As she clung onto the metal bars of the headboard, gasping for breath, Katherine knew she was at her Dom’s mercy. His touch was firm, yet gentle, as he ran his hands down her body, slowly caressing every inch of her skin.
She had never felt so alive, so exposed, and yet so safe. With every movement he made, she could feel his desire growing, and it filled her with a sense of excitement and anticipation. Her Dom was a master of control, and she could feel his power rippling through her, wrapping her up in a cocoon of pleasure and submission.
As he bent down to kiss her perfect lips, Katherine felt a shudder run through her body. She knew that this was just the beginning, and that soon, she would be lost in the ecstasy of her Dom’s desire.
He began to kiss her neck, his lips leaving a trail of fire in their wake. She moaned, unable to contain her need for him any longer. Her Dom had promised her a night of passion, and he was delivering it in spades.
As he raised his head, she could see the hunger in his eyes. He was staring at her as if she was the only thing in the world that mattered, his gaze piercing through her soul and making her ache with desire.
Slowly, he lowered himself onto her, his body entwined with hers, his heat overwhelming her. With every touch, every breath, every movement, Katherine knew that she was his, completely and utterly.
As he began to take her, thrusting deep and hard, she felt a wave of pleasure wash over her, building and building until she could feel it cresting, breaking over her in a deluge of ecstasy.
She cried out, unable to contain her release any longer, and he held her tightly, his hands roaming over her body, taking her higher and higher until they both fell over the edge into a blissful, orgasmic oblivion.
As they lay there, their bodies entwined, Katherine knew that she would never forget this night, this moment, this Dom’s desire. And as she drifted off to sleep, she couldn’t help but wonder what the future might hold for her, and her dominant lover.