Yum.
You gave me a ring
I gave you a bracelet
You are my man
I am your girl
Lest we forget when we play away
That silent sense of content after an orgasm.
You ordered me to go on all fours, undid your belt and whipped me.
You crushed me with the weight of your body. I thought about how you always feel vulnerable with just the use of one arm and understood why you are so dominant in bed.
I thought of your cock while sucking on the life savers you gave me for my journey back. It made them taste even better.
We woke up. You pinched my nipple. It still hurt from the night before and it still hurts a bit now.
Your hard on was so persistent that you didn’t bother taking off my coat. You threw me on the bed, took off my trousers and knickers and entered me brutally, like a beast. You fucked me hard and your orgasm felt like an explosion inside me.
You left hardly any marks this time but it doesn’t mean my body doesn’t feel the little strains you inflicted on it. Moving my neck makes me smile, little shots of sharp pain go through me from your biting. I knew I liked being bitten but the orgasms that followed your bites were more intense than ever.
That is what you are.