She climbs onto the bed, then straddles my hips. Wasting no time, she impales herself on my cock and starts to ride me with no restraints. Her moans mix with mine, and the dirty words that fall from her luscious lips spurs me on.
I lie there as she uses my body for her pleasure, and I enjoy every fucking moment of it.
She tosses her head back and lets out a cry, “Yes, fuck yes!”
Her pussy clamps around my cock, and I curse at myself as I cum again, only giving her one orgasm.
“Fuck. I'm sorry, Mistress,” I apologize, hating myself for ending this so soon.
“That's okay. I'm exhausted anyways,” she breathes, plopping down next to me. “Just remind me to spank you as punishment next time,” she mumbles, and excitement fills me as I imagine her turning my ass red.
When she doesn't say anything, I look over at her, finding her passed out. I just blink at her in shock. This has never happened. When we fuck, we go about our day after. Or we part ways and go home. Never once has she ever stayed with me like this.
Smiling, I mentally do a happy dance as I enjoy this clear sign of trust. She might deny this ever happened if someone asks her, but that's okay. I'm just happy I got this.
I get out of bed and look around for something to clean her with. When I see nothing, I head over to the door she went through earlier to change. It’s a little bathroom.Perfect. I see clean towels and facecloths on the sink.
Wetting one with warm water, I go back over to my sleeping beauty and carefully clean her up. She mumbles but doesn't wake up. I do the best I can to clean my cum from between her thighs before pulling the sheet up over her to cover her gorgeously naked body. Then I sit there, like a fucking creep. Butt-ass naked, I just sit there with my legs crossed and my elbows on my knees. My face in my hands as I smile contently, searing her face into my mind. The way her lips part as she breathes softly. The way her black hair covers some of her face. The way her long lashes rest against the skin right above her cheek.
A fucking vision. After an inappropriate amount of time of just watching her, I lean over and kiss her forehead. This is the closest I'm gonna get, but I just need to feel her skin against my lips once more. I crave her, I need her. Without her, I'm nothing. With her, I'm everything. I'm me, beast and all.
Not wanting her to wake up in the morning and freak out with me in the bed next to her, I quietly gather up my clothes and get dressed. I give her one last kiss, on her cheek this time, and then I leave her there to sleep.
I would love to be in that bed with her, holding her in my arms as we sleep through the night, but I know that, even though she showed a little bit of progress tonight, she's not ready for that. I won't risk any setbacks with her.
I'm grateful for what she gave me tonight. It means more than she will ever know.