Page 174 of Lau Ahi
“Tell me you don’t want this.” Even as I asked I was divesting both of us of our clothing and she was helping.
“I can’t.”
“At least now you’re being honest with yourself.”
I was thankful that she was wearing a skirt so when I lifted her up by the open halves of her shirt and pressed her against thewall it was easy for me to slide myself inside her. She made my work easier for me by wrapping her legs around my waist.
As tight as she was I didn’t hold back as I went inside her full force. Her moan was loud and she reached up to grip my hair, using it to hold on as I held her still and stroked her deep.
“What more do you need?” I punctuated each word with a thrust of my dick forcing her to cry out. My normal resolve to ease inside of her was gone. The careful way she would allow herself to adjust to me when she was in control was absent.
“What?”
I stopped moving and pressed forward allowing her to feel every inch of me burrowing deep inside of her. All of my weight pressed forward and my eyes closed overwhelmed by the warmth of her haven sheltering me. Home.
I slowly began to rotate my hips, her moans and the claws at my back encouraged me to keep going.
“What more do you need to understand how real this is for me? How many times do my eyes have to study your every move, my heart have to whisper your name or my mind memorize and anticipate your every want and desire before you realize how much I love you? There were two things in this world I never wanted: to have someone else determine my future or to be married. I defied myself to be with you because before I knew it was you, I knew it was you. There was no fear, no hesitation in doing something I’d been running away from my entire life. And that surprised even me. You settled right into my spirit with such ease that I can’t even tell you when it happened. But you still think this is a game?”
I nipped at her lip, my teeth pulling her flesh softly as the water beat against my back. Her firm thighs in my hands flexed as she leveraged her body to take me deeper as I continued to stroke her. She made the mistake of trying to take control and ease up but I wasn’t about to let that happen.
“Are you trying to take over? You still don’t trust me enough to be what you need?”
“Ori—” I lifted her off my dick the gasp at the loss echoing in the room. “Ori!”
I stripped off the rest of our clothing ignoring her outrage and tossed her over my shoulder. She hit me in the lower back like that would do shit. “Keep hitting me like that, Semira. Remember, these licks when I’m deep inside you beating that pussy up.”
I hit the button to stop the shower and made my way out of the steam-filled bathroom. The air wasn’t heavy with grief anymore; it was filled with lust from the floor-length windows behind her tub to the shower walls. She stopped fighting me because she knew it was pointless or because she knew I was serious about giving her back what she gave tenfold. Either way wouldn’t have mattered to me. Despite us both being wet, I walked us down the hall to the room I wanted to make this memory in.
I sat down on the leather sofa in the library thankful that the blanket had been spread out at some point so my bare ass wasn’t on this leather. I pulled Asha down to me, spreading her thighs over mine as I lowered her onto my dick. Her back was to my front, body beautifully splayed out and it was my turn to play. I gripped her neck like she was my cello as I stroked her deeply. Despite how we’d been going at it, she was still battling to fit me inside of her and I was thankful for the number of times I’d made her cum or else this wouldn’t have worked.
“Ori—”
I ignored her because she knew to tell me no or use our safe word if she wanted me to stop. What she was going to do was beg for mercy and I no longer had any for her right now.
“Hush. Your brain is still on, which means I haven’t done my job. You’re supposed to be mindless for me. How can I carryyour burdens when you haven’t released them yet? You can still form words so that means I haven’t succeeded. I take offense to that, Semira.”
I kissed the side of her neck as I thrust up to bury myself inside her. My eyes slid closed as I heard her gasp and I wrapped my arms around her chest with my fingers around her throat as my other hand toyed with her clit.
“Fuck! Why! Oh god, what are you doing?” Her hands were braced on the back and sides of the couch, since we were angled into the corner. Because of how wide my stance was her legs were useless, draped over mine unable to control any of her movements. The leather was going to be all scratched up but this was now going to be my new favorite place to read.
“I’m pleasing my girl. I’m showing her how good it can be for her when she lets me take the lead. Am I not making you feel good?”
“Yes!”
She didn’t even need to speak; the way her pussy squelched around my dick was enough of a sign that she’d released again. Her legs were trembling but I was enjoying this too much to show her any mercy at least not yet. My teeth grazed her shoulder as my hips thrust up repeatedly savoring the mess I was making as I pleasured her. Things with us had always been good but this time felt different. She didn’t have to work for this. I could provide her with the ability to release without her needing control. Her submission was an aphrodisiac and her enjoying letting me lead meant she felt safe with me. That realization was enough to make me cum even if I wasn’t balls deep inside her.
“Is Mistress ready to cum again?” I couldn’t help but smile as I licked her shoulder, as her hair was plastered to her back. She would probably cuss me out for teasing her later but for now shewas just nodding her head as she continued to pant and rotate her hips to match each thrust I was delivering to her.
“Please, I need to cum again please, Ori!”
She squeezed down around me and the pleading tone of her voice, the warmth of her around me and the vulnerability she was showing were my undoing. I held onto her throat tighter and began to pump into her faster, bracing her body against my chest as I continued to stimulate her clit. My fingers were slippery, a testament to the satisfaction she was feeling and I felt my head, the one on my shoulders and my dick swell with pride at the silentjob well doneher body was giving me.
“Mistress, you gonna take everything I give you?”
“Yes!”
“Fuck, Semira, you feel so good, shit!”
