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I held Sharon in place, letting her milk my cock as I came. When I moved my hips back, my cock sliding out of her mouth, she almost fell forward, her hands resting on my thighs as she fought to keep her balance. She still had her stilettos on. In the moonlight, she looked beautiful even with her smeared mascara and dribble and cum running down herchin.

“Are you okay?” I asked when I finally caught my breath. A part of me couldn’t believe what I’d just done, at how roughly I treated her, making her pay for someone else. But there was no safe word, not a sign of refusal or rejection.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Are yousure?”

She nodded. “Thank you, Sir.”

I brought my hand to her face, my fingers curling under her chin. I traced my thumb along her cheekbones and her upper lip. Her lips parted and she took my thumb in her mouth and she sucked.

As Sharon kept her gaze on me, I saw something I’d never seen on anyone else before. It was in her eyes and the way she gave herself completely to me. Gratitude–even if I’d just fucked her mouth without any tenderness, with no promise of release for her. Gratitude for being my submissive and accepting her punishment. Gratitude for beingmine.

As I helped her up to her feet and pulled her to me, I promised myself not to be as hard on her next time. Still, everything about her made me feel things I hadn’t felt in a longtime.

Wanted.

Needed.

Normal.

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