Silly me.

I for­get the fastest way to get S__ out of bed.  This morn­ing I tried sub­tle, get­ting up, wan­der­ing about, putting all the toys away from last night.  Self­ish, want­ing some com­pany, finally I jumped back into bed with him.  His arm wraps around me and I ask him, in my sweet­est voice, if he liked  my sub­tle way of get­ting him up.

Noisy, he growls, but that purring, sexy, just woke up sort of growl.

He must have been a bit more awake than I thought I real­ized when he rolled on top of me, his cock at com­plete atten­tion.  My panties are quickly stripped, and his pants vir­tu­ally dis­ap­pear, as a hand slips between my legs.  I’m unpre­pared, deal­ing with the dul­drums of life all morn­ing.  I’ll take you if your ready or not, he tells me as he pushes his cock inside.

The dis­com­fort of force fades as he holds me down and sucks me at his pace.  Rolling over he has me on top, rid­ing him, taken by plea­sure, cum­ming quickly as the nib­bles on my ear.  S___ is far from fin­ished with me though.  Turn­ing me over again, stretch­ing my arms up, hold­ing me down tightly as he pounds into me harder and harder.  He turns me over again, fuck­ing me from behind, push­ing me with every thrust,  his hand reach­ing and cov­er­ing my mouth as I whim­per.  He moans as he dri­ves into me fur­ther, fill­ing me to the point that I can not take any more.

Push­ing me into the bed, nail­ing me to it, aggres­sivly fuck­ing me with no other con­cern he cums.

Rolling over he reminds me that the best way to get him up in the morn­ing is with my mouth, or by rid­ing him.

I know this, I for­got.  I was also reminded that being dom­i­nated and pushed around a bit brings out the most demand­ing side.  The one that will use me at his leisure, in any and every way he pleases.  I imag­ine the rest of the week­end will prove this or not; this morn­ing was cer­tainly and indi­ca­tor though.

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