Mommy and Daddy

ck

is too

that head of his. The same th

ing. I a

king years because of that bas

ake advantage

nd her money with that whore he's been seeing. I don't

ing sounds downstairs. I heard Michael's

ds, all the contents spilled. The couches were shoved and there was a broken glass thrown on the wall, liquid d

angry quite easily. Even though he's the most gentlest person - well, outside the bedroom

, our best friend. I love that no matter how much I tend to rile him up, he's never been physical

I don't

ke a breath of fresh air. We went from being friends to being in a relationship. I

ird person, it's usually for a sexual purpose and nothing more.

t room and not our master bedroom.

ve ourselves and it's been that way ever since. I'm

of our group, he's a mysterious quiet man. We've known each other our whole lives that we are c

th. I just have one of those 'oh fuck it' days. Michael knows how to snap me out of those. I've lost count

oo. He made it his mission to let me know how 'celestial' I am when we're fucking. He tells me he loves my moans, my body, the faces I make, ho

ualities. I was never a twink, which is what most men prefer. I'm quite manly and dominant like. When I'm with Michael though, that's all out the window. The man brings out the boy in me.

e caring. Sometimes he fucks my brains out until I'm on the verge of passing out from so much pleasure. I kn

etter man than him. And h

te the outburst, he was still angry. I could see that. When I stepped closer, he stepped

u won't hurt me," I took his face in my hands. "You never gave me a reaso

Still

hold on me. He let out hot breaths in an attempt to calm himself. When it d

, it's dark and vicious and it won't let him go. I know that he wants to go to that bastard who hu

ently, not questioning me. I walked in our bedroom and stopped at the foot of th

t's the best thing. It tops love making for many reasons. It serves as a make up tool when words can't be exchanged, to avoid saying hurtful things. It is the only exception to

I'm the calm one in this group, but that doesn't mean I don't crave blood just as much as Michael does. I tend to throw punches her

t bastard, I'll show him t

our Princess and

er my shirt. His eyes lowered to my abdomen and I saw lust fla

off steam," admittedly, we've never had angry sex. It's always the hard core Dominant pleasure and it was in control. "I'm piss

closed the distance between us, taking his face. "Yours to do whatev

. The fire licking what's left of his control. He gripped my waist and my heart jumpe

control for a moment. "I trust you," I whispered against his lip

down until half of my body was lying on the bed. Moving my hips up in the air, he yanked the jeans

tly, his hand brushing my ass. I squirmed, feeling needy. I wanted him so bad and he was dragging this. I moane

ving my ass up. His fingers sunk

oned himself behind me, his tip pressing against my entrance. "I'm sorry," he murmured gripping my waist be

im, eliciting a deep animalistic growl from him. He didn't move and I w

d and started grinding on him slowly, he gripped my hips, clawing my skin and pulle

orce. I was fighting to get air into my lungs, but with every ravenaous thrust, h

ew. He wasn't holding back. He was releasing animalistic grow

way I l

k, baby," he said fisting my hair. "Let me hear you," he gro

t likely drive me right into Subspace. "Aah, fuck, daddy, you're so deep," I fou

n the edge. He groped my ass, spreading my cheeks an

," I wheezed, feeli

o wrap around my throat, applying just the right pressure. Tears spilled down as I squirmed, m

lease daddy," he rammed into me, his growls turning into short pants mixed with t

. Right now, I was far too gone and bursting at the seams as he pounded into me. My body tingled as I

ll. His thrusts were shorter, sloppy and he was moaning, gentler than minute

d we both collapsed on the bed,

were both a sweaty panting mess. I hummed lazily, kissing his forearm. We sat

off little by little. My eyes were droop

de me. "Sorry baby," Michael said kissing my cheek quickly. He helped me up onto

Michael moved my leg up to clean the front

nished cleaning up. I raised my head to drink the water he brou

the bed, before pulling me to his chest. I sighed, content with

ired quietly, his voice hinting a li

whole new experience, but it was

again. I don't know what cam

inger on his lips. "

" I pursed my lips at

"You know I'm a masochist. It was good," he eyed me, sile

oice came out sensual and dripping with se

pain slu