We are laying in the bed, spooning. As he is playing with my breasts his breathing seemed to fall to a sleeping rhythm. I hate that. This time it feels...bad...it changes to me feeling yukky. I haven't felt that way in a very long time. I don't feel like I am in our bed. I cover my breasts. He sleepily roams his hands elsewhere. When he returns to my breasts I hold firm and tell him how I'm feeling.
I don't want you to feel yukky, ever.
His hands roam free again. He is loving. And, he reminds me where I am and who I belong to.
It's not very surrendered of you to NOT let me enjoy you how I want to enjoy you.
He pinches my nipples, rubs, and squeezes my breasts.
I felt yukky but he was bringing me back.
My breasts are for HIM and for HIS pleasure- that is MY pleasure.
If it calms me to rub you and I fall asleep, that's what I want.
His hands move up my body and start to push my shoulders and head down.
Your sleeping at my hip tonight. I want your head below my hip.
My heart is filling as I slide down his side and lay my head down next to his hip.
You're sleeping there, cover up with the blanket.
I cover up as he turns to the side. I take him in my mouth. I suck.
This is your pacifier tonight- I want him in your mouth.
My thank you is twofold. He has brought me out. He makes his sub/surrendered wife feel loved and beautiful. I am thanking him for giving me his cock all night. Even more, I am thanking him for taking the time and energy to KNOW me. I need to be owned by him. I need his heavy hand and direction. It is my calm. I didn't know this is what I needed right now but HE knew.
After he finishes in my mouth he invites me back up to cuddle.
You can come back. I can't sleep with you down there, I want to hold you.