Hunt's Passion

The doors open directly into the two-story high, main living area. It’s breathtaking. It isn’t what I expected, which was a cold, modern, sterile environment, but this space is masculine and cozy, inviting me to stay awhile. The walls are painted a dark shade of gray, with black and white photos of landmarks around San Francisco and the world, adorning them. They contain a depth and beauty that captures the photographer’s view of the world. They are truly exceptional.

A DOMINANT MAN

A DOMINANT MAN

© 2014 Lena Black

SPANK

“I want to cum fucking you.” He picks me off the floor and tosses me back on the bed. “How do you want me?”

I ogle up at him in confusion.

“Do you want it rough or soft?” he clarifies.

“Damian or Hunt? I choose Hunt.”

He cocks his head to the side. It’s pretty fucking cute. 

“What do you mean Damian or Hunt?”

“Damian is my lover, but Hunt is my master.” His head still tilted, he shoots me a sweet grin.

“Hunt it is, Hyde.” He saunters over to his black duffle bag, extracting a blindfold and the black leather belt with his initials delicately engraved on the buckle. “Would you like me to spank you with this?”

The muscles in my lower abdomen clench superbly.

“Yes, Mr. Hunt.”

“That’s my girl.”

copyright © 2014 Lena Black

Need

“Do you think this is too much? I feel like I’m wearing out my welcome or we need to pace ourselves.”

He drags his face away to gaze into my eyes.

“Yes, it is, and I want more. I would keep you by my side every moment if I had my way. I don’t want to slow down. I want you to let us be happy, let things happen as they will. Are you tiring of me?”

“No, I’ll never tire of you. I want you with me all the time. I’m nervous to spend a night without you next to me. I’m starting to need you.”

“I want you to need me. I want to make it goddamn impossible for you to live without. Besides, who said you would spend a night without me?”

“We can’t spend every night together. It isn’t healthy.”

“I told you I would never let you wake up alone. I intend on keeping my word.”

copyright © 2014 Lena Black

A Dominant Mine

I move my hips, positioning him to take me. I sink back, watching his eyes close and mouth go slack. The look of pleasure lightly brushes over his face as I take my time sliding to the base, cradling him inside me. 

“What are you doing?” he asks, gazing at me through hooded lids.

“Making you mine.”

A Dominant Man © 2014 Lena Black