Unparalleled

I know it’s wrong but sometimes, I derive pleasure from setting him off, until he starts manhandling me in a way that makes us hunger for one another’s flesh, partially naked & hungry to feast on each other.  

And then, it’s on.  
 
He’ll pin me down, kiss me hard whilst pinching my nipples harder than usual as he attempts to regain control but I’ll escalate a little more, and he derives pleasure from gripping me by the hair & punishing my arse amongst other things as he attempts to put me back in my place.  
 
Sometimes, I resist just to make him explore his own boundaries, whilst using my body to do so.  
  
In those moments of non-conpliance, we both feel alive as it always ends with me being drilled hard & deep, and some days he knows when I’m fragile as his soft & gentle, is just as medicinal.    
   
Post leaving my bare naked cunt swollen & sore, long after the moment has past, and he likes to remind me of the little insignificant things that actually demonstrates how I’m orbiting his world.  
   
Other times, when I’m numb I need his rough & rawness, whilst the urgency of his kisses tells me all I need to know as he pulsates deep inside me, long after filling me with his seed.  
   
His love is unparalleled.  
   
Eventually, post exhausting him with such, we organically fall into each other without too much to say or do, save basking in the way our tangled limbs are twined as our lips find their resting place on each other.

He’s my weakness, and I’m his strength.