Your eyes were rolled so far back in your head that you couldn’t see the smirk on her face even if you tried. It was getting to be too much - and she was well aware of that.
“That’s it baby. Keep moving back on my cock, you’re doing so well” she coos in your ear. Your body gave your brain no time to come up with a response, her words becoming law to you. Your hips are so sore you’d be focused on thinking about how you were supposed to work tomorrow if it were anyone else fucking you - but it’s her. Finally, it’s her. While her metal hand holds a lit cigarette, her other moves to grip the soft skin where your waist meets your hips, giving you a firm but loving squeeze; one that you know was conveying her feelings just as much as her power. Hey, fine by you, there’s nowhere you’d rather be than right here, under her direct control and if you're lucky under her directly.
You wish she’d flip you over, or grab your hips and make you move on top of her but instead you can’t see her, kiss her, or hold her - but Janna does the curve of her strap make those problems look much smaller. You want her in all of those ways, of course, you’ve been dying for this for months, but you know better than to rush her. She clearly has a reputation for a reason. Her skills coupled with the months of flirting, that had you touching yourself almost every night since you laid eyes on her, led you to accepting anything and everything she was willing to give you, to share with you. Being ever the optimist, you hoped this is far from the last time you’d be with her like this, wanting to experience every position that her god-like body could offer, hear every noise that leaves her beautiful full lips, see every emotion behind those gorgeous grey eyes. She draws you out of these thoughts with the harsh movement of her pulling out of you.
“Sevi-” She cuts you off with a harsh smack on your left ass cheek, chuckling at your jump and the moan you let out. Using this opportunity with you stunned, she rolls your bodies so she is underneath you, back supported by the head board. Urging your drained but forever willing body on top of hers she helps your hips move until you’ve found your rhythm. “That’s it baby, you’re taking me so well aren’t you?” She tilts your chin up, forcing your eyes to meet hers, nodding your head for you - you’ve never seen more fucked out pupils. Knowing you’re making her feel as good as she’s making you gives you the boost of energy you need to chase your orgasm and force her into hers.
Her hand that isn’t on your chin reaches over for the cigarette you’d totally forgotten about, being fucked dumb tended to make you lose track of things like that. “Sevika I’m gonna cum please, please, plea-” “What do you want baby? Huh? I need you to use your words for me” dominance drips off of her words, you’re not even sure what you’re beginning for at this point all you know is you want all of her. As she moves her hand from your chin, downwards to grab your hips, the lit ash of her cigarette falls on your calf causing you to let out a pained moan, but a moan nonetheless. “Baby are you oka- wait did you like that?” Her taunting voice has been taken up another level, condescending has never looked so good. “Are you a little slut or something?” “just for you Vika” the nickname caused a rush of emotions to flood Sevika’s heart but her mind was focused on one thing - making you feel so good you never leave her side. She takes a second to look at your face, really look, making sure you weren’t in any pain or scared before moving her cigarette over the top of your thigh. Slowly she lowered it, giving you one last chance to back out. You just stared into her eyes, thinking if you looked long enough you could just stay there - get lost in them, in her, forever.
She presses the end of the cigarette into the soft flesh of your thigh, the thigh she plans on worshiping everyday as if to make up for this moment, if you let her. Your yell turned into a moan faster than either of you thought possible. Apparently this pain was all you needed to push you into the most intense orgasm of your life, hers following seconds later. She holds you, stroking your hair as you both come down. Slowly she pulls out of you, making sure to be as gentle as she can. She goes to take the strap off, and as soon as she inches away your arms shoot out almost embarrassingly fast to grab her waist. She sighed a content sigh, happy, in this moment she was really happy. “Baby I’ll be right back, gotta put this away grab us something to sleep in and some water just wait there looking all fucked out for me, ok?” As your eyes drifted closed you once again missed another one of her smirks, probably a good thing you definitely would have tried to jump her again if you’d seen it. You mirror her sight, happier than imagined to be with the woman you lusted and pined over for months. Exhausted and euphoric you drift off to sleep, barely feeling the weight of her arm as she rolled you into her chest. The last thing you remember feeling was a soft kiss pressed to your forehead as her arms tightened around you.