“I want you.” A swift plunge followed her declaration, filling her completely. “I need you,” she whispered against his ear as he withdrew with a nip on one nipple that zinged straight down between her spread legs. The chair creaked as he set up a vigorous rhythm and fucked her with a variety of short, fast jabs and longer, slower thrusts. Dax’s grunts mingled with Krista’s mewls of increasing pleasure, his rigorous assault tossing her into mindless depths of ecstasy that threatened her sanity. Her inner muscles contracted around the pummeling invasions, her groans turning to whimpers before expelling on soft cries when small pulses started up against her clit as he drove into her over and over. “Oh, God, Master, I love you,” she breathed through the swirling sensations.
Dax came in a torrential rush, Krista’s revelation pulling his orgasm from his balls to fill her convulsing pussy. Sensation ripped through him as she bathed his flesh with her slick, hot come. He had to wait for his overwhelmed senses to clear before he could get the words out himself.
“It’s always been you, Krista,” he panted into her ear, slowing his thrusts and savoring the pleasure of just snuggling inside her. “You have to know how much I love you.”
When he could finally breathe again, he pulled back, rid himself of the extra phallus then released her bonds. He wanted nothing more than to scoop her up when she fell against him, but not before he made his intentions clear. “I’m glad you quit. Now you can work for me, as my personal, first scrub.”
“I can?”
“Yes. And you’re going to rent out your house and come live with me as my submissive.”
“I am?”
Dax smiled down at her bemused but accepting expression. “Yes. And when you’re ready, you will be my wife.”
Going up on her toes, she whispered against his mouth, “Yes, I will.”
Satisfaction filled him as he kissed her, but there was one thing he needed to know before they left. Squeezing her, he asked, “What changed your mind, Krista? About what I did?”
Leaning back, she gazed up at him with the same sated, content expression that had first ensnared him, and he fell in love all over again. “Come home with me. There’s something I want to show you.”
The End