As an anniversary gift to each other we had a night away in a little cabin, just for us. This lifestyle requires a bit of soundproof privacy (if we are doing it right!) and we found our spot. Not at all in the middle of nowhere but a personal cabin none the less.
My gift to him, the longest & best body massage of his life. I was honestly sweating everywhere as I pushed, pulled, dug in and worked out every knot over every inch of his body. We were freshly out of the tub just prior so I also took some liberties to play with his ass a bit as I massaged him. Licking and playing, just enough to remind him that this is NOT a massage from just anyone. I can do things to him no one else in the world can do- and I very much wanted him to remember this massage as the best ever.
After about an hour I began incorporating the ass play more and more, making it obvious that this was now heading to the "happy ending" phase of the gift. I LOVE a good long tease. The build up is as sensual to my parts as I (think) it is for his! How I can feel sub space when I am in charge and taking him over is beyond me, but I did. I was drunk on the connection between us. I very slowly pushed into him looking to find that sweet spot. I love to hear him, to hear his absolute passion for me and all that I do to him. At some point he turns over and I have MY gift, hard and waiting for my mouth to take it in.
I want to consume him, both literally and figuratively.
I give him every sensation...
Shallow sensual adoration at the top.
Deep surrendered breathlessness to the bottom.
Never stopping my original intentions of milking every last drop from him.
He does not enjoy the level of sensation that I do, it's difficult for me to remember that. But, I do, and I am careful to only do what makes him moan with pleasure. I am rewarded with an absolutely full mouth. And like a very good girl, I swallowed. Only after he said I could.