Iron | 31
Dominant by nature, still sharpening the edge of exactly what kind.
Fresh to #nsfwtwt & single as hell.
Here to play, push, and find out just how dark
As the highway blurred past, she wrapped her lips around her Dom’s thick cock and sucked like she was starving. One hand gripped the wheel, the other tangled in her hair, guiding her deeper. ‘Good girl,’ he growled, while the engine hummed and the night swallowed their moans.
"Stop pretending you’re working,” the Dom murmured against their ear, hand sliding under the desk. Fingers found wet heat and stroked slow, deliberate. “You can type… if you can still think. Be good and keep those legs open for me.”
Cold lube dripped down the Sub’s crack as the thick plug pressed against their tight hole.
Slow, relentless pressure… then a deep, stretching pop as it sank fully inside.
“Good toy. Now clench. That plug stays in until I say otherwise.”