DORIS
I didn’t know whether or not to be embarrassed that I just came all over Arthur’s fingers. I decided not to be. He was a master.
I leaned against his chest. Boneless.
“So, you like that,” Arthur asked, smug pride in his voice.
“Meh,” I joked. “Not sure. Maybe we need to try again so I can really be sure.”
"Oh, we're going to try again, alright," he said, his voice dark with commanding promise.
I shivered.
He gripped my ass firmly.
Then everything was a blur when he pulled his pants down, and carefully lowered me onto his hardness. I was so full with pleasure. He waited, teeth grinding together firmly with his barely held back patience as I took a moment to adjust.
Arthur moved, just the tiniest bit.
It was like slipping into an alternate reality of stars and rain and magic.
