Page 60 of Her Dom's Secret Past

“Damn you!”

“Tsk, tsk, naughty.”

I rammed her down hard on my cock. How could I explain how it?

That slick hot cunt was tight around my dick. It was as if that was where it belonged, velvety soft with tight slick walls that held me hard. As I slid back and forth, it was like this glove of sexy goodness that caressed my dick. Fucking her, letting her ride it. I wished I could keep it up all day but my own climax was close. I pushed her off and practically threw her onto the couch. Putting my right knee on the couch, I spread her legs wide. Then I shoved my penis in as hard and deep as I could. Those tits of hers were jiggling madly with each thrust.

Grunting, I pummeled her cunt.

No other way to explain it. I fucked her hard. She was gasping, “Yes,” and I gave it to her.

As soon as I knew my prick about to explode, I pushed in as far as I could and filled that glorious cunt. At the same time, I pinched her clit—that was all it took to have her screaming and writhing as she came.

Her cunt grabbed hold of my cock and wouldn’t let it go. Her muscles began contracting, pulsing as wave after wave of her climax shook her. Somehow, I managed to pull out and drop onto the couch beside her. I was fucking panting like an old man, but boy was I happy.

I pulled her close to me and she almost burrowed herself into my chest. We both breathed heavy, eyes closed. Finally, I could hear my heart return to a normal rhythm and my breathing at last was regular. She peeped up at me and grinned.

“I’ll have to be naughty more often.”

“Ana, I need to talk to you.”

“Oh, this sounds serious.”

“It is. I told you I like to be in control. I like to do things to you. I know what’s safe and what’s not. Well, we need to know exactly how far I can go. I never, ever want to hurt you. I never want to do something that you don’t like. I have to know your limits, and, Anabelle, this is important. I will never overstep those limits. You say ‘no’ to something and that’s it, completely off the table and never mentioned again.

“Do you understand? I will always respect the things you say and will never overstep that boundary.”

“I understand.”

“Can we talk about things?”

“I guess so.”

I could see she was embarrassed, but we need to both know each other’s “no-go” zones, our likes and dislikes.

“You already know I like to hit, and I like bondage. Like to have you tied up. Is that okay?”

“I…” She cleared her throat. “I like being hit. I never thought I would but…” I loved the way she bit her thumb as she tried to get her nervousness under control. “I love it. It’s weird because that first couple of smacks really hurt, but then I want more and more. It’s such a turn on.”

“Okay, then we can certainly keep that. What about when I bite down?”

“Same.”

“Ana, you’d be happy to try nipple clamps?”

She nodded. “What’s bondage? You mean when you tie my hands?”

“Yes, and more. Ana, you have no idea how sensuous the winding of strands of rope around your body can be. As the coils tighten, it actually sends you into another world. And before you ask, yes, I’ve had it done to me. There is nothing I would do to you that I haven’t experienced.”

“Why? I mean if you like to be in control, why let someone do those things to you?”

“I think it would be disrespectful of me to want to do something to you that I’ve never experienced. For me, I have to know what it feels like so I know how far I can go with that.”

“You’re talking aboutDoms, aren’t you? That’s actually what you are.”

“Yes, as I told you from the beginning. I’ve always wanted control and being a Dom is just a natural progression.”

“I…” She regarded the ceiling then stared into my face. “I can’t hand over control to you, John.”

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