Chapter 107

• The sensations rushing through her body forced her head back, and her eyes to close. Kimber rode a wave of pleasure, and love, that was so intense she thought she might pass out. After what had seemed liked hours, Maeson stopped, standing and removing his clothes slowly. She watched as he removed each item, her hips rocking in silent entreaty, waiting, watching, wondering. As she felt his hard, yet velvety soft, cock head press against her, she moaned in frustration as he paused yet again, asking her, forcing her to speak.
• “God ... yes ... please ... oh please ... I want to be yours ... in every ... way” Kimber said, just above a whisper, her voice low and urgent. Rocking her hips again, her body eager, her mind willing, she wanted him to take her, to own her, to ravish her. She knew that this was a turning point, and she was long past caring. She wanted him to use her in all those ways she’d imagined and more, but most of all, she wanted him to take her, right now, mark her and claim her as his to use ... his property ... his slave...
• Maeson watched Kimber writhe on the bed, legs up, her pussy literally dripping in excitement. Captivated, he listened to her beg him for his cock as he held one leg up and open, the other hand guiding his dick and brushing it up and down her fold, wetting the head. He teased her entrance, nudging at her hole, only allowing the head to slip in and then pulling it out. Each time he even nudged her hole he could feel her giving way to him than he would pull it back.