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Sometimes It’s Better When He Leads…

  • Catherine Anastasia
  • Apr 15
  • 2 min read
I surrendered to the moment, feeling wild and alive as under his command.
surrender to lust

The air was thick with anticipation as we kissed, our lips sparking a fire we couldn’t contain. With every brush of our mouths, we shed our clothes and the walls we’d built around ourselves. My heart raced as he threw me onto the bed, his strong hands pinning me down and claiming me completely.


He hovered above me, his body a tantalizing promise, the heat radiating from him intoxicating. I gasped as he slid his cock into my pussy, filling me slowly, deliberately. Each thrust was deep and measured, as if he was exploring not just my body but the depths of my desires. Our skin pressed together, raw and electric, sending shivers down my spine.


“Bite my neck,” he commanded, his voice low and gravelly, and a thrill raced through me. I didn’t hold back. I tilted my head, finding the warmth of his skin beneath my lips, and gently sank my teeth into him, just enough to leave my a soft imprint. He groaned, the sound reverberating through me and pushing me closer to the edge.


He picked up the pace, driving into me harder, his rhythm growing rough and urgent. “Bite me again,” he urged, and this time I complied with more force, my teeth sinking in and leaving marks that felt primal. My instincts took over as I surrendered to the moment, feeling wild and alive as under his command.


He was relentless, thrusting harder, the tension building inside me. As he sensed I was getting close, he tangled his fingers in my hair, pulling gently but firmly to guide my lips back to his neck. “Bite hard, like a good girl,” he demanded. I couldn’t resist. With a fierce grip, I sank my teeth in again, a connection that sent waves of pleasure surging between us.


The pleasure coiled tighter within me, and I could barely hold back the whimpers spilling from my lips. I felt him deep inside, moving between pleasure and pain. Finally, as the edge loomed closer, I let go, crying out as waves of ecstasy crashed over me, electrifying every nerve in my body.


As I came hard on his throbbing cock I felt his warmth, as his cock buried deep as he exploded, filling me with his essence. Our bodies tangled in a mix of sweat and raw energy, collapsing together, exhilarated and breathless—a wild storm of passion that left its mark on both of us.

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