Page 29 of Dominated By Love

He moaned, letting his jaw go slack as he guided my movements with his strong hands buried in my hips. I braced my hands on his chest, rolling my hips harder and faster, chasing away all the anger in the pit of my stomach and replacing it with overwhelming pleasure.

“That’s right. Ride this shit, Princess.”

“Sir, fuck me back. Make me forget,” I demanded breathlessly.

“Sage, you better not cum until I tell you to. I don’t give a fuck how good this shit feels. You hear me?”

“Yes, sir,” I moaned.

“Do you fucking hear me?” he asked again more firmly.

Why did that turn me on even more?

“Yes, sir!” I cried, dropping my head back between my shoulders as he grabbed my ass in each of his hands and thrust into me from below. Once he found his rhythm, he took over using his hands to meet each of his strokes.

“Fuck!” He grunted, falling into visceral moans as he stared up at me like I was the sun. The look in his eyes only sent me higher into the clouds.

“Permission to?—”

“Not yet, Princess. Let it build up. You know what you need, mama. Don’t deny yourself.”

I nodded. “Yes, sir.”

When I say that boy showed out! Who the hell knew someone could beat the pussy up from below? Every experience with Klever was one for the books, but fucking him in the bed that I’d shared with Jaylen’s lying, cheating ass took the cake.

The bed creaked like a bad floorboard as he angled his hips and bounced me on his dick like a basketball. He fucked the hell out of me while I tried to keep up. Klever Davis’s dick was designed just for me. I was sure of it. His thunderous grunts rumbled at the pit of my stomach, only intensifying my pleasure.

“Let me cum, sir.”

“Uh-uh,” he replied, removing one of his hands from my ass to cuff my throat.

“Please,” I whimpered, knowing that in a second, it wouldn’t be up to either of us. “KD, please.”

His lip twitched, and I just knew he was going to say something crazy. The softness in his eyes told a different story.

“Go ahead. Cum for me, Princess.”

“Thank you, baby. Thank you so much, baby. I love you, KD. I love you more than . . . anyone ever!” I cried, whimpered, and shouted as my nerves ripped at the seams, and my pussy flooded both me and everything beneath me. I thought KD was about to cry when his eyes dropped to where our bodies connected.

“Look at how this pussy is creaming on me, Sage.” He frowned. “I don’t know why you wanted to act like you didn’t want a nigga for so long. Look how much my pussy loves me. This is my shit, Sage. Stop fucking playing with me,” he said, still fucking me through my climax.

“I don’t deserve you, baby. I can’t fuck up your life with?—”

“Shut the fuck up, Sage. Stop saying that stupid shit. You’re mine. You don’t need to be perfect. You’re perfect for me.”

“I can’t.”

“I don’t want to hear it.”

“Klever!” I screamed as a round of fresh heat flooded my body. He slapped me on my ass hard as I rode him faster. KD repositioned himself to sit up slightly as his hand moved from my throat to fist my hair. His other hand stayed firmly on my ass as he guided my movements and drove into me from below.

“Did you ask me if you could cum again?”

“No, sir, but thank you so much. Thank you for being so perfect. Thank you for loving me. Thank you for everything.” I cried real ass tears as I wrapped my arms around his neck and head.

I probably smothered him as I came so hard I felt like the room was spinning.

“Fuck, Sage,” he groaned, burying his face in my neck and holding me flush to him as he released in warm spurts. “Fuck, I love you.”