“It’s alright.” His voice’s a soothing timber against my skin. “You can take it, sweetheart.” And maybe it’s because he’s still eliciting shocks of pleasure with his mouth, or maybe it’s because I don’t want to disappoint him, so I do. Warmth sparks as my core slowly stretches around the second finger, building inside me like a pressure cooker. “Look at you,” he hums. “You’re such a good girl for me.”
So glad to know that my earlier suspicion that he was a soft dom was, in fact, correct 🫠🦋🦋🦋💗💗💗💗💗💗💗
