I nod, but don't say anything. I enjoy taking control and while I know we're complete equals outside the bedroom, in terms of sex, I'll be the one to decide when and where and how.
Suits me perfectly.
Some women just want to give up control during sex so they can do things they never imagined doing before. They want and need the license to feel pleasure in ways they think might be too dirty or risqué.
I'm the kind of man who likes to take them there.
India in particular.
The thought of having India under my control sexually makes me semi-hard again, a pleasant throb in my dick.
"Looks like I'm going to have to fuck you again," I say, and press my now-thickening erection against her belly.
So I do.
"I don't know if I can come again," she says in meek protest.
"Okay," I say. "Let me use your body. I want to."
"Please do. How do you want me?" she asks, pleased to be ordered around.
"On your hands and knees."
She complies, and I rub her buttocks before sliding on another condom, then I fuck her from behind like I promised. But that's not enough for me. I want her to come again too.
After a considerable number of position changes, sucking her nipples and clit again, and after fucking her in every possible position, she cries out with pleasure once more and I'm right there behind her, grunting like an animal when I come, my pleasure so intense that I can barely see.
She's mine.
Her body is mine. Her cunt is mine. Her pussy is mine. If she thought she could go back to the way we were before I kissed her that night after her bad date with Pencil Neck she was wrong.
We can't ever go back.
After we've both recovered sufficiently, I remove my condom, and this time, I lie back on top of her and I'm exhausted. I really have no more strength after my run and fucking her twice.
"I should get up," she says. "I need to pee."
"You're staying the night," I say and it's not a request. It's an order.
"Maybe I better not," she replies. "I'm going to see my mom tomorrow morning for breakfast early."
"Nope," I say and hold her down when she squirms. "You said I could be in control and fuck you when and where I want, and I want to fuck you first thing in the morning. You have to stay."
"Jon," she says, but she's smiling and I know she doesn't really want to leave.
"India," I say back. "You promised me anytime and anywhere. I want to eat you until you come at least once in the morning, and then I want to fuck you until you come again. How does that sound?"
She closes her eyes. "It sounds wonderful, but now, I have to pee."
Finally, I let her up and she goes to the bathroom. When she returns, we embrace and lie in the darkness.
With thoughts of her coming under my tongue, I fall asleep, my arms around her body.
Chapter 15
INDIA
Jon comes through on his promise.