I didn’t even care what I was saying yes to.
My body was on fire, my core so filled by him that something inside of me felt complete. Like this was how it was supposed to be. The leather straps wrapped around my body, keeping me from moving or touching him only heightened my sense of pleasure. I was completely at the mercy of this strong, virile man, and I loved it. I didn’t understand it, but I loved it.
He pounded into me as fast and as hard as he could until his body began to shake with the effort. I saw his shoulders tense and his face contort into a pleasure so exquisite it was nearly pain.
With a roar of victory, he spilled himself inside of me once again. I felt spurt after spurt of hot liquid fill my insides, his hips pressed tightly against mine as his member twitched inside of
