A sigh escaped me. He stilled inside me, waiting for me to adjust to his size. I rolled my hips to show him that I was okay.
He let out a tortured groan, his hips withdrawing fully before plunging back inside me. We were connected in a way. His eyes were on mine like he could see the real me.
I closed my eyes as I relished the feeling of euphoria but he slapped my breasts slightly. "Eyes on me, love. I want you to see who is doing this to you." He growled.
I licked my lips, my eyes finding their way to the back of my head. He was so hot when he growled at me. I opened my eyes returning his stare, the intensity at all. He angled his hip, hitting that one spot.
"Oh, God!" I cried out.
He stopped immediately to glare at me, "not God, me!" He growled again.
"Sorry master," I whimpered.
