Her inner walls fluttering around his sensitive member drove him wild and the sound of her cry served only to egg him on. After a few more thrusts a loud grunt-like growl ripped from his throat and he came as all of his desire, passion and arousal converged on him and poured themselves out in his movements. His body went limp then and his head fell back; he felt more spent than he had ever before in his life. Slowly his pants turned into only slightly ragged exhales. “You alri’ there love?” Victor asked, his eyes closed in bliss.
“Oh yes,” she whispered, unlocking her fingers from around his wrists. “Ohhhhhh yes.” Another shudder wracked her body, clenching her thighs. “That … wow.” She lowered herself to lay on his chest, smiling at the sound of his racing heartbeat. “Thank you.”
Victor closed and then opened his hands before wrapping them around Summer lovingly. “Thank me? Thank you love.” He didn’t know how to express how he felt. His emotions were all over the board and in an attempt to put them off he joked, “I didn’t know a little pain could be so pleasurable darling.”
“I wasn’t sure how you would like it,” she murmured. “I was a little worried you would break.” She stroked her fingers down his skin, sliding over the rope-marks. “You’re very … well, anyway, submitting can be hard for someone with your type of personality.” She propped her chin on his chest, eyes twinkling. “Maybe next time I’ll try knives?”
His muscles trembled underneath her fingers. “Well, I think you’re the only one that could’ve done it, Summer.” Victor raised an eyebrow, “Knives?”
“I’m teasing, Victor darling. I would not cut you. Unless you wanted me to?” She stuck her tongue out at him, giggling. “There’s lots to explore.”
“Sounds very interesting dear, we’ll most definitely have to play again. But what sort of other things?” Victor chuckled a little, “I have to say while I’m fairly dominant I haven’t done a whole lot of ‘exploring’.”
She laughed more. “Do your own research. The last thing you need is me giving you ideas.” She purred, low and husky, “Assassin mine.”