whatever I wanted.”
“Yes,” I gasped, unable to hold back as she pushed me further. “I loved it, Leah. I love you.”
She kissed me deeply, her tongue teasing mine as her hips moved faster, her body pressing against mine. When she pulled back, her smile was equal parts loving and wicked. “Good,” she said softly. “Because this is just the beginning, baby. There’s so much more I want to explore with you.”
Her words were a promise, a declaration of the depth of our connection and the trust we shared. And as she continued to take me, her dominance and affection entwined, I knew I would follow her anywhere, surrendering completely to the love and passion that bound us together.
Leah’s movements grew more deliberate, her hips rolling in a steady rhythm as she leaned closer, her body pressing against mine. Her hands braced on my chest, her fingers digging into my skin as she found the perfect angle, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through both of us. Her breath was ragged, her moans filling the room as her pace quickened.
“You’re so close, aren’t you, baby?” she teased, her voice trembling with her own arousal. “I can feel you, every inch of you, throbbing inside me. You’ve been holding back so long, waiting for this moment.”
I groaned, my hands gripping her hips tightly as her words pushed me closer to the edge. “Leah,” I gasped, my voice trembling. “I can’t—”
“Oh, you will,” she interrupted, her tone a mix of dominance and affection. “You’ll come with me. I want to feel you let go completely, Brian. You’ve earned this.”
Her pace quickened further, her movements growing more desperate as she chased her own release. Her eyes locked onto mine, her smile turning mischievous as she leaned down, her lips brushing against my ear.
“Do you think about it, Brian?” she whispered, her voice low and teasing. “Do you think about licking Andre’s cum from me, every time I let him take me? About tasting him on me, about cleaning me up after he fills me?”
Her words sent a shiver through me, the combination of shame and arousal overwhelming as my body tensed beneath her. “Leah,” I groaned again, my voice breaking as her hips slammed down against me, her movements growing more erratic.
“You love it, don’t you?” she continued, her tone relentless as her breathing hitched. “You love knowing that I’m his for those moments—and then I’m yours to worship. That every time, you get to taste him, to taste us, and to show me how much you love being mine.”
Her words were the final push I needed. My body tensed, my hands gripping her hips as I cried out, my release exploding through me. Thick ropes of cum spilled from me, coating her insides as my body shook with the force of my orgasm. Leah moaned loudly, her head tilting back as her own climax hit, her walls clenching around me as she shuddered in ecstasy.
She collapsed against my chest, her breathing heavy, her body trembling as we both came down from the intensity of the moment. Her lips found mine in a soft, lingering kiss, her hands stroking my face gently as she smiled down at me.
“You’re incredible, Brian,” she murmured, her voice filled with affection and satisfaction. “I love you.”
“I love you too, Leah,” I whispered, my voice steady despite the overwhelming emotions coursing through me.
In that moment, I knew we had crossed into uncharted territory, exploring parts of ourselves and our relationship that made us stronger, more connected. And I was ready for whatever came next, so long as it was with her.
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