His Indecent Training 4 (9 page)

“Slow down,” I whispered gently to him.

Instead, he stopped. “Are you alright?”

“Yes. I just want to savor you is all.”

He kissed me. This time, there was less heat in his kiss but far more
passion. His hips began rocking again, more slowly this time, and he
propped himself up to watch my face as he moved. I groaned softly,
returning his loving gaze, enjoying the feel of his thick cock
gliding in and out of my tight wet pussy. My muscles clenched around
him, and I smirked at the subtle change in his expression.

“Do you like that?” I asked.

“Mhm,” he replied and then bent to kiss me again.

Making love was nice, but he couldn't hold out for long. Gradually,
he picked up the pace, though he never reached the furiously pounding
speed that was akin to him being ready to orgasm.

After a while, I urged him off of me, then climbed on top to ride
him. Selfishly, I used his cock for my pleasure, grinding and
rotating my hips on it while I pressed his hands against my breasts.
He took the queue, skillfully pinched and tweaking my nipples,
sending pulses of electricity straight to my clit that made my
pleasure core fire off again. I placed my hands on top of his as my
orgasm played out, forcing him to squeeze my breasts to the point of
pain. Perhaps I wasn't the only one who couldn't settle for plain
lovemaking. Maybe we were more alike than I had thought.

When the waves of pleasure receded, I found myself on my back again.
Damien had returned to lovemaking mode, wanting nothing more than to
please me, but I was ready to kick things up a notch.

I gripped him by the hair, drawing him to me. “Fuck me hard,”
I whispered. “Fuck me til it hurts. Fuck me like you want to
break me.”

The look he gave me was pure shock
for half a heartbeat. Then the gentle light faded from his eyes, and
Carnal Damien came out to play.
Oh God, what did I just do
,
I thought, though I was more amused than afraid. Whatever was about
to happen, I had asked for it.

Damien grabbed one of my legs,
pulling it up to rest against his chest, splaying me out. He looked
so sexy, kneeling between my thighs with that dominant gleam in his
dark eyes.

His thrusting was slow at first,
warming me up for what was to come. I watched him move in the mirror,
admiring the way his muscles flexed, staring at his perfect little
ass as he pistoned into me. It wasn't long before the bed was
creaking beneath us, threatening to give out under the weight of our
rough play.

Damien took a break to put me on all
fours. He forced my legs together and straddled them, fighting to
squeeze back inside from the compressed position. I bit my bottom
lip, savoring the pain of him drilling into me, the wetness of my
inner channel providing the only relief. When Damien was all the way
in, he gave my ass a slap, sending a shock wave straight to my clit.
Then he grabbed me by the hips and fucked me so hard that the
headboard cracked against the wall with each thrust.

By the time he finally changed
positions again, my cunt was all kinds of sore. I panted as I was
rolled onto my back and had both my legs hoisted over his shoulders.
Sweat had beaded on Damien's brow and chest, and his breathing was
almost raspy, but that didn't stop him.

I hissed lightly when he entered me
again, wondering how much more my pussy could take before he broke it
completely. Damien pressed all the way inside, leaning over me so
that my face was only inches away from my ankles. Then he pounded
down into me, making it feel like his manhood was stirring my
insides. Despite the pain of it, the lusty look in his eyes made my
cunt throb for more. He'd pause occasionally to rotate his hips,
feeling every centimeter of space my body had to offer.

When he finally dropped my legs and
thrust for the home stretch, I felt like there wasn't an inch of me
that hadn't felt the wrath of his cock—and what sweet wrath it
was. I wrapped my arms around Damien as he dialed up to ejaculation
speed. To my surprise, he didn't pull back when he came. Instead, he
pressed forward, digging his pubic bone so hard into my clit that it
made me come again. My mind went blank as he filled me with his seed,
though I wasn't sure if it was from the earth-shattering orgasm or
the surrealism of the moment. He had purposely come inside of me, and
I absolutely loved it.

“Fuck yes,” I moaned, holding him desperately against me,
not wanting a drop to spill out.

By the time our bodies had expended themselves, we were both
breathless. Damien laid on top of me, panting louder than ever. I
clutched the back of his neck, feeling the sweat from his effort,
never wanting to let him go.

How romantic it would be if he fell asleep inside of me, I thought.
But also, how dangerous.

Damien ground his hips between my legs one final time before pulling
out. I spread my legs, feeling the cool air touch my overheated
parts. The thought of having his semen deep in my womb filled me with
a strange sense of satisfaction, though also a bit of fear, despite
the fact I was on birth control.

Damien kissed me tenderly on the lips, then descended between my
legs. When his tongue lapped across my swollen slit, I blushed. He
was drinking his own come.

I wasn't sure if I found that outrageously sexy or somewhat
disturbing. All I knew was that his mouth felt amazing on my abused
parts. His tongue and lips were gentle, caressing my folds and
sucking them clean. When he moved to tease my clit again, I squirmed
a little. My body was extra sensitive, but apparently not too
sensitive for another orgasm. It took a bit longer to push me towards
my breaking point this time, but Damien was persistent, and I was
groaning out the last of my pleasure before I knew it, seeing stars
as if nothing else existed.

When Damien finally climbed back up to my side and pulled me into his
arms, I sighed contently.

“That was amazing,” I whispered, running my fingernails
over his chest, thinking about how I was happy he had kept up with
shaving.

“I liked it too,” he said.

“That was like . . . the best sex ever.”

He laughed softly.


I definitely won't be walking
right tomorrow.”


I aim to please.” I
could hear the smile in his voice.


You succeeded.”


Good.”

The rest of the night couldn't have
been anymore perfect. We took a shower together, and there were no
stern rules surrounding it. I bathed Damien lovingly, and he bathed
me. There was a strange satisfaction in feeling what was left of his
semen drain from my body. My mind raced to the future, a future where
we were married, and I was carrying his unborn child. It was too far
ahead for me to worry about now, but I hoped that someday it would be
a reality.

When we were done with our shower,
we huddled down to watch television together, curling up on the
sectional sofa. Damien was ever attentive to my needs. He made me
dinner and then did the dishes, and I didn't even have to lift a
finger.


Weren't you supposed to
punish me?” I asked, half joking, amazed at how the night had
actually turned out.


I thought you didn't want to
do the BDSM thing tonight,” he said.


I don't. I just remember you
saying that you had some big punishment for me. I was just curious
what it was, and if I should be scared for tomorrow.”


I think you've punished
yourself enough as it is. Besides, that sex was so good, it made up
for anything bad you could have done,” he replied, kissing me
gently on the lips.


The sex was really good,”
I agreed. “So tomorrow, we go back to normal, right?”


If that's what you want.”


Mmm. I'm really starting to
like this 'if that's what you want' mentality you've got going on.”


Don't count on it lasting.”
He smirked.


Oh, I won't. You're too
stubborn and set in your ways.”

We were silent for a few minutes
before he spoke again, “So, I guess this means you're not
turning in your training collar.”


No,” I said
thoughtfully. “I think I'll hang onto it for a while longer.”


Good, because I have so much
more to teach you.”

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