Embrace the Burn
- Sep 30, 2025
- 4 min read
Updated: Jun 30
Just the Sex by Anne Weller
This story contains: her and him, contemporary romance, couple, anal, firsts, cunnilingus, toys, BDSM/kink
I like to push my limits, but Eric is afraid of hurting me.
Admittedly, I scared him last month when I passed out from a choke hold I’d coaxed him into trying. Since then, he’s been seeking alternatives that won’t allow me to get carried away.
His morning text reads: “Strip naked. Hands and knees on the bed. Be ready at 10:00.”
The command makes my cunt tingle.
When he arrives at 9:45, I hear him go to the kitchen.
I shrug out of my tank, pop the button of my jeans, and drag the zipper down. I can’t resist slipping a hand into my panties, middle fingertip seeking my clit.
I allow myself five slow strokes.
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