Stretched beneath you, muscles quaking, gasping quick, shallow breaths as your weight presses down on top of me. Your heartbeat pounds against my back, your breathing still loud and heavy as the aftershocks of our shared release pass through us. Your fingers flex, but only slightly relax their hold from where they had pinned my wrists to the bed. For the moment, the only sound is our ragged breathing. Your cock is heavy within me, softening now as our trembling eases, but I can still feel the pulse of how deeply you fill me.

Turning your head, your breath grazes the shell of my ear as you press a trail of kisses down my neck, laying sweetness down over the sting of the marks you left on my shoulder earlier. My body quivers beneath you again at the feel of your mouth on me, just as you knew it would, and I feel your lips curve into a satisfied smirk. You've always loved this, how sensitive my skin is to your touch.

Sliding a hand under my body to cup me, you whisper "one more time for me, beautiful", as you grind against me, each flex of your hips pressing me tighter against your fingers as they slide across my clit. The weight of you pressing me down into the bed, the scent of your sweat, the heat of your body--just you, overpowering my senses as only you can. Surrendering to your words of encouragement and the pleasure your fingers wring, I cry out as the orgasm bursts through me. I feel your deep growl of satisfaction as my body spasms beneath you one more time. You press your face into my hair and I hear you, only you, as the waves of pleasure subside, leaving me trembling.

My heartbeat smooths and my breathing begins to match yours as my body finally relaxes fully-- utterly spent beneath you. Your fingers no longer coax and tease, but your hand remains, holding me with firm possessiveness. Your other hand releases my wrists and I run my fingers up and down your forearm. With our legs tangled together, I'm covered by you, surrounded by you, safe beneath you. Tears well in my eyes as a deep sense of peace settles over me. I pull your hand to my lips, pressing a kiss into your palm as I whisper, "thank you, Sir".