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When Gabriel said maybe he didn’t do good enough of a job if I wasn’t sore and could walk through the day, I thought he was teasing me. Turns out, he wasn’t. Turns out, he really was taking it easy on me the first night–the first three rounds. Because nothing compared to when he pressed me to the wall that night and fucked me, thrusted harder and harder making me scream his name. Then, when he placed me under a shower out of the goodness in his heart, and fucked me in the shower- and I orgasmed twice to the point where I almost blacked out. And as if that wasn’t enough- which it was- when we were in the kitchen preparing a snack in the middle of the night because we both burnt out all our calories on S*x, he opened the thin satin robe I was wearing, and put ice cubes on my pussy because of how sore it was while playing with my breasts, and my traitor b*dy responded to his touch by moaning, shaking and being wet on his fingertips. He fingered me by the kitchen counter and left the promise to fuck me there later, only because I was tired.
I slept cocooned in his arms that night, and I was too tired to overthink the way my b*dy snuggled closer to his in search for some warmth as the night got colder with time.
I woke up to tingles all over my b*dy, and it wasn’t soon after blinking my eyes that I realised that there was something being pressed by my lower thing.
I
Something I had gotten quite familiar with in the past two days.
I couldn’t control the way my breathing fastened, just like I couldn’t control the way my lower abdomen throbbed. I tried, because we were n*ked, and I knew if my thoughts kept running to the way Gabriel had his hand tightly wrapped around my hand as he brought me to orgasm one after the other, I would once again feel wet to be fucked the same way again- despite being so sore I could literally not move.
“You’re finally awake,” Gabriel murmured from behind me. His voice was still raspy and hoarse, and it didn’t seem like he had woken up a long time ago.
“You’re…turned on.” My observation was quiet, a little excited that I tried to conceal and miserably failed.
“It’s your fault, really.”
“Mine?”
“You’re the one who fell asleep in my arms…n*ked.”
“You’re the one who let me.”
“Never said I didn’t enjoy it.” I didn’t have to turn around and face him to know the smug smile on his lips as he removed the hair from my bare shoulders and placed gentle k*sses on it
I gently whimpered in his arms,
“You like it?” He asked, between feather k*sses on the back and side of my neck.
“Mh–hm.” I moaned, wriggling in his arms feeling his dick get harder behind me, it’s tip pressing in my thigh.
His hand, one which was wrapped around my stomach gently stroked all the way down, wrapping around my clit.
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“Wet already?” He mumbled, his lips wrapping around my ear lobe. “Seems like I’m not the only one who can’t get enough.”
“I’m so sore.” I groaned, still relaxing in his arms.
His index finger massaged my clit. “You want me to stop?”
“N–No.”
My breath was uneven, and I could feel him position his dick beneath my clit, moving softly and grinding. My b*dy moved automatically in the other direction, grinding faster.
His hands wrapped around my breasts, flicking one of my nipples.
“What do you want, baby?”
“Mh–hm. Yes.” I whimpered, moving faster and faster.
“You want me to stop?”
“N–No.”
“What do you want then?”
“T–This.” I moved faster, the friction building inside me. “f**k.”
“You want more or is this it?”
‘M- More.”
He spanked my ass.
“Gabriel!”
“Yes, baby?”
Before I could say anything, he spanked me again. Harder. “Gabriel!”
“I think you’re too sore to be fucked, Freckles.”
“No! No.” I said, instantly. “Please.”
Please what? Say it.”
gulped, eyes shutting. My hands clutched the bedsheet as the friction built inside me and I tried turning to face him, but ne didn’t let me. He repeated: “Please what, Freckles?”
My breathing was a different level of heavy. “Please fuck me.”
Name.”
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“Please fuck me, Gabriel.”
“Gladly.” Smoothly, he raised my leg up, his hand wrapping around the back of my head as he pushed me further into the bed. “I’m going to fuck you sideways.”
“Mh.” I bit my lower lip. I was so sore, even the thought of being fucked hurt, but also the pleasure, the mere thought of the amount of pleasure being fucked by him brought- I couldn’t nearly get enough of it. “Mh–hm.”
