Page 90 of He Sees You When You’re Sleeping

“Bend over the bed,” I instruct her, and she complies eagerly, presenting herself to me. The sight of her like this, so willing and trusting, nearly undoes me.

I take my time preparing her, using plenty of lube and starting with one finger. Chloe gasps at the initial intrusion, her body tensing slightly.

“Relax,” I say, rubbing soothing circles on her lower back with my free hand. “That’s it, baby. Just breathe.”

Gradually, I work up to two fingers, then three, stretching her carefully. Chloe’s gasps of discomfort turn to moans of pleasure as she adjusts to the new sensations.

“Please,” she whimpers. “I need you inside me.”

I position myself behind her, the head of my cock pressing against her entrance. “Are you sure?” I ask one last time.

“Yes,” Chloe breathes. “Please, fuck me.”

Slowly, carefully, I push inside her. The tight heat envelops me, and I have to grit my teeth to keep from losing control. Chloe lets out a long, low moan as I fill her completely.

“Oh god,” she gasps. “It’s so much . . . so full . . .”

I hold still, giving her time to adjust. “You’re doing so well, baby,” I praise her. “You feel amazing.”

When she relaxes around me, I start to move, setting a slow, steady rhythm. Chloe’s moans grow louder with each thrust, her hands fisting in the sheets.

“Harder,” she demands. “Please, I can take it.”

I increase my pace, my hands gripping her hips tightly. The room fills with the sound of skin slapping against skin and our mingled moans of pleasure.

“You’re mine,” I growl, lost in the sensation of claiming her. “All mine.”

“Yes,” Chloe cries out. “Yours, only yours.”

My orgasm builds, a tightening in my lower abdomen. I reach around to rub Chloe’s clit, determined to make her come first.

Chloe’s body shudders under my touch, her moans growing more frantic. I can feel her tightening around me as she nears her peak.

“That’s it, baby,” I encourage her, my fingers working her clit in tight circles. “Come for me. Let me feel you.”

With a cry that’s almost a scream, Chloe comes undone. Her body convulses, clenching around me so tightly it nearly pushes me over the edge. I slow my thrusts, letting her ride out her orgasm.

As her tremors subside, I resume my pace. The sight of Chloe, flushed and satiated beneath me, is the most powerful control a woman could hold over me.

“Where do you want me to come?” I ask, my voice strained with the effort of holding back.

“In my ass,” Chloe gasps. “I want to feel you. I want you to claim what’s yours and will only be yours.”

Her words are my undoing. With a few more powerful thrusts, I bury myself deep inside her and let go, my orgasm washing over me in intense waves. Chloe moans softly as she feels me pulsing inside her.

For a moment, we stay connected, both of us catching our breath. Then, carefully, I withdraw and collapse onto the bed beside her. Chloe turns to face me, her eyes bright and a satisfied smile on her lips.

“That was...” she trails off, seemingly at a loss for words.

“Yeah,” I agree, pulling her close. “It was.”

We lie there in comfortable silence, our bodies intertwined. I run my fingers through Chloe’s hair, marveling at how perfectly she fits against me.

“I think I’m falling for you,” Chloe whispers suddenly, her voice barely audible.

My heart swells at her words. I’ve waited so long to hear them, dreamed of this moment countless times. But the reality is so much sweeter than any fantasy.

“I’m already fallen,” I admit, tightening my arms around her.