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Eight

Tyler

Ava tensed in my hold before she spoke her safe word. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Instantly, I let go of her, backing up slightly. Her eyes were still closed, her body rocking back and forth.

“Precious, look at me.”

“I didn’t mean to!” She shouted, covering her face with her hands like she was expecting me to hit her. “Please don’t.”

“Baby, it’s just me. Open your eyes for me, okay?”

“I didn’t mean to.” She whimpered again.

Taking a chance, I gently touched her arm, but she flinched away from me. “Ava, can you look at me? It’s Tyler, I promise.”

Her eyes slowly open, tears filling them and spilling over onto her cheeks.

“Tyler?” She whispered.

“There she is,” I smiled at her.

“What happened?”

“I think you might have had a flashback. Can I touch you?”

She nodded, looking around frantically. I placed my hand on her cheek, and she leaned into it, taking a deep breath. “That’s good, just focus. No one else is here. Just you and me.”

“I saw him. I heard him.”

“He isn’t here, Precious.”

She reached for my hand, squeezing it hard like she was trying to ground herself. I held back, murmuring praises and telling her she was okay. Slowly, she stepped into my arms, and I held her against my body.

Placing a kiss on the top of her head, I rubbed her back. “Would you like to talk about it?”

“Can we lie down first?” She asked quietly.

“Of course.” I led her to the bedroom, placing my shirt back over her head and laying her gently on the bed. I curled in next to her, and she clung to me, wrapping her tiny arms around my body and placing her head on my chest.

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be, Precious. Safe words are there for that exact reason. You being in a good headspace is the most important thing.”

“But I ruined it.”

“You didn’t ruin anything.”

“I wanted it.”

“And it’s okay that you couldn’t finish. There will always be more chances. Can you tell me what happened?”

“It… Was that… primal play?” She asked through a sob.

“Yes. Was it something I said?”

“One day I was running through the house, and I lost my balance. I fell into the TV and knocked it down. I put it back, but it was broken, and when he noticed, he started screaming at me. I told him it was an accident, but he just kept yelling. He told me to run since that’s what caused it. It didn’t click at first, but then when you said it again… I was back in that place.”

“Oh, sweet girl. I am so sorry. I didn’t know.”

“I don’t think I want to play that game again.” She shuddered.

“Never again.”

“I’m a terrible Sub.”

“Don’t say that,” I snapped gently at her. “I don’t care if we have boring, vanilla sex for the rest of our lives. You are more than just a sub to me.”

The room fell silent. Nothing but our mixed breaths and the small sighs she lets out every once in a while.

“What’s on your mind, Precious?”

“Can… we do that thing again?” She mumbled.

“What thing, baby?”

“The… cock w-”

“You want me to sink my cock in your cunt while you sleep?”

“I… don’t want to have sex right now, but I think it might help. I want to try.”

We shifted around so that we were spooning. Spreading her leg, I placed it on my thigh and slid slowly into her heat, gritting my teeth to stay still. She felt so fucking good. So tight. Always wet and ready for me. “You feel so fucking good.”

“I like this.” She shivered.

“Why?” I asked softly.

“You’re so close. I… I feel safe.”

“I would stay inside you forever if I could.” I pulled her closer if that was even possible. Rubbing small circles on her stomach that I learned she liked. “You did so good today.” I praised. I kept repeating how proud of her I was, and how brave she was until her breath evened out. Pressing a kiss on her shoulder, I followed her lead and fell asleep.

* * *

Something pushing against me woke me up, the feeling of someone moving. Opening my eyes, I saw Ava slowly rocking her hips back and forth. My cock was already hard in her wet cunt.

“Precious, what are you doing?” I moaned.

“It… was there. It was too much, so I had to move.” She whined.

Throwing the blanket off us, I was graced with the sight of her plump pussy lips wrapped tightly around me. I let her keep the pace for a few, giving her a chance to feel like she was in control and find her trust again. Snaking my arm around her, I found her bud and started teasing circles. “Please don’t stop.” She begged, picking up the pace.

“Color?”

“Green,” she nodded. “I’m okay.”

“Baby, I only get off when I know you’re completely spent. I control how many orgasms you have. Can you handle that right now?”

“Yes.” She cried.

Flipping us over, I threw her legs over my shoulder, and with one long thrust, pushed inside her. “We won’t stop until you can’t move. When you can’t even utter another word. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“You’re going to ruin me.” I rasped, stroking her cheek affectionately.

Shoving my thumb in her mouth, she sucked and licked it, moaning around it. Removing my thumb, I pressed it to her clit, pinching and pulling until she was making all those pretty little noises and squeezing my cock.

“Good girl,” I smirked. “I want another one, though.” Moving us back around, I lay flat and grasped her by the hips, lifting her to my face.

“Tyler, I’ll kill you!” She protested, refusing to sit down.

I swatted her ass, earning a small yelp followed by a moan. “Hands on the headboard. Ride my face, Precious.”

She hesitated again, so I shoved her down myself, flicking her with my tongue. After a couple of flicks, she started to relax and move against my face.

“Oh, fuck.” She whimpered, her hands gripping the headboard tighter.

I kept going, twisting my tongue inside her small hole, pinching her clit between my teeth and rolling it. She shouted out again, her thighs tightening and her body trembling with each lick. I pressed down on her hips again, her entire weight on my face, and sucked harder.

“I’m coming!” She moaned, grinding faster with me now.

The bed creaked, hitting the wall with each movement from us, but her hands never left the headboard, prompting a faint smile of pride. She listened so well. I sucked her clit back into my mouth after she had stopped shivering and the shock waves had subsided.

“Too much!” She gasped.

She was soaking my face, trying to pull away, but I held her down by her hips in a punishing grip. I pushed her past her limits, making her ride her orgasm until I finally let up. Trying to show her that I’d never do anything to her that didn’t feel good. Looking up at her, her head was thrown back, eyes shut, and her chest heaving.

Laying her back down, I knocked her knees apart and gently brushed my thumb over her. She let out a low whimper mixed with a moan. “Sensitive, Precious?”

“I can’t take any more.” She wiggled away from me.

“That was only two, baby girl. You have more in you.” I gave her a cocky smile.

She mumbled a reply, something between a mix of begging to be fucked and protesting she couldn’t take anymore.

Bending down, I blew on her pussy. She instantly closed her legs and fisted the sheets.

“Don’t you want my cock?” I asked with a knowing smirk.

“Yes. Please, fuck me.”

Bringing my fingers back down to her pussy, I gathered up the wetness. “You’re so wet and needy for me.” Using the same hand, I brought it to my cock, giving it a couple of pumps using her arousal to lube myself.

“I need you inside me, now.”

“Color?”

“Green, I promise. Just fuck me.”

“Did you forget who’s in charge?”

“Please.”

“Well, when you ask so nicely.”