Image Prompt 58

The metronome set his pace, slow but unrelenting. The double sided dildo securely anchoring them together in a very physical manner, their unbreakable mental connection though was holding them in place even without it. His instructions were clear, he must keep going but could not cum until she allowed it, if she decided to allow it of course. Her flawless image was burned into his mind as she brought herself to the edge over and over again, the sweet smell filling the room and making his blood pound through his body. He had wondered in the beginning why she didn’t want her vibrator but as he struggled to control himself his body was wracked by an almost ever present quivering that surely was traveling through the dildo. She always thought of everything he thought with a smile as another bead of sweat rolled down his shaking body. Watching her alone could drive him nearly mad with desire but being physically involved and under constant stimulation was excruciating to say the least. But the look in her eyes when she opened them was intoxicating, a blend of need, desire, lust, control and pride. Always thinking of everything indeed! As the first wave of orgasm washed over her he almost ripped his cock off, squeezing so hard to contain himself. The veins bulged, head swollen beyond comfort like an overfilled balloon, and his knuckles white around the shaft as he fought for control. Her sounds were enough to make anyone weak with desire as her body shook, breath catching and then exhaling. He drank in every piece of it mentally etching this incredible moment in the stone of his mind. She blinked and watching him trembling with arousal, smiling at him while catching her breath, then said “3 more” with a wink and with that began the slow enchanting dance of pleasure as she began her ascent again. He could think of nowhere else he would rather be as the drips of sweat slid down him and his body was spasming uncontrollably.