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Authors: Red Phoenix
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“Your Master is feeling amorous. Strip down, téa, but leave the boots on tonight.”
Brie set her drink on a side table and took off her clothes sensually for her Master. She couldn’t help noticing the outline of Sir’s erection straining against his pants. She swayed her hips in a seductive manner to entice him further as she ran her hands down her thighs and over the smooth black leather of her boots.
Both had been aroused by the fire play they’d engaged in earlier, but neither had experienced release. It heightened Brie’s sense of arousal now.
“Undress me,” he commanded.
Brie smiled as she began unbuttoning his shirt, feeling the familiar stirring in her loins as she exposed his muscular chest. She wanted to run her hands over his dark chest hair, but followed his order and undid his leather belt next. It excited her that Sir was observing her as she undressed him.
She unzipped his pants and pulled them down, helping him out of each leg. Brie looked up at him from the floor, in awe of his commanding masculinity.
“Stay.” Sir left her, walking back to his bedroom and returning with a blanket. He moved over to the Tantra chair and lay down, placing the blanket on the floor. He looked at her and ordered lustfully, “Come.”
The butterflies started as she approached him, moving with catlike grace towards her Master. He offered his hand for balance as she lifted her leg and positioned herself over his shaft. Brie closed her eyes as she lowered herself on his rigid member, letting out a moan of pleasure when he grabbed her hips and forced himself inside her depths. He then took the blanket and threw it over her shoulders , covering them both.
In that warm embrace he kissed Brie, moving her tight pussy up and down his shaft slowly, sensually. “I wanted to take you at The Haven, but I resisted knowing it would be far more satisfying to wait.” Sir did not kiss her wildly. Instead, he was tender and controlled. Not at all what she was expecting. It caused her to slow down and enjoy the teasing way his tongue played across her lips.
“I want you to touch yourself.”
Brie reached beneath the blanket and played with her wet clit. She became a little more adventurous and felt the rim of her opening as Sir pushed his cock in and out of her swollen lips. Apparently it turned him on as well because Sir groaned.
His pleasure encouraged her to continue exploring with her fingers, playing with his shaft as she felt their physical connection. Eventually, he took her hand and lifted it to his lips, licking her fingers. It was such an intimate gesture, a soft whimper escaped Brie’s lips.
He smiled, placing both of her hands on his chest as he continued to pump his shaft into her with unhurried movements. Brie tilted her hips and rolled with each thrust. They both cried out at the intensity of the new angle. He pressed further into her then, each stroke rubbing her clit as he cradled her ass and maximized his slow lovemaking.
Brie was surprised when Sir stopped and caressed her face. He pulled her close and breathed into her ear. “I love you, Brie.”
Those words had power over her. She closed her eyes, hardly able to breathe. “I love you, Sir,” she whispered.
“Say that again, but call me by my name.”
She stopped her movements and gazed deep into his eyes. “I love you, Thane.”
He crushed her to him, kissing her passionately—both seeking to meld into one another. It was like a dream, their open emotion mixed into the physical act of making love. In that moment there was no Dom, only a man desperately in love with his woman.
When he came, Brie threw back her head and shouted, “Yes, Thane, yes!”
He stopped in the middle of his release so she could feel the pulsing of his orgasm. With his shaft still throbbing inside her, he reached between her legs and caressed her to a sweet climax. She collapsed on his torso afterwards, totally and utterly in love with the man.
He tucked the blanket
Brie set her drink on a side table and took off her clothes sensually for her Master. She couldn’t help noticing the outline of Sir’s erection straining against his pants. She swayed her hips in a seductive manner to entice him further as she ran her hands down her thighs and over the smooth black leather of her boots.
Both had been aroused by the fire play they’d engaged in earlier, but neither had experienced release. It heightened Brie’s sense of arousal now.
“Undress me,” he commanded.
Brie smiled as she began unbuttoning his shirt, feeling the familiar stirring in her loins as she exposed his muscular chest. She wanted to run her hands over his dark chest hair, but followed his order and undid his leather belt next. It excited her that Sir was observing her as she undressed him.
She unzipped his pants and pulled them down, helping him out of each leg. Brie looked up at him from the floor, in awe of his commanding masculinity.
“Stay.” Sir left her, walking back to his bedroom and returning with a blanket. He moved over to the Tantra chair and lay down, placing the blanket on the floor. He looked at her and ordered lustfully, “Come.”
The butterflies started as she approached him, moving with catlike grace towards her Master. He offered his hand for balance as she lifted her leg and positioned herself over his shaft. Brie closed her eyes as she lowered herself on his rigid member, letting out a moan of pleasure when he grabbed her hips and forced himself inside her depths. He then took the blanket and threw it over her shoulders , covering them both.
In that warm embrace he kissed Brie, moving her tight pussy up and down his shaft slowly, sensually. “I wanted to take you at The Haven, but I resisted knowing it would be far more satisfying to wait.” Sir did not kiss her wildly. Instead, he was tender and controlled. Not at all what she was expecting. It caused her to slow down and enjoy the teasing way his tongue played across her lips.
“I want you to touch yourself.”
Brie reached beneath the blanket and played with her wet clit. She became a little more adventurous and felt the rim of her opening as Sir pushed his cock in and out of her swollen lips. Apparently it turned him on as well because Sir groaned.
His pleasure encouraged her to continue exploring with her fingers, playing with his shaft as she felt their physical connection. Eventually, he took her hand and lifted it to his lips, licking her fingers. It was such an intimate gesture, a soft whimper escaped Brie’s lips.
He smiled, placing both of her hands on his chest as he continued to pump his shaft into her with unhurried movements. Brie tilted her hips and rolled with each thrust. They both cried out at the intensity of the new angle. He pressed further into her then, each stroke rubbing her clit as he cradled her ass and maximized his slow lovemaking.
Brie was surprised when Sir stopped and caressed her face. He pulled her close and breathed into her ear. “I love you, Brie.”
Those words had power over her. She closed her eyes, hardly able to breathe. “I love you, Sir,” she whispered.
“Say that again, but call me by my name.”
She stopped her movements and gazed deep into his eyes. “I love you, Thane.”
He crushed her to him, kissing her passionately—both seeking to meld into one another. It was like a dream, their open emotion mixed into the physical act of making love. In that moment there was no Dom, only a man desperately in love with his woman.
When he came, Brie threw back her head and shouted, “Yes, Thane, yes!”
He stopped in the middle of his release so she could feel the pulsing of his orgasm. With his shaft still throbbing inside her, he reached between her legs and caressed her to a sweet climax. She collapsed on his torso afterwards, totally and utterly in love with the man.
He tucked the blanket
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