I'd never felt so vulnerable, at once both lost and found, as I now did sprawled across Savage in this foolish throne-chair. His strength was my solace, my comfort, and there was nothing better than hearing the beating of his heart beneath my ear. Once trapped in a loveless, pleasure-less marriag...
“Mine,” Savage repeated, his breath warm on the skin beneath my ear. “Never forget it, either.” I closed my eyes, relishing the pressure of his body against mine. “Let me prove it to you, Master,” I whispered. I slipped one hand between us to find his cock. He was enormous in his trousers, strain...