He wanted me to know that even my scars were beautiful. Because they were part of who I was. That was what he told me. The first time he made love to me after he discovered them, and every time since, he had drilled into me that though they were part of my story, they didn’t define who I was. They weren’t the sum of my worth.
I was more than the life that I had lived.
His tongue licked at the scars, making his way toward my center. He pulled my panties to the side and swiped his tongue through the slick wetness that had gathered there.
I fell back on my elbows, my head hitting the mirror behind me, and his head popped up.
“You okay?”
I shook my head. “No, go back to what you were doing.”
“Did you hurt your head?” He tried to stand, and I squeezed my knees together, holding him in place.
“If you leave me like this, I will cut off your dick,” I growled.
He snickered at my words and stood anyway, bringing my legs with him.
“Noooo, get back down there and lick my pussy.”
“Baby, I need to make sure you didn’t hurt yourself.”
“I will be fucking fine when your tongue is back in my pussy.”
He leaned in and kissed me. There were trace amounts of my flavor on his tongue as he battled with mine. His fingers toyed with my clit before plunging inside me. When I growled again, he finally pulled back and dropped to his knees. Laughing again when I let out a long, shattered sigh.
He added a second finger as he latched onto my clit, sucking it between his lips while his tongue flicked over it. My breathingstuttered. My body tensed, and I grabbed his hair, desperate to hang on to something as I floated higher and higher.
He sped up his ministrations, his fingers fucking me relentlessly as he licked and lapped at me.
“Come on my fingers, Rose.” His voice was harsh in its demand. My body reacted to the deep vibrations his words caused against my center, and before I knew what was happening, I exploded.
My scream was loud. I gave no thought to the fact that others would hear us on the other side of the door. In that moment, I didn’t care if the whole goddamn town heard us.
“Fuck, that’s hot.” His words washed over me, and I shivered as he stood. I couldn’t open my eyes. My body was spent. I needed a nap, and this was as good a place as any.
The sound of the snap on his jeans made me smile. I peeked one eye open and asked, “My turn?”
“Fuck, no. I’m not done yet.” He pulled his hard cock from his jeans, and I marveled at him. Licking my lips, I reached between my legs and grabbed him. He swatted my hand away, and I smiled. He was so pushy sometimes, but I loved it.
“Play with your tits while I fuck your wet cunt.”
I reached up and pinched my nipples. They were so sensitive, and I wondered for the first time about nipple clamps. Then I wondered about toys. I had a vibrator. Not that I had used it since coming to the clubhouse. But I wondered what Cash thought about toys.
“How do you feel about toys?”
His head snapped up so fast I thought he’d get whiplash. His smile was predatory as he shoved himself inside me. I screamed out again as my back arched into him.
“Baby, we can go shopping tomorrow. A trip to Denver, and I’ll buy you anything you want.”
I guess that answered my question. He rammed his hard as steel cock in and out as he held my ankles up. My head hit the mirror again, and I moaned.
“Shit,” he gasped and released my ankles, laying them against his chest. He grabbed my thighs and held me in place as he fucked me hard and fast. That was when I knew my pleasure, my safety, would always be his priority.
He lifted me from the counter, and I grabbed his shoulders, trying to hold on. He held my hips and lifted me up, then pushed me down on him over and over.
“Squeeze my dick, Rosie. Make me come.”
His dirty words, his command, they did something inside me. They hit my heart. He wasn’t demanding that I do what he said. Though he could tell me what to do for the rest of my life and I would obey almost without question. But no, he was again giving me the control. The authority over his own release. He trusted me the way I trusted him and that had the power to destroy me in the best possible way.
