Valentine's Slave by Elizabeth Douitsis

Author:Elizabeth Douitsis [Douitsis, Elizabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Good Good's Press
Published: 2024-01-07T00:00:00+00:00

11

Valentino

Ava is wrapped up in my arms, shaking like a rose in the rain. She hides her face in my chest when she cries, wracked with something that I don’t think even she understands.

Something about her caught my attention from the very start. Maybe it was those vast, lonely eyes. Maybe it was the way that she trusted me, even when I teased her and pulled her in deeper. It isn’t simply that she seems to already share or blossom into every kink, but in the way that she craves me, that she seems to hold on to me deeper, fighting me while still obeying, trying to get something out of me even more desperately than I am out of her.

Maybe it was a mistake to go so extreme this year. I always do a week, but oftentimes it’s with different women, and I never bring them to live with me. I also never make them mine, but with Ava, I feel like I’m delving into the deepest parts of her. She’s wild and looking for release from her past, from her present. She’s the perfect recipe for disaster, and she’s got me more than distracted, even if that’s all it is. I’m good at what I do.

When Ava asks for missionary on the bed, I scoop her up in my arms and carry her into the bedroom before laying her down on the fresh sheets. She doesn’t turn her face away when I look at her, and something fierce fills me as I wipe a tear from her eye. Whatever’s breaking her, I want to stop it, to fix it. But I force myself not to probe her about what’s wrong. She is not a problem to be fixed, and I simply do as she asked.

“Let me help you,” I say, unstrapping her lingerie from her back, stroking it off her shoulder and down over her breasts. She keeps looking at me, and there’s something vulnerable in her gaze, as if she’s speaking to me without words, as if she wants to open herself and give herself fully to me, as if this is more than just sex.

When she’s fully naked, I resist the urge to look her over, from her breasts to her wet little pussy hidden between her legs. I’m already naked, and I lean over her, trailing kisses from her neck, down her chest, between her breasts, over her midriff, to the curve of her hip. She smiles now and spreads her legs for me. I stroke her thighs, getting closer and closer to the prize, but she reaches her hands around my neck as if she wants to hold on, and I position myself higher above her, lining up my cock with her pussy so I can lean down, my arms around her shoulders.

She moans as I slide into her, and she immediately wraps her arms and legs around my shoulders and back, pulling me closer against her, into her. I begin to pump, first soft strokes and then deeper ones.

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