“Tonight is all about you.” Alana bit her lip, eyeing the space between my spread legs. “I want to please you in every way.”

 I rolled onto my stomach, and she climbed onto the bed and knelt between my legs with a bottle of scented oil in her hand.

“Relax and let me take away your…frustrations.”

“Alana,” I snorted, the sound quickly turned to a hum at the base of my throat the second her warm hands slick with oil glided over my back. She moved slowly, from my waist up to my shoulders, thumbs rolling over my tight muscles. “Feels good. What’s the oil?”

“Sweet almond, do you like?”

“Mhm-mhm.”

“I ordered it, thinking of you.” She cooed, working the knots at the base of my neck. “Mixed it with sweet orange and ginger. Just like you, it’s sweet and spicy.”

A soft chuckle fell off my lips. “Is that what you think of me?” I asked, canting my head to stare back at her.

“Mhm-mm. I’ve had a crush on you for a long time.” She leaned in close and nipped my earlobe. “Since the day master gave me your picture and a dossier on everything Hollis Emery Knight.”

I wrapped an arm around her waist and flipped her, reversing our position. She lay flat on her back with me on top, our stomachs pressed together.

“You knew I was coming?”

“Yeah, long before the others. But we’re not talking about that.”

I quirked a brow up at her. “No?”

She shook her head, shifted to align her center with mine and wrapped her legs around my waist. Lifting her hips she pressed into me, rubbing her mons against mine.  “Much better.”

Ah, shit. A shiver ran through me as she kept moving up and down, scalding me with her arousal, making us both wet.

“Alana,” I breathed out, fighting to concentrate. “I don’t do well in relationships.”

“I know.” She kept rubbing, teasing my sensitive bud, coaxing it out of hiding. “This is strictly physical.”

“And you’re okay with that?” I licked up her neck and sucked on her earlobe as I palmed and squeeze one of her breasts. “You can handle seeing me with someone else and not get in your feelings.”

“Someone else, like Bash?”

“Yes.”

Alana laughed. “You’re a Knight, Hollis, of course you’re going to have multiple lovers. I’d find it weird if you didn’t.”

I cocked a brow up at her. “What’s that’s supposed to mean?”

“It means I don’t care, screw whoever you want.”

“Would you join?”

“That’d be my ultimate fantasy, right under eating you out. But only with the one.”

This woman said the damndest things. “The one?”

“Yes, your forever.”

I laughed. “You plan on sticking around for that long, uh?”

“We’re a package deal.” She winked. “Oooh.”

Her clit bumped mine, they’re both peeking out. The cool metal of the barbell running through my hood and her slippery heat, a delicious contrast.

So damned good. I echoed the sound she made, gripped her hips, and matched her slow grind.

“Yes,” she hummed.

I slanted my mouth over hers.  The sounds of our moans and harsh breaths, filled the silence.

Kissing Alana was a feast of the senses. I was lying in a bed made of cotton candy, wrapped in her silky limbs. Her soft lips moved over mine, with the same slow certainty her hands traced my slick body.

“You smell like candy,” I murmured against her throat.

“Pink sugar.” She giggled. “I’m glad you like.”

Her blunt nails dug into my back and I arched into it, loving the bite of pain. She latched on to one breast and suckled deep.

“I’ve dreamt of this moment,” she said smashing my breasts together, switching between sucking and licking my nipples. “Damn, they’re so big, so perfect. I can’t wait any longer.”

In a blink, she flipped me on my back, catching me off guard. I moved to sit up, but she pressed me back with a hand to my chest.

“I know I said this was for you.” She shimmed down my body until her face was hovering over my core. “But this is for me too Mistress, I’ve waited so long to have you.”

I had no words. Alana didn’t wait for a response. She dipped her head between my spread thighs, dragged her tongue over my bare pussy lips and hummed as she slurped up our combined arousal.

“I knew it. I knew you’d taste good; you’re my new favourite treat.” Her bright blue eyes locked with mine. “Watch me.”

Still lost for words I could do nothing more than nod. The submissive in me recognize this was no longer my innocent Alana. No, that girl was gone. In her place stood a temptress demanding to have her way with me. My thoughts flicked briefly to a certain someone. I’d been his submissive princess for two years. Though this wasn’t the same, Alana wasn’t my Dom, she was…

“Watch me, Mistress.” Alana’s voice snatched my attention.

She was my princess, my bratty princess seeking my approval. My pussy walls clenched, the shift in our dynamic an instant turn on.

Holding my gaze, she licked my slit slow and steady until I parted open for her naturally.

“Mm, look at you. The first time I saw you naked, this beautiful big clit, I ran home that night to touched myself dreaming you were fucking me with it. My orgasm was so powerful, I used my pillow to muffle my screams. I came three times with your name on my lips.”

She swirled her tongue around my clit, tugging on the barbell, then sucked me deep into her mouth.

My head fell back on a moan. Alana had a vicious fucking mouth but that tongue of hers was lethal. I cupped my breasts, griding against her face.

