March 2024 – Audio Version

Four little words was all it took. They were unexpected and not the habitual honeyed words I expected. Inwardly, my Inner Goddess cooed.

I had thoughtfully dressed that day to stave off my fretfulness, so I knew I looked appealing. My hair was meticulously coifed, and my fascinator hat was on point. I knew these things, but they had lifted my spirit and safeguarded me from tail-spinning into anxiety and work-related depression. My arrival at Jack’s that evening had been met with chilled Riesling and an all-encompassing cuddle, my head on his strong shoulder, legs drooped over his lap while my emotions ran the full spectrum of colors and intensities. 

In a silent pause of my nonsensical description of my taxing day, Jack pulled me closer into his broad chest, nuzzling his face into the curve of my neck. His breath was soft on my skin and calmed my erratic, weepy breath. I sighed into his soothing, masculine presence. He was my comfort and solace, the world impossibly dimming and fading away in his consoling ethos. 

“You smell so good.” His words were soft and romantic, with just a hint of a growl. 

The novel compliment was not intended to seduce or incite me, but it did. I smelled good? What? How was that possible? I had just spent eight hours in a closet office, sped through errands on my lunch break, and then driven through an hour of traffic. There had been no time to freshen my appearance or run a brush through my rebellious curls before my arrival. I had just shown up the epitome of chaos and feelings, and still, Jack found me alluring as his nose nestled into my sapphire waves. He inhaled again, and through our tether, I felt his yearning ruggedness chivalrously concealed beneath his deep love for me. 

My Inner Goddess perked her head at the whispered compliment. Her folded wings ruffled as she stretched, waking from the darkness of a dreadful day. My Inner Goddess was over my whiney grumbling. She rose with decided resolve, taking me with her. In the ladies’ room, I grumbled over my shortsidedness. My overnight bag, with my delicate lingerie, remained by the front door where I had deposited it to leap into Jack’s compassionate arms. Jack would have known something was up if I fetched it. 

“Then we will just have to use what the Fates gifted us!” My Inner Goddess gave a mischievous smirk. 

I wanted to protest that it was not anything he had not seen over a dozen times over. After so patiently listening to my emotive rambling, he deserved exquisite finary to unwrap. My Inner Goddess insisted I trust her on the issue as I quietly switched on the nightstand lamp and surreptitiously pulled the covers to rest at the foot of the bed. I propped the pillows against the gunmetal headboard. Throughout my preparations, I Intently listened to the sounds from the other room, but Jack had not stirred from our spot on the couch. I slipped out of my dress, attentively laying it aside. I scrambled onto the bed, sitting on my legs in a kneeling position, hands lightly resting on my thighs, my spine straight and shoulders back to highlight my ample assets.

“Oh no!” I cried out, trying to thread just the right amount of consternation into my voice without unnecessarily worrying Jack. “Could you come help me?” 

The couch creaked, and hastening footsteps heralded his approach as Jack hurried from the living room to his room. His chiseled face, masked in concern, quickly transformed into surprise and then robust lust. I was startled but further aroused by the immediate tenting of his loose-fitting loungewear. 

“Told ya this would work.” My Inner Goddess said in a singsong voice. 

And work it did. Jack was on top of me in moments. He stripped so expeditiously I barely had a glimpse of his tanned, cut chest. My former stress was now long forgotten in happy giggles as Jack pinned me prone beneath him, his mouth hard and earnest on mine.

My body craved him, begging him to take me, to overwhelm me with the force of his brawn. As if of one mind, we reluctantly pulled apart, though his addictive hands never left the soft bows of my body. I wiggled down the mattress until my wide hips were overhanging the edge of the bed. I was already panting in my necessity and eagerness as my dewy slit coveted the swollen glory already outstretched and reaching for me. 

Our union was a clash of frenetic energy. His fierce grip on my body was rigid and mercurial as Jack unleashed the full brunt of his lust on the object of his desire. My Inner Goddess met him with her own carnal unbridling. I was caught up in the turbulent billows of our mutual hunger, my eyes rolled into my skull, and my back arched away from the slate sheets as I shrieked the freedom of my ecstasy. 

Something about the fraught heat of the moment, Jack’s sympathetic commiseration, and the thick crown ravaging my inner jewel unlocked an unprecedented floodgate. Nectar gushed in an unrivaled ocean! Fluid drenched our bodies, splashing and splattering us as Jack, undeterred, continued to pound with a fevered frenzy. And still, I came, warmth coating our skin. A remote part of my consciousness recognized the growing wetness spreading north to the nape of my neck but quickly pushed the thought away as I capitulated to the cosmic power of our union. 

At last, our rhythm slowed, and mindfulness joined the moment. I was on the edge of the bed! There was no protection beneath me, and the careful way Jack negotiated his steps meant I must have spattered the wooden floor. Rising onto my elbow, I witnessed the sight below me, and my jaw dropped. I had drenched the floor! My effusion had caught me off guard, and I had not restrained my delight, allowing my Inner Goddess complete control—the consequence – a shimmering lake pooled endangering the maple boards.

Additionally, the fabric of the running board was dark with fluid, and the bed was ruined. I commenced apologizing at once as I surveyed the damage. Laughing and rather pleased with himself, Jack fetched a towel to protect the floor. My hand flew to my mouth at the ramifications of my release. Meanwhile, my Inner Goddess was floating on cloud nine. She felt ten times lighter and euphoric yet unwilling for our foray to conclude. According to my Inner Goddess, her ravaging had barely commenced! 

