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I’ve waited a decade for you. If you think I’m letting you go because your kinks aren’t my kinks and mine aren’t yours, you’re delirious. Tell me you understand.”
What happened in the elevator happened because we thought we were dying, but we’re not dying anymore, kitten. It’s time to live.”
“No panties, Bri? Beautiful little slut. Were you wet for me down there in your office?”
“My good little slut. Always happier with a cock in your mouth, aren’t you?” he growled. “More. Take more.”
“And you’re still on board with the endgame we discussed, right? I make my good girl come until she falls asleep then breed her sleeping body?”
“Do you hear that, Briella? Do you hear my come? My little slut loves it, doesn’t she? Such a good girl, so needy to be filled up.”
I wanted her to wake up on her own with my come dripping down her thighs and reminding her that she belonged to me, that she was mine, and to know that she couldn’t escape me even in sleep.
I see a responsive, perfectly submissive, gorgeous, beautiful little slave.”
“I see something that’s mine,” he continued. “Mine to break, mine to fix, mine to love. Mine to bruise and kiss and praise and degrade and own.”
I can do this for her, I can be this for her. Thou shall not kill, thou shall not gouge someone’s eyes out for looking at her, thou shall not ... fuck it. I’ll do what the moment demands.
My good girl isn’t allowed to have a bad day, so cheer up and take care of yourself until I can take care of you tonight.”
“My rules are simple, Briella. One glass of water for every time you come to ensure you stay hydrated, you allow me five kisses to any spot on your gorgeous body that I slap to ensure you remember that I’ll always take care of you, and degradation is paid for with praise from me and self-praise from you to ensure you stay in the right headspace and always remember how special you are. Why did you forget?”
You take all the weight off my shoulders, and you call me a good girl for it.
“Good. Then let me break you, kitten. Open wide.”
“Mouth feels like heaven, Briella. You look so good down there on your knees for me. Suck just a little and then stay still,” he commanded. “Be my good girl.”
Tell me. I need to hear my good little whore say she wants to have her pussy wrecked by a machine.”
My good little slut doesn’t care what’s stuffing her full, does she? She just loves to be filled.”
She wasn’t just a queen, she was a goddess, my own personal gift from whatever Heaven favored bastards like me ... and if it was within my power at all, I’d never let her forget that. Not ever.
“I love you. I love you, Harrison, and you don’t have to say it back yet because I know in the scheme of things we haven’t been together that long and have hardly been on dates like other couples. But I know what I feel, and because of what we share, I know it’s real and raw and everything I should be scared to feel, but I do. I love you.”
I really don’t spoil you. I treat you exactly the same way that every man should treat their partner, especially when their partner is such a good girl.”
I still need you to be the feisty, fiery woman who drove me insane for a decade. I want days where I can be soft with you and let you be a brat without feeling the need to punish you. And sometimes, I just want to have regular, boring old sex with you because I can’t keep my damn hands off of you.
