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I don’t care.

It’s not a joke when I say this is fucking hot. Maybe it’s my sleep-addled brain making me think that, but hey, I’ll take it. I’ve never been woken up with sex before. I never thought I would like it. Yet I trust Ira, and when she strokes my slit, neither of us is surprised when I’m wet enough to do whatever she wants.

Shit, like nobody knows what she wants.

She doesn’t say a thing, let alone good morning, as she lifts my left leg and presses her fingertips into my wetness. I moan into the palm of her hand, watching the morning sunlight ascend through the bedroom window as she slowly slips into me, filling me at this ungodly hour.

Once I’m too full to take more at this angle, she pulls out, muttering something that I can’t comprehend into my ear.

Before I know it, Ira slams back into me, shaking my body, flinging my leg over her hips, and using her free hand to snake beneath my shirt and squeeze my breast as hard as she dares.

In my current state, it’s almost overwhelming.

She doesn’t even touch my clit, yet I’m halfway to squealing in her hand, my body overcome with desire and pleasure. I don’t know where she got so much energy this early in the morning, but she’s not letting up. I jerk in her embrace from the force of her strength. I cower beneath her hand, sinking deeper into her arms, against her body, willing more of her into me as she takes me, over and over.

“You’re mine,” I feel in her movements. “This is what you were made for. You don’t need to worry about anything else. Let go and indulge in the moment.”

Do you think that’s what she means when she does this?

“Katie.” That’s the only word I hear from her before she fucks me harder, her hand impaling from behind, reaching deep, deep within, and threatening to split me in two. I close my eyes, blotting out the sun, welcoming the darkness of my dream world.

The whimper I release into her hand is both pathetic and electrifying.

My body gives me away. Every part of me is charged, ready. The amount of wetness that manages to seep between my skin and hers trickles down my thigh. My nipples are so sensitive that all it takes is one pinch and I’m near orgasm.

She didn’t tell me not to come.

Sounds I barely recognize fill the air, muffled by her strong hand clamped upon my mouth. I know we’re both close when I feel her tense, the sounds of sex so strong and enticing that they’re all I can hear. I want her. I want her inside me, like this, getting ready to prove herself until I scream for more.

I’m not surprised when I start to climax. The entirety of my body shudders. My brain explodes in my head. My eyes are closed, but light comes through in the form of nirvana claiming me.

This isn’t a normal orgasm, however. This is something else.

Something is happening, and not only to my body.

Somewhere in the depths of my mind, I realize that it wasn’t “Katie” the sub enjoying this. No, at no point in my dreamy haze did I think I had to change my attitude to enjoy this. I just did. I didn’t need an excuse.

There’s something even scarier happening as I lie here, being fucked halfway out of sleep by someone I’ve let collar me and do whatever the fuck she wants to me – shit like this.

What’s happening is that I not only want my own pleasure, but her own. For her sake.

I want her to use me to feel good.

I want her to keep me quiet, docile, and accepting of what happens.

Good God do I want her to!

When I hear her grunt in orgasm, I’m elated. When I feel her fingers stall within me, I’m relieved. Yes, I physically feel good. Great, even. It’s a good orgasm, and I’m going to lie here and ride it out as a wonderful way to start my day. What feels fantastic, however, is hearing her pleasure tear through her, emptying her stress, her fears, and her insecurities.

Fuck my life. Nova was right.

Her soothing voice brings me down from my high. Ira stays within me for a few more seconds, hand slacking against my mouth until her arm falls over the edge of the bed. My head rolls onto the pillow and I close my eyes, ready to go back to sleep.

“Wake up, darling. It’s nearly time to go to work.”

Ah, fuck her!

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