by Sky Corgan
Eventually, he tired, and I found myself having to take the reigns, though the position was too awkward for me to accomplish much. Seeing my struggle, it was time to switch again, and I end up on my hands and knees taking it doggy style. The bed screamed defiantly beneath us as Damien rocked almost violently behind me. Delicious heat and soreness were building up in my pussy, and I wondered how much more I could take before I had to tell him to stop.
Damien's breathing was erratic, and for a moment, I thought he was about to blow. That's when he stopped and turned me around, getting in a position that would finish us both. I knew the look in his eyes—knew his intentions.
Just the sight of him moving on top of me was enough to make me lose it. With me on my back and him between my legs, I could see all of him, the pleasured expression on his face, the way his muscles tensed and contracted, the slightest glimpse of his cock as it slid in and out of my moist pussy, a sheen of sweat glowing on his gorgeous body, and of course, dozens of dots of red candle wax.
When I warned him this time, Damien didn't stop me. Almost the second my contractions began, he was pulling out, shooting a stream of seed onto my stomach and chest. I panted, rushing a hand between my legs to milk out the last few earth-shattering contractions while he squeezed his own orgasm from his cock. The moment was so in sync that it reminded me of a sexual duet.
Damien licked his lips, breathing heavily, and I stared up at him in admiration—in love. Now that the fun was over, I just wanted to be in his arms—to have him beside me. In a normal relationship, this would be cuddle time. But in Damien Reed's world, it was shower time.
I sank back into my submissive role as we went to bathe, remembering the steps I must take when shampooing his hair. There was no shower sex. No more warmth or romance or excitement. It was just a shower.
Damien Reed ran hot and cold. Even now, after we had been together for so long—after I professed my love for him. I still had no idea if he loved me or not, but sometimes, I felt like he went out of his way not to show it. Like now.
For a while, everything had been perfect. We had felt like equals, the way a man and woman should. After the wax play was over, we had shelved our BDSM roles for an hour of pure uninhibited passion. I had loved it. Had he? Or had he only done it to please me?
And then the thought returned to me. Maybe I shouldn't be a submissive after all.
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