Page 119 of Her Sloth

Pulsating waves contract around my fingers. She is so close to coming.

“And when you have made me come,” I whisper. “I will strap in. You get to pick the size, because you’ve been such a good pet.”

“Yes,” she breathes out.

“You will kneel,” I continue. I am so turned on at this point I roll my own hips, my core burning in anticipation as I see the images right in front of my inner eye. “I will grasp your face so you can’t escape. I’ll fuck your mouth, deepthroat you until you choke. And then you’ll tell me to stop. You’ll tell me to stop because you need a release⁠—“

“I do,” she breathes out, her hand grasping around the metal of the letter behind her as she holds herself to it.

“You will sit on me, and I am going to fuck you with the strap,” I say. “I will fuck you because you are so fucking hot and I can’t keep myself in check anymore.”

“Yes, fuck me,” she breathes out. “I need you to fuck me.”

My mind is turned off entirely at this point, because I am fucking her with my fingers as she commands me.

“I’ll do whatever you want, pet,” I whisper. “I’ll fuck you. I’ll please you. I’ll tell you what a good pet you are. But most of all, I will make you scream my name as you come.”

I watch her let go.

An epic view I will never forget as she lets go of her restraints.

“Come for me now, pet.”

Her core clenches around my fingers.

Her back arches as she breaks free.

A single, deep moan as the orgasm rolls through her.

I stop my movement.

Let her ride out the orgasm.

I lean back and simply watch her, arched against the L of the Hollywood sign, moonlight shimmering on her skin.

“Fuck me, that was fucking mindblowing,” she says after a while, coming back to reality.

“Uh-huh,” I say, grinning.

She leans towards me.

Kisses me.

“You better stop me,” she tells me as she brings the kiss to an end and stands up to open her pants. “Because if you don’t, I’m gonna sit on your face.”

“All yours,” I say and lie down, because there is no way in hell I am going to stop her.

She removes her pants and shoes and climbs onto me.

Hesitantly, apparently realizing what she is doing and that her mouth was once more faster than her thoughts.

“Sit down properly,” I tell her, and pull her onto me. I love taking on the lead with her. It’s so liberating.

Her scent washes over me.

Her taste on my lips and tongue⁠—

Holy shit.