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cockwarming in your office chair while you’re busy, not allowed to even squirm. biting my lip and clenching so hard around you, desperate for any stimulation. fingers digging into your thighs, so tempted to start grinding but the urge to please you is stronger. so i just huff. pout. and you kiss my temple soft with a quiet i know, baby, promising it’ll be worth it

need wear a strap that’s too big for him and watch him struggle to ride me

usually a blowjob hater but all i can think about lately is tying a pretty boy to a chair with his wrists back and legs spread and making sure he can’t move before i make out with his tip, slowly kissing and licking his dick until he’s a leaking mess. stopping just before he cums to see him withering and groaning and whining at his ruined orgasm, just to continue once the feeling fades. wanna do this over and over again until he’s sobbing from frustration and his thighs are trembling and abs are clenching, then finally making him cum. once he cums, he’s so sensitive and adorable and i wouldn’t be able to resists pulling another orgasm from him, nor another, nor another, until he’s overstimulated and withering and begging me to stop, that he cannot handle anymore, head thrown back and sobbing harder and going even dumber for me

when he’s so so big over you and inside you trying to coax you into relaxing for him; saying ‘it’s ok, sweetheart, you’re doing so well for me, you can take it’ and he kisses you as he slides himself all the way home inside you(swearing you’re so tight around him he can feel your heartbeat) so that your little hiccup is swallowed by his mouth and then he pulls back to admire the sight of you stretched around him to coo; ‘see? there’s my pretty angel. look how good you look full of me.’

“oh sweetheart, you’re okay, it’s in and you were so good for me, so so brave,” said sickeningly sweetly, while kissing your wet eyelashes and waiting for their knot to finish swelling and locking into place in your plush, warm pussy

something about getting fucked while your partner is fully clothed and you're fully naked is so hhnnngggh

I love scent freaks. steal my used shirt, bury your face in the crook of my neck and breathe deeply when you hug me, wear my clothes when you get off because it feels much better with my scent all over you.

I love the word needy. It's so simple but so powerful. Need to feel me owning you? Need to feel me using you for my desires? Need to feel my body and smell my scent? Need to lose yourself in the moment as I ravish you? Need to be utterly, obediently mine, blank and happy? But they're too shy to admit to these things out loud. So instead they just say... "needy." And it's up to the dom in their life to imbue that word with all its meaning.

i want to be as close as possible. every inch of you inside me, my legs wrapped around your waist to keep you from pulling out, making out until we can’t breathe