She trembled realizing that she wasn’t going to reject him like all the others. Instead she slowly kissed his soft velvety lips back and his hands slowly explored her body like a new enchanted island. She let out a deep sign and he stopped for just a moment to whisper, “What Kitten?”
She couldn’t help but bite her lively pink lips as she saw the look of ownership come over him. He likes when I call him master.. does he want me to take a step forward and say… “I.. I love that look.”
He smirked, “What look kitten?”
She thought carefully and then without hesitation, “Like you own me.”
All of a sudden she feels excitement rush through her as he kissed and then bit her neck. “Well don’t I?”
Moaning and trying so hard not to show complete vulnerability, she lightly breathed, “yes…”
Swiftly he starts kissing her as if he hadn’t seen her in months. He groaned as a dainty hand grasped the crouch of his jeans. She slowly rubs and his hands move over her breasts, rubbing the spot on her thin tank with his thumb right where he knew it would be. She moans and starts fondling the belt barely holding his jeans on his hips. As one...