As she stood there, clad in leather from head to toe, she felt a sense of power and vulnerability all at once. She knew that she was in the capable hands of her Dom, and that wondered alone was enough to put her at ease.
He stepped forward, his eyes blazing with a fiery intensity that made her heart skip a beat. His hand reached out to cup her chin, lifting her face to meet his gaze.
“You know what I want,” he said, his voice low and throaty.
She nodded, her eyes never leaving his.
“Say it,” he demanded.
“I want you to dominate me,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
He smiled, a slow, dangerous grin that set her pulse racing.
“Good girl,” he said, his hand moving to trail down her throat, caressing the sensitive flesh.
He leaned closer, his lips brushing against hers. She moaned softly as his tongue slid into her mouth, exploring every inch of her.
His hands were everywhere, rough and demanding as he pulled her body tight against his. She could feel the bulge of his erection pressing against her leather-clad body.
“Take off your clothes,” he commanded, his eyes darkening with desire.
Heart pounding in her chest, she began to slowly peel off her clothing, exposing inch after inch of smooth skin. As she stood there, naked and vulnerable before him, he circled her like a predator, his eyes devouring her body.
“Beautiful,” he murmured, his hand landing on her bare back with a sharp slap.
She cried out, but he only chuckled, his hand trailing down to cup her ass.
“Such a pretty little sub,” he said, his voice dripping with lust.
He pushed her to her knees, his cock hard and ready for her. She eagerly took him into her mouth, her tongue tracing every vein and ridge.
He gripped her hair tightly, holding her head steady as he pumped in and out of her mouth. She gagged, but he didn’t stop, his hips moving faster and faster until he finally came with a shuddering climax.
He pulled her up, kissing her fiercely as he unzipped his leather pants, freeing his cock. He pushed her face down onto the bed, her ass up in the air, and then plunged into her with a force that nearly took her breath away.
She cried out in pleasure as he pounded into her, his hands gripping tightly onto her hips. His thrusts grew harder and faster until she shattered into a million pieces, her orgasm washing over her like a wave.
He followed soon after, his own climax tearing through him as he pumped his seed deep inside her.
Exhausted, they collapsed onto the bed, tangled in a pile of leather and sweat. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with awe and love.
“I am yours,” she whispered.
“And always will be,” he replied, his arms wrapping tightly around her.
As they drifted off to sleep, both knew that they were tangled up in something far more intense and meaningful than mere leather and lust. They were tangled up in a love that would endure for the ages.