“I love you,” she softly whispered while he slept. He heard nothing as he lay beside her sleeping. It was the quiet moments like these that she treasured most; the rhythmic sound of his breathing and the rise and fall of his chest. She pressed her finger to her lips and then touched his before draping her arm over his chest.
Their naked bodies shimmered in the moonlight of the hot summer night. As she lay beside him, her mind drifted back to just a few hours earlier and the passion they shared. With her other hand she caressed her nipple where the clamp had so sweetly tortured her tender flesh.
Her mind raced as she relived the details of his hand on her flesh and she felt herself becoming aroused again. Her buttocks were still warm and stung a bit from the spanking she received over his knee. He was a master at making her wince with pain, and yet crave the sting of his hand even more. When they first met, she found the thought of lying naked across his lap appalling. Now, she takes solace and comfort in the affirmation of his touch. Pain and pleasure, two contrasting sensations, yet when combined, take her to places she never before knew existed.
She slid her hand down his torso and her fingers trailed slowly through the patch of hair below his navel. She caressed his shaft and watched in awe as it slowly awakened to her touch. She sat upright before leaning down and kissing the tip. She knew her liberty was pushing a boundary, but her desire for him was too great to consider the possible consequences of her actions.
She parted her lips and felt the head of his shaft slide past her teeth and over her tongue. She paused when she felt it press against the back of her mouth. She took a breath and swallowed, allowing his girth stretch the back of her throat.
Her eyes began to water as she bathed his shaft with her tongue. She savored the taste of the remnants of their earlier union and cupped him in her palm. She slowly pulled back and caught her breath before swallowing again. Her mind raced as he began to stir. His cock, now fully erect, throbbed as she swallowed it again and again.
He ran his fingers through her hair and guided her head up and down while she worshiped him. She closed her eyes and concentrated on his touch. She was disappointed when he pulled her off and then upwards, but her disappointment faded as he pulled her on top of him and kissed her hungrily.
She reached between them and gripped his shaft firmly, begging him with her eyes for permission to take him inside her. He placed his hands on her hips and pushed her downward and she closed her eyes and gasped as she felt his girth stretch her again.
She rode him slowly at first, allowing herself to become acclimated to his rhythm. She cupped her breasts and squeezed her nipples while arching her back and rocking back and forth. His grip on her thighs was strong and steady. She bit her lip when she felt him throb and knew that he was close. His fingers dug into her tender flesh as he planted his seed deep in her womb again. She collapsed on top of him as her own orgasm soon subsided and she kissed his chest and neck.
“I love you,” she softly whispered as she closed her eyes. Soon, sleep would come to take them both.
