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longer, she couldn’t any more.  Even just this slight taste of something she had always wanted was enough to bring her so close to the edge she could barely stand it.  She stood up and took off her panties, wasting no time in straddling him again and lowering herself so his entire cock slid into her. 
     
    He threw his head back and groaned as she gripped his shoulder tightly.  She moved her body up and down and he soon began to thrust his hips upward in rhythm of her movement.  When he tried moving his hands out of the loose restraint to grab onto her, she pressed firmly down on his arms to prevent it. 
     
    With a stern look on her face she shook her head and he looked up at her, dazed but fascinated.  She moved her body up and down faster and faster until her cries of orgasm filled the apartment. She didn’t stop until she felt him cum. She stood up and pulled him forward by his shoulders to remove the shirt that had been keeping his wrists together.  She placed it in his hands and told him to clean up.  He did so with such obedience she was surprised but didn’t show it. 
     
    After he finished, she softened her gaze and quietly took the shirt from him to throw it into the hamper with the other dirty clothes.  She walked back over to the couch and lowered herself to sit on his lap, draping her arms around her neck and looking into his eyes with a sweet expression.  She was happy.  She leaned in and gave him a soft kiss, their lips just brushing.
     
    “Was that okay?”  She pulled back slightly and looked at him with eyes that said she sincerely hoped it was okay.  It was not because she wanted to do it again and go further than that, much further; it was because she wanted him to feel comfortable and have enjoyed it at least as much as she did. 
     
    He nodded and smiled.  “Yes,” he said quietly as he stretched his neck forward to kiss her on the cheek. 
     
    His hands came up to grab onto her waist as he continued to shower her cheek with gentle kisses.  She hummed out a sigh, feeling content. 
     
    “I really enjoyed it,” he confessed as he pulled back to meet her gaze.  “I have to admit I’m still surprised.”
     
    “I know,” she admitted. 
     
    She heaved a sigh as she debated whether or not to tell him what she had seen on his laptop screen.  She opted against it, at least for the time being, but did think they should talk more about this newest interaction.  If she wanted to keep going she needed to know where he stood with it all. 
     
    It needed to be straightforward rather than experimental like it was tonight.  This had just been for her to see if he seemed open to the idea and he certainly did.  What made the excitement build even more for her was the fact that he had just taken on the submissive role so naturally.  Every time she fantasized about engaging in these kinds of activities she always imagined being in control.  She was not opposed to trying a switch, but she felt from deep within she would never enjoy it nearly as much as being the dominant one. 
     
    “Honestly,” she started, but stopped as the feeling of being nervous about addressing this topic openly with him welled up in her again.  She tried to push it down by reassuring he would be open to it.  Even if he didn’t want to pursue it and explore, he would not judge her for having these urges.
     
    At this moment she wondered why she ever thought he would have a negative reaction.  He had never been that kind of man with her or anybody.  She trusted him and had to believe she could be honest about what she wanted. She realized that was a major component of the relationship.  She had to be able to say what she felt, thought, needed, and wanted without feeling afraid.  She had never felt any anxiety about this until recently regarding the concerns about her relationship, but she now had a better grasp of what those concerns were.  If she was right, opening up about this desire and