Devoured Innocence (BDSM)
"Look at me, Becca." His growl made me open my eyes and roll my head towards his. "Do not cum until I tell you to."
Somehow, I was able to whisper, "Yes, Sir."
He kept fucking me relentlessly; I swore the jacuzzi water was going to grow cold. But just when I thought it would never end-that I would lose the edge-I heard him say those four blessed words.
"Cum for me, now."
And I did.
I screamed. I thrashed. He continued to thrust into me from beneath me until I felt his rumble of a cry as he found release as well. We slipped off the seat and sunk deeper into the water. His arms surrounded me, holding me against him as the warmth of the water enveloped my chilled body.