the-romantic-dominant:

When I’ve Conquered You

I’ve seen you like this more times than I can remember now.

Laying there. Unable to do much other than lay there and say a few things as you hold your shaken body.

Grabbing your wetness I just ruined.

The pussy I ate into orgasm. The clit sucked vigorously until you shook. The fingers of mine that dove deep inside you, then turned, then tap-danced on your G spot until the internal shockwaves flushes your body. The cock inside you, shoved back hard and fast while I see you fall apart in front of my very two eyes.

I am counting each orgasm in my head. Each time I make a mental note. I am making a tally.

I measure my own worth from this tally. How impressed will I be with myself? 4? Eh. 6? Now we are talking. 8? Papa is proud.

The state I see you in after is the pinnacle. Wiped out. Saying “oh my god” and “shit, fuck, shit, damn”. I am so warm inside in this moment.

Knowing what I did to you. Knowing you think I’m the center of the world.

Just rest, Kitten. Lay there. Keep on thinking those thoughts. I’m starting to get hard again.

Tap tap.