Having Him

His hand is my first warning he is behind me, gently placed on my shoulder. It is so different to Jackson, where Jackson would usually come in, and the whip would hit me. Marcus, though, places his hand on me, soothing almost.

I feel my whole body relax under his touch, still screaming for pleasure. Now though, I feel safe. Maybe this is why Jackson was keen to have Marcus as part of it if it is to ever happen. He somehow just makes me feel safe instantly, something I will need if I really want my fantasy to happen.

The sound of the door closing and locking alerts me that no one will walk in, and I relax more. The feel of Marcus’ hand travelling slowly down my back makes shivers rise within me from his touch.

His hand lifts from my back. I jump as it hits my ass, the pleasure rippling through me, my moans almost escaping. My mind is telling me to take off the blindfold and just pull him to me.

I can feel his movements around my body as he moves. The