“Hi, buddy this is Chris. I am not coming home tonight. Spending the night with my girlfriend. Chuckles. Well, she hasn’t said yes yet but she will. Anyways, have fun with your woman bud. Sierra seems nice.”
The anger that had settled moments ago by the sexual encounter between Sky and Sierra rose back again. Sierra watched as Sky threw the phone across the living room, shattering it to pieces. For the third time since she met Aiyana, Sierra found herself wondering what she meant to Sky.
Sierra heard Sky breathe heavily as anger settled between each breath and curled into the smoke of red from his mouth. Obviously, this was figuratively speaking. The fire in his eyes was back. As was the lust.
Sky walked to Sierra, his pace slow and lithe. Definite and decisive. Like a panther slowly approaching its prey, ready at any moment to pounce on it. Realizing now that the prey was her, she ran across the floor to the bedroom.
Sierra knew what Sky needed at that moment. He needed her to defy him, give him a reason to punish her. And she would give him that. She would give him everything he needed. Not always, she knew better than to think that Sky would stay with her forever. But for this moment, in this time and this place, she was what he needed. And so she would be exactly that to him. An escape.
An escape from his inner demons, his dirty secrets, an escape from Aiyana.
Sky stood still for a moment, smiling to himself. Knowing that this was Sierra’s way of giving her consent to him. And then he ran.
Catching her just a moment before she leaped for the bed. Holding her down in his lap he smiled down to her.
“Time to face the music baby.”
Sierra was on all fours now, her ass hauled high in the air waiting for her master to punish her. Already excited by Sky’s breath. She was dripping by the time Sky hit his palm against her naked cheek. A rhythmic motion with a distinctive pattern.
Left, right, center.
Left, right, center.
Sierra moaned loudly each time she heard the wind rebel against Sky’s palm as he neared her cheek. Screaming with pleasure when the rebellious wind brushed skin and shivered when his palm finally came down on her.
Each moan, each shiver pushing sky to the brink of insanity. His cock throbbing with sound. After what seemed like an eternity he stopped.
His eyes fixed to the edge of the bed where Sierra still knelt.
He cupped her ass, letting his fingers brush back and forth as he asked, “Are you ready for me Tess?”
His fingers reached between her lips as she drenched his fingers with her arousal. He let them slip into her cunt before he withdrew completely.
“Are you thinking about me when you’re like this?”
“Yes, master.”
Sierra felt Sky’s cool fingers nudge her open from behind, entering into her ass.
“Oh my… you’re tight here aren’t you minx?”
Sierra merely moaned in reply as the fullness began to push her to the edge. She felt his fingers move slowly. She heard his hand stroke himself; she heard his ragged breath as he began to lose control. It was she needed the heady combination of his large hands and the deep groans of his voice to send her over to the edge and beyond. With a scream, she came calling out his name, “Sky!”
The beating of his own fist against the hard edge of his cock became even more fervent, coupled with the loud scream of her voice.
“I love you, Tess. I love you Tess Arizona.” Sky screamed as the last throes of his arousal spilled on Sierra’s ass coating her with his scent. Marking her as his.