Page 52 of Take Me Back
Thank you, God.
“Keep your legs spread. I love seeing you open for me.”
I nod, but it’s not enough. A flash of something flits across Dane’s expression.
“We’re on a deserted island and you’re helpless, lying on this bed when I burst into the room. I’m here to take whatever I want, and what I want isyou.”
We’ve never done much in the way of role-play fantasy, but Dane’s words make my nipples harden even more than I thought possible.
“Strip. I want to see my prize.”
His voice is deeper, and I let myself fall into the fantasy.
“Don’t hurt me. Please. I’ll do whatever you want.” I reach for the hem of my dress and drag it up over my head, leaving just my bikini top in place.
“I want to see those sweet tits. Those hard little nipples. I’m gonna lick the salt off your skin before I take what I want.”
It’s on the tip of my tongue to tell him he doesn’t have to take a damn thing because I’ll give it all willingly, but I go with the fantasy.
“Whatever you want. Just don’t hurt me.”
With one knee on the bed, Dane leans over me as I untie the bikini top from around my neck and let it fall.
“All the way off.”
I reach behind myself and unclasp the back strap before pulling it from my body.
“My lucky day.”
Dane’s other knee lands on the bed between my legs and his big hands close over my breasts, cupping and kneading them before catching my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers to squeeze and pinch. My hips lift as I writhe against him, seeking more. Needing more.
Dane’s cock finds my center, and I rock against it until it notches into my opening.
“Greedy little thing, aren’t you? Hard up for it? How long has it been since you’ve been taken by a real man?”
“Too long,” I whisper.
“Not anymore. You’re mine, and I’m keeping you.”
He thrusts inside, burying his cock to the hilt.
Chapter 22
Dane
Idon’t know where the hell the role play came from, but I go with it. The sweet, tight slickness of Kat’s pussy tells me she doesn’t have a problem with it either, and I pull back and power inside. Over and over, I thrust and retreat, taking my pleasure and giving it to her.
It has been too fucking long.
Somewhere along the way, I decided to follow her lead rather than laying down the law in the bedroom.
No more. This is how we’re going to be for the rest of our lives. She’s my wife, and I love every fucking inch of her.
“Please, please.”
Kat doesn’t have to finish her thought because I know what she wants. I adjust my hips to give her more pressure against her clit, rocking into her over and over. The orgasm is boiling up in my balls, but I’m not ready to be done yet.
I pull out. “I want you on your knees.” I grab her by the hips and help her roll over, pulling her ass up so she’s at the perfect level.
