Hard Reset: Part 3

Read part 1 and part 2.

I tilt my head back up at him, needing another kiss to settle. He licks my lips gently, touching his tongue to mine as our lips meet. “You need to cum once more baby, then you’re done, okay?” he says gently. I nod, not trusting my voice to answer. I have no idea if I will be able to cum- I still don’t really feel like I am in my body.

He sits up slightly, moving his hands over my breasts and taking time to roll my nipples between his fingers. “Open your legs for me baby, I’m going to make you feel good.”

I do as he says before I even realize I’m doing it, easily surrendering to his command. His hand moves between my legs, sliding between my lips to find me soaked for him. His fingers explore me until he gets a moan, and then gently settle into a rhythm. I burrow into his chest, keeping my legs open as he caresses my clit. “That’s it baby, let me make you feel good. Focus on my fingers…good girl,” he whispers, helping me to reconnect to myself.

He gently brings me back down, while ramping my nerves back up. He takes a brief pause to reach for the wand on the bedside table, turning it on low and placing it between my legs. I moan at the sensation, relived that it isn’t too intense. He uses the wand to slowly build me up, bringing me to the edge little by little, and then all at once. Before I know it, I feel the all too familiar feeling of tension in my clit. “Sir, can I please cum for you?” I ask, barely a whisper. I have a brief moment of panic that he will say no, but I feel his lips on mine as he breathes his “yes” into my mouth.

I fall over the edge again, this time landing more softly. My body shivers in his embrace, and he keeps the wand on my clit until the shivers become trembles, dying down into nothing. He turns the wand off, kissing my forehead and putting his hand over my pussy, more comforting than stimulating. I am still floating, but feeling more and more grounded as he continues to touch my exhausted body. We lay together for who knows how long, wrapped in each other, soaking in the moment. He showers me in praise, kisses, and touch, giving me the time and space to come back down safely after the intense stimulation. I move gingerly, realizing that I am going to feel tenderness in my ass for days to come. I smile at the thought, knowing that the sensation will continue to ground me long after he’s left my house.

“You have been such a good girl today,” he praises, gently rubbing my body. “You did everything I said, and have made me very proud.”

His validation stirs me somewhere deep inside, and my exhausted body murmurs a “thank you Sir” before I fall asleep in his arms.

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Published by aliddell106

30 something woman- writer of erotica, blogger of all things BDSM and beyond. Tall, curvy, blonde; intelligent, grounded, hilarious. High pressure job, experienced submissive.

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