Heart

“Mine.”

Added 2020-12-20 14:32:03 +0000 UTC

“I love your body,” she said softly, her fingers tracing my side as she looked me up and down, “I love all the things it does for me.”

I’m naked in her bed and reeling at how wet I am from her choice of words. It’s hard to pin point exactly why, but it rests heavily on the “for me”. Ownership. Mastery. The way she pulls me close and says “mine”. The way she pulls orgasm after orgasm from between my legs and we soak her sheets.

“I love making you feel good,” she says as she spreads my thighs and my heart races. “You get this look on your face, this wild look. It’s the best reward, it’s how I know I’m doing my job.” She touches me like she put me together. Like I’m her masterpiece. I look at her and know in my bones that she’s excelled at every job she’s ever had. She wouldn’t have it any other way.