Page 206 of Made Better Together

Under his complete control. I try to maintain a balance so I don’t change the angle, because it feels so damn good to have him claim me this way.

My mind empties of anything except the way he’s stuffing me full and building pleasure through my clit. The skin-on-skin sounds as he starts rapidly pumping in and out of me, the only noise I hear. His finger doesn’t stop moving either, and I can feel myself get slicker as the euphoric feeling starts to crescendo.

“Sir…ohhhh.”

“My girl, so wet for me, so good.”

I explode a moment later, shaking against him as he keeps up his movement. His hand comes off my clit to hold me firmly in place as he hammers into me even harder. Fluttering around his cock, I feel him jerk, his hot cum flooding me.

“Rosy…you’re everything…” he cries, as he maintains his motions a few more times. Shooting more into me during his aftershocks.

Warm cum starts to drip out of me, even with his cock intact. I savor the feeling, as I start to wind down, and he holds himself firmly inside me. Joined together, as the last rattles of our climaxes hit.

When he finally pulls himself out, his fluid leaks down my leg. I can’t see what he’s looking at as he stands there, but a beat later, he drags a finger from my clit through my soaked pussy, up to my ass, circling my hole with our combined releases.

“One day I’d like to fuck you here too. We’ll have a conversation first.”

I’ve never done that, but I’m curious about it. “It’s on my list, though it would be my first time.”

“We’d go slow.” He drops his finger. “I can safely say no one has ever pleased me more, beauty.”

“Thank you, Sir.” His praise, the press of his large body, are more than enough reward.

He shifts back. “I’m taking the cuffs off, Rosy. Then I’m going to carry you to the shower.”

Feeling blissful, I stay in place until he comes into the kitchen and removes the cuffs. As we transition to aftercare, he brings me to the bathroom and soaps me down gently, everywhere.

After our shower, we cuddle in each other’s arms.

“I didn’t even plan any of that,” he admits.

“You’re getting good at improvising.”

“I have the perfect partner.” He kisses my nose.

I rub a hand across his arm. “There are probably more things we can do in the kitchen.”

He smiles. “I’m afraid the image of you tied to the cabinet will be the only thing I think about in that kitchen.”

I giggle. “Something worth remembering.”

“Pretty certain I will, forever,” he replies. “I love you. I love you so much.”

Now it’s me that kisses him, a firm peck on the lips. “Love you back.”

“We’re exactly what the other needed, aren’t we?” he says sweetly as I turn around and snuggle into his big spoon. “You couldn’t have designed it better in a lab.”

“I never imagined I’d find a love like this,” I confess, pulling his arm over me. “Thank you for taking such good care of me.”

“Anytime, Rosy. Every time.”

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