Part 30

Part 30: Explicit

I found that Eric has a side of him that is far more intriguing than the side I've seen within the prison walls. As he tells it, this is something new to him. Needless to say, I don't believe it, not one bit. I'm not saying there's a problem, I found that I enjoyed my day being submissive. The hot wax after our cool shower, the spankings, scratching, even the way he bites me, is extremely pleasurable. We ended up falling asleep uncomfortably holding one another, tired and sore, the only thing I could think of was sleeping in that comfortable bed.

I woke the next morning around 1030 with the sun in my face and a full view of the lake. Eric wasn't in bed but I didn't care. As long as we're in the same area I'm content with that. I laid there regretting everything I've done up until I met him, but I wouldn't have met him if I didn't kill anyone. He did say in the car that he's willing to do any and everything to keep me happy. Maybe he's giving me a hint that he's willing to run with me. I laughed at the thought and discarded it like trash. I can hear him coming up the stairs, first I see his head, then his gorgeous face, chest, a tray of food, and his manhood just hanging. This man is something else, and I love him; no, I'm in love with him. He sat the food on the table in the bedroom and called me over. Both naked, we sat to eat breakfast but I had something else in mind. I moved the food from in front of him, sat on the table, spread my legs open, and told him breakfast was served.

Diving into my breakfast suggestion, he reaches up and wraps his hand around my throat. Once again he does everything perfect, hell, beyond perfect. Anytime I got close to my peak he would squeeze my throat tighter, which made me lose complete control each and every time. Ten plus orgasms later I had nothing left, our breakfast is cold, and the table is soaked. Eric went into the bathroom without saying a word as I laid there completely immobile across the table, not being able to feel my legs.

I was summoned to the bathroom; when I entered, there was rose pedals leading to the jacuzzi style bathtub that's filled with hot bubbly water, surrounded by lit candles, soft jazz, and my sexy ass man.