Fighting for it, TKO

I redouble licking you when you start fingering your clit around my tongue.


That pushes you over the edge again and then shove you off me, my hands finally getting purchase on your ass. You are still disoriented, mid climax, and I scramble up, grab the back of your corset in one hand and your hair in the other and drag you stumbling across the room to your dining room table. 

I toss you onto it, face down, ass up, still holding your hair, as the papers and books that inevitably accumulate there are scattered by your presence. You try for a grip on the hard wood but there's no traction. I know you want what's coming by how you position your legs, spread enough to have your heels on the floor and your ass in the air, Cuban heeled nylons to garters that frame you perfectly.

If I hadn't seen your smiling face earlier this would be the most beautiful thing I'd seen all night. 

I position my cock and slide into your thickly pulsing and drenched lips. You hiss "Yesssssssss!!!" As I'm finally in you. 

Pounding you. Taking you like you took me. Like you wanted. You are screaming "Harder! More!" I pull on your hair to keep you in place but you have nowhere to run. You just have to take and take and take and take. Feel

Me

In

You

And out of you with increasing speed. Your climax is hard and constant until you finally feel me lose myself in you. You scream and so do I. 

We fall to the floor in a tangle. Holding each other and panting and laughing. Kissing. 

I say bubble bath at the same second you say wine. We are not people to deny ourselves, so you run the water while I rescue the bottle. 

The collar fits tightly into place and with each twist the shaft drives deeper into the yielding flesh... Of the cork. The wine, of course. 

Once I open it and decant it with a careful pour I come back to you as you exit the bathroom, where the sound of running water, the mist of steam and the scent of lilacs tells me the bath is being run. 

I gaze upon you, awestruck, so beautiful, spent, giving, taking, exhausted and hungry. My fingers brush you cheek as I step in to kiss you softly and lovingly. You return the kiss almost shyly -insane given what happened, but we are opening new doors here. 

Over a few moments I unhook your garter and roll each stocking down carefully, stopping to kiss each bruise. Then I unhook your corset loop by loop and do the same there. Once we are naked in front of each other, fully revealed, I pour two glasses of wine and we toast the evening. 

I step into the bath, and then help you in as you sit between my legs, letting me embrace you from behind, the water embracing us both.