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in control. Ren didn’t let me hurry. I didn’t move once I was settled fully on his cock. We sat that way for a couple of minutes. He palmed my breasts and squeezed the nipples, tugged and pinched until the pleasure almost pushed me over the edge. It sent sharp arousal through every inch of my body. I felt his pull all the way to my pussy, but didn’t move. He hadn’t told me I could.
    Finally his hands fell away and he rested them on my hips, moving me slowly up and down. He set the tone; I just closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations as he went deeper and deeper inside me. The pace made me crazy with desire, but he wouldn’t speed up. Even when I went to take control, he stopped me. I squirmed, but to no avail. He gave and I took—those were the rules Ren had set up for me. I framed his strong shoulders with my hands. I wanted to feel as much of his warm skin as I could.
    “Hold me tight.”
    It was the only warning I got before he placed his feet on the bed and moved his hips. I braced my feet on the bed too, taking some of my weight off him as he thrust harder and harder. I slammed my body down on his; he let me control my own movement. This time we both raced to the finish line. He rolled us over and covered me completely. This was my favourite position because I could watch him and wrap my whole body around his. I didn’t feel suffocated—I felt safe and secure. I scratched his back, urging him on. I bit his shoulder and he howled for me, his body tense over mine. I continued to move, getting closer and closer to the end. I was at the edge just waiting for those words I needed to hear.
    “Come,” Ren panted in my ear.
    That pushed me over. The one word I had waited for. On his say so it triggered my release. I couldn’t contain the joy and I screamed as my body milked his cock. The whole club had probably heard me, but I didn’t care.
    Ren collapsed on top of me and I loved his weight. I was safe here next to him and he wouldn’t let anything bad happen to me.
    He didn’t stay in that position for long, switching so I was on top of him. I cuddled into his chest and my heart rate slowed, matching his beat for beat. The connection I felt towards him was great and I wanted to know more. I needed to know about him. I hoped he’d talk to me because I didn’t want this to end here.
    “Do you always think this much after sex? I must not be doing something right,” he said with a chuckle.
    I smiled against his chest and kissed it, his hair tickling my nose.
    “Sorry. I usually can’t stop thinking.”
    “Even during—” He paused as if he didn’t want to finish the sentence.
    “Not with you. You give me—silence. With you I can enjoy and not over-think things to death.”
    He grinned down at me and ran his hands over my body, his touch warm and sure. I loved his hands on me and could’ve stayed there for eternity.
    “You said before this isn’t your norm. But what is? Shouldn’t we see if we’re compatible in other ways? I want to know you. To know what you like, what you want, who you are,” I rushed my words then bit my lip waiting for his response.
    “I want a relationship. I did the whole different person every night thing when I was younger and it gets old fast. I’m not into dominating every aspect of someone’s life. I’m too old for that. I want someone who can think for themselves, but when it comes to the bedroom I want complete control.”
    He stopped like he was waiting for me to say something, but I wanted to hear more. I was relieved that he wasn’t into the whole twenty-four-seven thing. That was my biggest worry.
    “I should ask what your limits are. So far you’ve not said your safe word.”
    “I—shit. This is hard.”
    “I’m not judging you. You wanted to talk.”
    “I know, but it’s still hard. I don’t know what my limits are. Up until today I’ve led a pretty vanilla life. I’ve always wanted— something, I just didn’t know what. When you saw me I was