Page 70 of Break Me Not

Liz had slowed her thrusts and was fucking me at a pace normally reserved for lovers—not at all like the degrading, forbidden dynamic going on between us.

“One more, baby girl. One more, and then you get your treat.”

I was shaking, but my body lit up when she mentioned my treat.

The pleasure was so much it was painful, but that was what was so sweet about it. The pain up until the sharp burst of bliss. Liz was attentive. She knew when it was too much and pulled away.

But not now. Now she was forcing me to ride out the last one before giving me reprieve.

“Yes, Mommy. Fuck. You fuck me so good.”

“Just for you, baby girl. You've been so good. You take me so well.”

My fingers found my nipples, and I forced my eyes open as she fucked me. I watched as those beautiful brown eyes stared at me.

“And you’re all mine,” I heard her whisper as she upped the vibration and I was sent headfirst into another orgasm.

I barely had enough energy to moan her name, but she finally seemed satisfied as she watched me lie there panting.

She gave me almost a full two minutes to recover before she spoke again. I barely noticed how she was massaging my thighs until I looked down and saw her doing it.

“It's okay if you're too exhausted for your treat. We can leave it until⁠—”

“No,” I said and forced myself up, my hand already wrapping around the back of her neck and forcing her lips to mine. “I’m owed it.”

She smiled against me. “Then anything. Ask away.”

“Let me make love to you,” I whispered. “Slow. Easy. Trust me with your pleasure.”

I pulled away just enough to see the hesitancy cross her eyes.

“You want to be in charge?”

“I want to make love to you the way you deserve.”

I didn't tell her I’d been wanting to do it since that first night. To me, this was more than just fucking, and she was so much more than just a one-night stand.

She was everything. And I needed to show her that.

Hesitant as she was, she surprised me when she nodded.

“Get on top of me,” I ordered in a whisper. I couldn't wait anymore.

She had already discarded the double-sided dildo, so it was easy for me to slide my fingers over her waiting pussy, cupping it as she climbed over me.

Instead of going straight for her lips, I started at her neck, leaving open-mouthed kisses. She arched into me when my mouth came to her breasts, and ever so slowly, my thumb started to circle her clit.

“Mmm, so good.”

When I finally allowed my lips to go back to hers, we both groaned into the kiss, and then finally I allowed my fingers to slip inside her.

“Roll your hips slowly for me, love.”

The nickname just slipped out, but if she noticed it or had an issue with it, she didn't say anything. She simply rode my hand gently, just like I told her I wanted, and I bent my fingers slightly.

“Jax.”

When she moaned my name, something lit up inside me. There was so much emotion in such a simple string of letters. The world fell away, and all that was left was us.