You know it's a great play session when you wake up with boobs that can't stand to be touched. I almost didn't think I was going to make it last night, it was so hard to stay awake. I was taking my pre-bedtime bath and kept finding myself falling asleep...which did not bode well for me. With our schedules being what they are, our play sessions are pretty much limited to Fri-Sunday nights. (that is if the small humans that live with us allow it at all) I knew if I even hinted to my Sir that I was exhausted, that he'd call it off, and tuck me in. And I'm one fucking brat when I want something, so I sucked it up and drank 1/2 a grande Starbucks latte and enjoyed myself.
And enjoy myself I did, I had my ass spanked with my favorite paddle and got to enjoy his cock in my mouth. As of late, I've learned that I enjoy a good face fucking. I love it when I lay back on the side of our bed, and he straddles my face while standing. I enjoy digging my nails into his ass, trying to pull him farther into my mouth. I get so wet at the moans and encouragement he utters as he slides his cock in and out of my mouth...tickling the back of my throat. And then the longer, more demanding strokes as his pleasure starts to build and control is lost just a tidge.
The Brat in me did enjoy saying in that moment "So what are your needs, desires, and wants right now?" (a poke at what our therapist wants us to do when communicating...I'm sure he didn't mean mid-cocking sucking though) And the growled answer of "to fuck you, that's it, just to fuck you" and that he did. There is nothing like being fucked hard, with his hands around my neck...just tight enough to tease me into clawing his chest. Yes, fucked me, owned me, that he did and he did it well. Pretty sure this is what love looks like to me :)