Jenna's Consent

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her.
    Sexiest man she’d ever seen.
    The first ropy splash of come landed on her breast. The
second and third landed on her corset as he aimed his cock lower.
    He was marking her.
    She wrung her hands behind her, wanting to touch him,
wanting to help make him come. Her focus flashed back up to his face. He was
gorgeous in the throes of his orgasm.
    Dominant, beautiful.
    He came on her chest, finishing on her nipples as he spread
his come on her. She jumped when he touched her, brushing more rope.
    Then he was down on the ground with her, pushing her
backward until she was lying beneath him. He spread her legs wide, grabbed a
condom and tore the wrapper off as if he was one of the kids in the Willy
Wonka movie and he knew he had the golden ticket.
    In no time his still-hard cock was covered and he buried
himself inside her pussy. She gasped at the sudden fullness, panting as he
wasted no time fucking her on the floor.
    Several rope bundles were beneath her and she lay crooked
because of her arms being cuffed. It was still the best sex she’d had in four
and something years.
    A whimper fell from her lips as she realized it actually
could have been the best sex she’d ever had.
    He leaned down and claimed her mouth, taking every ounce of
pleasure from her and returning it a hundred-fold. He even tucked his arm
behind her neck, bringing her that much closer to his mouth. His gray eyes held
her captive. She couldn’t look away, even if she’d tried. Each thrust shook the
clamps on her tits, making her pussy clench down on his shuttling erection.
    His lips worked her mouth open and he tasted her, licking
along her teeth, sweeping in and learning everything. All she wanted to do was
close her eyes and lose herself in the sensation but closing her eyes wasn’t an
option.
    When she got that close-to-falling-over-the-edge, she mumbled,
“I will not tell a lie, I will not tell a lie,” in her head over and over.
    He pumped inside her, high and so deep she couldn’t hold
back. She couldn’t not come and she fought it for as long as she could. She
begged to come, pleading with him. He said something she didn’t hear and her
brain was too far gone to understand anything else. The fly of his pants rubbed
against her clit and she finally exploded.
    Her orgasm rushed to the center of her pussy, where he
continued to fuck her, then catapulted her to the ends of the earth. It was
perfect and amazing and she didn’t even feel bad for coming when he told her
not to because she came for him.
    She didn’t come because she wanted to. The reason behind it
had nothing to do with her at all. Her pleasure was his. She gave it to him,
offering herself to him as freely as she ever had before. As much of herself as
she had to give him, it was his.
    Forever.
    Then he released the nipple clamps one at a time, another
orgasm ignited in her pelvis. Her nipples throbbed as the blood rushed back to
the tight tips and she screamed, bucking beneath him as he pumped and jerked
against her.
    He laid his forehead against hers as they came together and
he kissed her mouth again. He spoke against her lips but she couldn’t hear him.
    Her eyes finally closed, so she couldn’t see him as he
rocked against her. She squeezed him with her thighs, hugging him as best she
could, thanking him for what he’d given her.
    She smiled once and then everything faded away.
     
    She floated back down to earth a little while later,
blinking. He cuddled her on the floor with rope all around and some beneath her
still.
    He had removed the ear plugs and the cuffs were unlocked but
still circling her wrists. He looked all put back together when she checked
down his body. He even still had his shoes on.
    “I’m sorry I came when I wasn’t supposed to. You made it
impossible for me to hold it. It was…amazing.”
    He kissed the crown of her head, holding her close. He must
have been uncomfortable just like she was but you wouldn’t guess just by
looking at him.
    “You

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