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I’m not subtle about it. And I pursue it with all the determination and ambition of a cat chasing a laser pointer.
It wasn’t some Disney fairytale shit. It wasn’t a “’til death do us part” loving gaze with rainbows and singing wildlife surrounding us in a haze of pastel colors. It was an “I wanna fuck you until you can’t sit comfortably for a week” kind of eye-fucking.
Every time he lifts his glass, his muscles ripple. The very definition of arm porn. Dude works out. Probably multiple times daily, and if he wanted to pick me up and put me down for back to back sets of reps, I’d let him. What can I say? I’m a giver.
“A good dom’s world often revolves around his submissive. Knowing she is properly cared for starts with her caring for herself.”
“I figured I’d do the stereotypical guy against your butt helping you aim thing. Skip the mansplaining and go straight to the man-doing.”
I was right, Thor’s hammer isn’t a micro-hammer. Thank you God. I knew she wouldn’t let me down.
She’s captivating. If I had the honor, I’d worship her like the queen she very clearly is.
“This isn’t over.” I damn near growl in her ear. Glancing at the graveyard of margarita glasses on their table, I hedge my bets. “But if you want a good fucking tonight, Addison. I suggest you slow down on the tequila.”
“I’m here with my girlfriends, lover boy. If you think I’m deserting my squad for some—albeit fine—dick, you don’t know the first thing about me. My girls will always come first.”
“Just how adventurous are you planning to get with me, Thor?” “Just how adventurous do you want me to get with you, Addison?”
“My main role as a dominant is to make sure my submissive is sexually fulfilled and taken care of. Maybe that’s part of my aftercare, taking care of you. In fact, maybe I just want you to lie back and take whatever I want to give you without expectation of reciprocation. Did you consider that?”
I shoot off a text to Sub Club telling them that project “Mount the God” is a go, and that if I disappear tonight, never to be heard from again, don’t avenge me. Let Thor keep living his sexy god lifestyle, killing women with ass smacks and countless orgasms. If I’m gonna die, that’s how I want to go.
This man is orgasm Satan. He’s going to make me come until I die and join him in the underworld.
“Check in.” He rubs his thumb on my clit as he lifts his head to ask me how I’m doing. “I can see sound.”
“Green.” “You sure?” Nope. I’m pretty sure he’s sucking my soul out of my clit piece by precious piece. Am I gifting my soul to the orgasm devil? Sure feels like it.
I hate how much sympathy is in Addison’s eyes. I’m not used to being the one needing to be taken care of, and I don’t like it. Control. That’s my thing.
I chuckle. “Do I care that my neighbors might see me fucking a stunning woman?” I shake my head, adding another bite to the line of her shoulder as I shuck her yoga pants down over her hips. “I hope they do. I hope they see me fucking you and are jealous as fuck. I hope Harold—the husband—sees me balls deep inside you, can’t contain himself, and goes and dicks his wife Julie.”
“What’s the matter, kitten?” I’m going to draw blood from my lip from how hard I’m biting down on it so as not to wake the sleeping child across the hall. “Please.” “Please what, pretty girl?” “Please...” “You’re going to need to use your words, Addison.” I don’t think I can. I don’t have any words left, they’ve all trickled out my pussy. There is only demanding need. His thumb slowly circles my clit, keeping me right at the edge. “You’ve been such a good girl, Addison. Tell me what you need.” “Come. I need...” The breathless words tumble from my lips before he sweeps his tongue through my
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He’s going to die, he’s going to suffocate himself and the medical examiner is going to find his entire face blocked up with cum. The man’s unhinged.
You sit on a throne of lies Addison. You also sat on him, and used his peen like your personal joy-stick.
She needs to know she’s wanted for her, not for what she can do for me and my kid.
“I’m a nice guy, Addison, but don’t fuck with me. I’m still a dominant, and I’ll still assert myself over you.”
My curls are stuck to my face, I have no bonnet on, and another quick pat of my chest confirms I’m naked. There’s also a trail of drool from the corner of my mouth. Fuck. So hot.
