Master turned Soft

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I gripped the bedsheets as he slammed into me again.
"Please" I begged. We had been at it for at least 30 minutes and he denied me every orgasm I had built up.

He pulled out of me and the feeling slowly went away. I whined into the sheets, tears pricking my eyes.

"You're punishing me."

"I'm not. Delayed gratification, pet." He rubbed his finger up and down my slit.

"Please" I rocked my hips, trying to get his finger in me.

His hand left my body for a second before he grabbed my hips and flipped me on my back.

He positioned himself between my legs, holding them open as he slammed in. I arched my back and moaned out.

He dropped one of my legs and put his hand around my throat.
"Open your eyes, pet. Look at me."

Between the pleasure from his thrusts and lack of blood flow from the pressure on my throat... it was a hard task.

His thrusts became sloppier. Harder. Faster. He dropped my other leg and used his other hand to pull me closer.

"Fuck" he cursed. There was no stopping my orgasm. I clenched around him, arching my back and grabbing his arm.

My mind went blank. I was seeing stars. I gasped when he let go of my throat. His thrusts slowed until he stilled completely.

"Good girl" he leaned down and kissed my chest. I gasped again when he pulled out of me.

He caressed my cheek, wiping the tears I didn't know I shed.
"Don't move. Let me get a towel."

I laid there. Blissfully unaware of my surroundings. I winced when he wiped the warm rag against me. He cleaned up our mess before laying next to me.

He rubbed my scalp softly as he looked at me, "You look so tired"

"I am" I mumbled.

"Sleep, pet."

***

I didn't wake up until late the next morning. Julian was already out of bed and in the kitchen cooking.

I wrapped my arms around his back and he chuckled, "Was beginning to wonder if you were ever going to get up, pet."

"I'm sorry."

"Never apologize for resting. How are you feeling this morning?" He turned and grabbed my waist.

"Sore. But in a good way. Have you been up for long?"

"Few hours." He shrugged.

"How do you feel this morning?" I let my fingers wander over his 5 o'clock shadow.

"Good" he grabbed my wrist and kissed my palm. "Sit. Breakfast is ready."

I smiled and took a seat at the table. He brought me a plate of eggs, toast, and bacon.

I just sat and watched him for a minute.

He was perfect. Kind. Caring. Gentle. Everything I had ever dreamed of. I glanced down at my ring and smiled. He was all mine, which was the best part. He wanted me. Even with my flaws, he chose me. Again and again. Every day.

"Eat, pet." He broke me out of my thoughts.

"I love you." I said, meeting his eyes.

"I love you." He smiled. "You okay?"

"Yes. Perfect."

We ate breakfast in comfortable silence. After, I insisted on doing the dishes. It was a losing battle as he refused to let me do them alone.

"I have something fun planned for us." He said, cutting off the water and holding the towel up so I could dry my hands.

"What is it?"

"Get dressed. Your outfit is picked out already upstairs."

***

"Julian I've never snowboarded ever." I said as he buckled my board on.

"One, that's not my name. Two, that's why we are on the bunny slopes." He helped me up and I gripped his hands tight as I struggled to balance.

"If I break my leg and have to get married in a cast, I'm going to divorce you."

He laughed and nodded, "just take it slow. Remember what I taught you."

"Yeah. Belly out when going. Butt out when stopping."

"See? You're a pro already."

He let go of my hands and I slowly moved my feet. I didn't expect to just.. go.. but that's exactly what happened.

"Holy shit!" I yelled wobbling as I went down the short hill.

"Belly out. Don't lock your knees." Julian called next to me.

He would be good at this. He's good at everything. Fuck him.

"I'm going to fast."

"Baby, you're barely moving. If you go any slower, you'll be going back in time."

I started to get the hang of it.

Then I hit a rock.

I tumbled down the rest of the hill.

"Fuck!" I yelled as I finally stopped moving.

"Are you okay?!" Julian slid to a stop next to me.

"I'm divorcing you."

"Are you hurt?" He went on his knees next to me and pulled off his gloves.

"I'm fine. Nothing is broken" I sighed, wiping the snow off of me.

"Careful. Don't move so quick. Take a second" he stopped me from trying to get up.

"Sir, I'm alright" I laughed. "Just fell. It was bound to happen"

I pulled my goggles off and lifted his up. His concern was etched on his face.

"I'm okay" I leaned forward and kissed him softly. "Help me up."

We spent the next few hours out here. But the exhaustion started to kick in and I wanted to lay down.

"Sit" Julian pointed to the bench. He took off his board before helping me with mine.

We returned the rental equipment and headed back to the car.

"Here." He reached in the backseat and pulled out a sweatshirt. "Take off the cold jacket and put this on."

"You came prepared." I smiled and stripped the puffy thing off me.

I pulled his hoodie over my head and smiled because it smelt like him. Even now, over a year later, that smell is addicting.

When we got back to the cabin, it was clear both of us were exhausted. I kicked off my boots and socks before heading for the bedroom.

"You need to eat" Julian called after me.

"I need sleep."

I plopped down on the bed and sighed in content. Soon enough, he joined me, wrapping me in his warmth which only helped me fall asleep faster.