The orgasm swelled, sudden and inescapable. Alena arched her back, fingers wrapped around the chains binding ankle to wrist as a wave of pleasure crested and broke, pleasure flooding through her, powerful and elemental.
Alexander grabbed her hips, guiding her movements on his cock, which only prolonged her orgasm as he fucked into her pulsing body.
Then he groaned, head pressing back into the pillow, jaw clenched and fingers digging into her hips.
When the last wave of pleasure subsided, Alena collapsed forward on his chest.
They stayed like that, both panting, his cock buried inside her until it softened enough to slide out.
Alena fought back tears. Her time being his submissive was over. And now she had a job to do. When she started to sit up, Alexander wrapped his arms around her and kissed the top of her head.
She let the tears fall, and hoped he wouldn’t notice a little bit of extra moisture on his already sweat-slicked chest.