He positioned himself at my entry. “You’re my slut. My dirty whore.” In one smooth thrust, he was completely inside.
“Gabriel! f**k!” I screamed his name, and he wrapped his hand around my neck, slowly bringing his dick out and then thrusting inside again.
“My good girl.” Thrust.
“My slut.” Thrust.
“My dirty whore.” Thrust.
“Mine.”
Gabriel thrusted inside me over and over again, fast and slow, deeper and deeper. I screamed his name until I think my voice echoed in the entire house, and then I came on his dick, after which he pulled out and came all over my breasts.
While I rid out my orgasm, Gabriel hovered over me, covering my b*dy with his while being careful about not inserting his weight on me. “What’s your kink?”
“Hm?”
“Your kink, baby.” He muttered, “One that you’re hiding from me. What is it?”
“Primal play.” I breathed.
My eyes snapped open to look into Gabriel’s brown ones shining with a spark I couldn’t quite recognise. “Did you just say primal play?”
I bit my lower lip, looking around, avoiding his eyes. “May–Maybe.”
“Consensual non–consent.” One corner of his lips turned upwards. “Looks like my good girl isn’t so good after all.“.
My cheeks flushed. “I know it’s horrible. Please don’t judge me.”
“Horrible. Judge?” Gabriel’s eyes sparkled. “I’m thinking of all the ways I’m going to ask you to run and then chase you down in, and then take you from behind while you beg me to stop.”
Something in my stomach turned. This should make me sick to my core, but for some reason, it turned me on.
I looked away.
“Are you embarrassed, baby?”
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I didn’t answer, didn’t look at him.
He stopped pining me down, getting off me. “Look at me, Freckles.”
I didn’t.
His fingers caressed my chin softly before forcefully turning my face to see him. “Never look away from me, hm?” He muttered, his voice suddenly soft and gentle. “You have nothing to be ashamed of. You know why?”
I don’t know how I found the voice in me to reply but I somehow did. “Why?”
“Because, some of my wildest kinks also look like yours.”
My eyes widened a little, surprised.
“We’re going to need a safe word for when we do this,” he went on, unbothered. “So, that when you say it, I know you actually want me to stop and it’s not a part of the act. What do you want your safe word to be?”
“Hm.” My eyes sparkled as I got up on the bed, pulling the robe over me that I had put on last night. “How about you catch me first, and then I tell you?”
He tried holding my hand right there and failed as I ran out of the room, I don’t know what came over me or where all the soreness disappeared but running freely through the house felt good knowing Gabriel was there to catch me if I fall. I truly didn’t remember when was the last time I had been this happy in half a decade- this carefree, this blessed.
My laughter echoed in the air when Gabriel’s hand wrapped around my wrist and he pulled me close to him, putting both his hands around me as I panted in his arms.
“Caught you.” He didn’t seem breathless at all as he placed a light k*ss on my nose, “You better have that safe word ready.”
“How about… Red?”
His eyes narrowed. “Do you think I’m some Christian Grey’s cheap copy?”
I laughed. I knew this would be his reaction, and I said it any way. “I’m kidding. I’ve had my safe word ready since the day I realised I have this kink.”
“And what is it?”
I focused on his bare chest, doodling something with my fingertips. “Twisted.”
“Because you think this kink is twisted?”
Inod.
“Why?”
I don’t find myself looking into his eye.
“Are you ashamed of having it?” He asked, and I gulp, not replying, letting him assume I was- because the real reason was
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something I didn’t want to talk about yet. “You know I have it too, right? And I’m going to fuck you like that so many times that all your shame dissipates,”
“We talk about f**king so much.”
“We fuck a lot more.”
I rolled my eyes, and almost jumped in his arms when the door bell rang.
Gabriel frowned. Nob*dy really knew us here. And then, his eyes narrowed at my attire- the satin robe from which my nipples perked. “Go inside.”
I nodded, moving quickly into one of the rooms on the ground floor where some of my luggage was to put on something decent while Gabriel headed to open the door, freezing when I realise who the voice greeting Gabriel on the other end of the
door was.
