Even when he stopped moving she could still feel him twitching inside her, so she contracted her muscles around him and sucked softly at his hand. She was a little disappointed when he straightened up leaving then with less bodily contact, but when he started thrusting again the angle was just right to hit her exactly where she needed it.

His voice was rough when he spoke, but it was the word ‘please’ that made her bite him again and push back against him. She liked when he let himself take control and instructed her what to do, but the fact that he actually still asked so politely in the middle of everything was strangely hot.

Brushing her hair back and over one shoulder so he could clearly see her face, it was a struggle to keep her eyes open but she did as asked and held his gaze intensely. She watched him bite into his own shirt and answered with another bite to his hand before sucking on the skin gently, soothing it with her tongue.

She could feel that familiar feeling in her stomach, knew she was getting close, but she couldn’t keep herself from muttering one word. “Harder.”

Holding back the scream she felt welling up was not going to be easy, but luckily she was trained in such things. Who knew training in how to handle torture would come in handy in such a pleasurable situation?