Releasing me from her mouth, she spread open my labia wider with her fingers, angled her head and sucked on my stiffened bud like it was a ten-inch cock. Head bobbing, slurping sloppily, Alana sucked me off, swirling her tongue around the turgid length.

“Oh fuck, yes.” Hips bucking, I thrust into her eager mouth.

“Mm-mm.” Alana hooked her arms around my thighs, lifting my hips off the bed. “Ride my face.”

I grabbed her head with both hands and lost my damned mind grinding on her tongue. I set a frantic pace, chasing my release. We never once broke eye contact, that, coupled with her lashing tongue stroking in and out of me tipped me over the edge.

My whole body seized up as one of the most intense orgasms I’d ever had ripped through me.

“Oh, shit. Oh, shit, shit, shit.” I cried riding the aftershocks, half thrusting into Alana’s soft kisses and quick licks.

I reached between my legs stroking my erect clit. It was so damned swollen, the hood peeled back, hard and spasming. Alana licked around my fingers before she brushed them out of the way.

“Look how hard you are for me,” she moaned, stroking the length of it between her thumb and index fingers. “It’s like a mini cock. You gonna fuck me with your fat cock?”

“Yes, I’m gonna fuck you.”

She sucked me greedily into her mouth again as if she couldn’t help herself.

“Keep going,” I moaned, lightly pumping into her mouth. “Oh, yes.”

Tongue lashing, she sucked, slurped and popped it out of her mouth only to repeat it all over again. My pussy walls convulsed, and I’m creaming all over her face.

“I need you inside me.” Alana swiped her wet face with one hand. “I love how you cream for me.” She licked her hand clean as she climbed up my body.

“I don’t think I’ve ever had head this good,” I panted, having barely registered what she said about me being in side of her.

“Don’t worry Mistress, I’ll be your pussy whisperer.” She planted her feet on either side of my thighs with her pussy hovering over my clit. “I’ve been dying to try this.”

This chick was going to kill me. My mouth hung open as she eased herself down on me.

Warmth engulfed my throbbing clit.

She bent her head, staring at our joined bodies as she eased up, and lowered herself again, teasing her hole.

“Oh.” Her body trembled. “So good. Fuck me with your big fat cock, Mistress.”

I gripped her ass from the underside and rocked up into her. “You like this big dick?”

“Yes.” She threw her head back, grabbed her breasts and rode me. “Yes, Mistress. Yes, fuck me.”

I undulated beneath her, rolling my hips slowly. We’re sopping wet, creaming all over each other.

“Rub your clit,” I told her, slipping my hands out from under her. I caressed her breasts, traced the curve of her body, down her sides, over the flare of her hips. “You’re so damned sexy.”

I gripped her tight little ass, spread her open and fucked her, my movements frantic.

 We’re both bouncing, our breaths rapid pants. My clit, hard as steel pummelled in and out of Alana’s hot pussy. She gripped and squeezed the throbbing head each time my thrust drove deep.

I was in agony and ecstasy at the same damned time, wanting to give her more, needing to feel more of her. My walls clenched tight around nothing, my drenched clit wrapped in her soft heat kicked painfully, over-sensitized. My poor brain didn’t know what to do with this new sensation.

 I raised up into a seated position, sucked her tongue into my mouth and rocked with her. We kissed sloppily, tongue fucking each other’s mouth.

“That’s it, you bad girl. Ride your Mistress’ cock.”

“I’m coming Mistress. I’m going to come all over your big fat cock.”

“Oh, shit baby yes, fuck me.”

I spanked her ass as she rode me, promising myself that for my brat I was going to invest in a strap-on. Shit I’d grow a cock if I could for her sweet little pussy.

“Oooh, Mistress, mm-mm.” She sat deep in my lap, grinding hard. “Bite me.”

I bit down on her nipple, worrying the tight bead between my teeth.

“Harder. Mistress bite me, please bite me.”

Shit. I sucked her whole breast into my mouth and sank my teeth into her tender flesh.

“Yes,” she hissed, quirting all over me. “You want this pussy?”

“Yes baby, give it to me.”

She raised her ass up and slammed down in my lap. “Take it.”

Grinding into her I guided her waist as we rocked together, the friction of our bodies sliding and slipping was pure bliss.

“This pussy mine?”

“Yes,” she cried, slamming into me again. “I’m coming.”

“Me too baby, me too.”

We came together, hard. The heat between us so intense, we didn’t stop. I used my fingers and wrung another orgasm out of her. She flipped my ass again, ordered me on my knees, spread my ass cheeks and in seconds had me begging for her to fuck me. I crashed, blocked out for s second or two and came back to my senses with my pussy pulsing around three of her fingers.

 Can I tell you a secret? Alana was the first female I’d ever been with. I didn’t tell her; I was too embarrassed. Or maybe it was ego. In her eyes I was the super-fun, experienced, worldly badass to her sheltered home-body. I liked the image she had of me.

We took a quick shower, changed the sheets and fell asleep in each other’s arms.

To this day, it was one of the best sleeps I’d had.