“You’re so wet for me.”
I’m only wet for you, James.
She stayed silent as he stroked her slit. Three fingers pierced her pu**y riding her. She tried to thrust back on him, but James held her in place with a firm hand on her back. “No moving, baby.”
Watching him in the mirror, she saw him spread some lube onto his fingers before pressing those fingers against her pu**y. “I want to make sure you’re good and wet.”
Then he pressed the same fingers against her ass. Prue tensed as her muscles tightened. “Let me in, baby. This will feel good.”
Closing her eyes, Prue forced herself to relax and accept his touch. One of his fingers pressed against her ass. “Push against my finger.”
She did as he told her. One finger went deep inside her. The pain went straight to her clit. She groaned thrusting back onto his finger.
“That’s a good girl. Now, a second finger.”
James worked her ass until she took three fingers without fighting him. Her muscles relaxed, and James worked more lube up her ass.
The cold made her gasp. She opened her eyes as he lifted one foot and then the other. A c**k filled her pu**y, and then James eased a second c**k into her ass. She was filled with the harness. James worked the strap of the harness around her waist. When she was filled he walked away to the sink he had in the corner.
The sound of the water running distracted her. James walked back stroking her back then going round to kneel before her. He kissed her lips.
“I’m going to take your ass tonight,” he said.
She moaned, tightening around the fake cocks in her pu**y and ass.
“First, I want to see your mouth wrapped around my cock.”
James stood, pushing her hair back from her face. The tip of his c**k pressed against her lips. She stared at the impressive length, inhaling the musky scent of their combined releases. They hadn’t been using any condoms during their time together. She loved the feel of his na**d length gliding inside her.
“Suck me, Prudence,” he said.
His words made her tighten on the harness. Opening her lips, she stared up his body as best she could. He eased his c**k between her lips. His cum coated her tongue, and she swallowed down as much as she could.
Pulling back, Prue used her tongue to flick the slit.
“I want you free.”
James removed the straps binding her to the bench. He caught her around the waist then led her over to the chair. Sitting, James waited for her to continue blowing him. He grabbed the length and then waited.
Running her hands up his thighs, Prue stared into his eyes. She loved watching his reactions as they started to learn more about each other. He loved the control she gave him, and in turn she loved the pleasure he gave her. Their relationship was very much a give and take one.
There was far more to their relationship than Master and sub. She felt their connection down to her soul. They were far more a part of each other than they’d ever been before. Their relationship before her kidnapping had only been superficial. They hadn’t explored any of their desires with each other.
She pumped the shaft in her fist continuing to watch him.
“What are you thinking?” he asked, pressing a thumb to her lips.
“That we’re much better now than we were back then. This is more than we ever could have imagined.” Prue licked the tip tasting his essence on her tongue.
He growled then reached out to stroke her hair. “Be prepared, baby. It’s only going to get better from here.”
“I look forward to it.”
Prue opened her lips and took the tip of his c**k inside her mouth. The salty tang of his cum coated her tongue. She left his c**k to run her tongue around the tip and down the pulsing vein at the side.
James wrapped her hair around his fist. She grabbed his c**k and then sucked the whole of him inside her mouth.
He moaned. The sound was deep and guttural.
Closing her eyes, Prue gave herself over to the pleasure of pleasing him. His c**k filled her mouth as gloriously as he filled her pu**y. She whimpered when he pulled on her hair making her leave his c**k only to be pushed back on. The force took him to the back of her throat. Prue relaxed as much as she could to take him down deep. Her gag reflex kicked in, and James went slower.
“I love watching my c**k disappear into your mouth,” he said.
She moaned trying to convey her own thoughts. The noise came out muffled as he rode her mouth some more.
“I’m not going to last.”
Her saliva coated his c**k making the shaft easier to disappear into her mouth. She worked him.
“Look at me,” he said.
His c**k jerked in her mouth. James growled, and then the first spurt of his release swamped her mouth. Prue stared in his eyes as she swallowed him down. The pleasure on his face spurred her on.
The more he came the more she swallowed him down. When she finished, James removed the harness and cocks from her body. She groaned as they left her. The pleasure from being impaled made her dripping wet.
When she finished James picked her up, and she curled in his lap wrapping her arms around him. He surrounded her with his heat and warmth.
“There is never going to be another woman in my life, Prudence. You have me, heart, body, and soul.”
Prue knew there would never be another man like him.
“James, I’d like to marry you and wear your collar.”
Chapter Twenty-Seven
The next few days progressed. After Prudence agreed to be his wife and his sub all James wanted to do was take her to Vegas and then to Ravage. Instead, he stayed with her in his villa in Italy and basked in having nothing to do but to please her.
He stared at her sitting opposite him. Her tongue peeked out at the corner of her lips as she concentrated on the chess board in front of them. She was an awful player, but he made sure she got in a few pieces before beating her at the game.
The dress she wore was a long white dress made out of light fabric. Her arms were bare, and the neckline was plunging highlighting her impressive cle**age. James could gladly spend the rest of his life alone in the villa with Prudence. Being with her was like Christmas had come every day. She didn’t look at him afraid, and the woman who’d been lost to him was back.
He couldn’t imagine her ever have been taken. Prudence looked in the prime of her life, ready to take on the world.
She moved her pawn, which he took in his next move without thinking.
“This is not fair,” she said. She took a sip of her water. “I have to sit and think about every single move, and then you come along and take my piece without spending more than a second looking. How is that possible?” she asked, arms folded over her br**sts.