Though it was too late to save the mattress, we unrolled a waterproof blanket over the remainder of the bed. There was no sense in both of us sleeping in cold wetness. Jack dropped the aqual towel to the floor, instantly absorbing the lake and rescuing the drenched wooden boards. I tried to salvage the baseboard with a handtowel, but Jack’s clever hands on my body demanded my submission. Wanting nothing to do with cleaning, my Inner Goddess quickly obliged. A tad reluctantly, I guiltily abandoned the effort, choosing to expend my efforts on him. 

My Inner Goddess keened to feel his entrancing hands all over her skin once more. She pined to suffer his captivating girth, stretching us in painful bliss as he ravaged her silky intimacy. The night was young, and I wanted to distance myself from all thoughts of responsibility, electing to escape into the fiery passion of Jack’s embrace until I was utterly worn out and motionless from his predatory claiming. And that is just what I did. 

24 Hours Late. My Loft – – – 

I had been transported to my sanctuary, deposited on the white spring comforter, and my thighs parted with reverence. My Inner Goddess was so softly seduced. Mindful foreplay whispered over my skin, caressing the underside of my thighs and the smile of each cheeky derriere. The vigilance elicited a long, low moan. Jack’s tongue was a missionary, preaching his expertise and devotion. Surrendering to the transcendent richness of his worship, I came over and over until a radiant crimson flushed my cheeks and sternum. My skin felt animated and electrified, and my breath came in short, gasping pants. 

Intoxicated and drunk on his doctrine, my Inner Goddess felt bold and feisty. Did we dare try something new? I bit my lip in the trough of a climactic wave. I pondered the scheme as Jack’s lips venerated my sensitive and wildly reactive flesh. Ohh…we dared!

Unexpectedly, I rolled over, dislodging his lips and leaving him a bit bewildered at the abrupt transition. I was on my hands and knees, facing him, the swirling impish magic challenging him to wrestle us back into submission. He rose from his knees to stand at the bedside, curiously watching me, yet unmoving. I wiggled my puppy hips, egging him to take me. How would he punish me for my insubordination? I could sense my eyes sparkling with mischief. However, before he could react to my rebellion, something caught my eye. An austere bone hung, stretching ridged ahead of me and distracting my Inner Goddess from her roguish disobedience. 

Bewitched, I abandoned my teasing. I pounced on the object of my desire, half flopping onto my abdomen in front of him. I wet my lips and swirled my tongue around his crown, grinning at his responding flex. Jack took a step apart as if anchoring his athletic form in preparation. Through our tether, I discerned the erratic beating of his heart. I grinned devilishly. Good, he should be prepared for what was coming! My Inner Goddess moaned as we slowly devoured his swelling girth. It was my turn to take control and make him mine. 

I tightened the O-ring of my mouth, sliding the entire length of his impressive girth. Well, almost. I strained to take the last inch, opening my throat as I fought to brush my nose against his loins. Tears wet my eyes at my endeavors. I retreated, vexing his crown with the tip of my tongue, taking long, slow licks as I relaxed my jaw. Closing my eyes, I made another attempt, moving steadily and enthusiastically, determined to swallow him. I withdrew, working slowly and seductively. I flicked my eyes to his face. The boyish grin that greeted me invigorated me to continue.

I worked his monolith, pulling at his life force with the suction of my sliding lips. My fist tightened around his root, steadying him and working harmoniously with my head. I moaned, and drool dripped from my bottom lip. My left hand fondled and squeezed his jewels. Above me, his breath came in heavy gasps, hips faintly bucking into my face. Jack never took control but allowed me free reign of his body. Still, the movement roused my Inner Goddess. 

As I teased his climax, edging him with pressure, warmth, and depth, the fingers of one hand burrowed into my curls, adding just a bit of pressure. I took him into the recesses of my throat, gagging ever so slightly until his swollen head cut off the oxygen flow from my nose. I adjourned, allowing my tongue to tenderly search for his sensitive areas, swirling the underside until I felt him shiver. 

Triumphant with her work, her ego dilated to the highest notch by the sounds of Jack’s moans and the feeling of his hips striking my face, my Inner Goddess released his glistening, swollen member. Her smile expanded at the sight of his fattened, aubergine glory. Succinctly, my ache to claim him grew at the moist apex of my legs. We could wrestle him another time; we desperately needed him…now!

Once more, I rolled over, but this time to the far side of the bed, dangling on my stomach over the side of the mattress. My underarms secured my body as I opened the bedframe drawer to retrieve a waterproof blanket. My Inner Goddess was perfectly aware that the position left my derriere exposed. While my fingers fumbled for the blanket, my Inner Goddess arched my back into an exaggerated dip and wiggled my buttocks in a salacious summons. The bed bounced as Jack lept onto the bed, laying across my prone body and pinning me beneath him. I giggled and dropped the towel as his mouth sought the curve of my neck. I tilted my chin, my lips finding his as Jack ground his hips against me. 

I extended myself further off the bed, straining for the material I had lost. Tuning into the devilish and playful undercurrent of my sanctuary, Jack took full, demanding control of my vulnerable position. Nimbly, hesecured his dominance by driving his compelling glory between my cheeks and penetrating my moist slit. The shock and exertion made me gasp, my core muscles struggling to relax and welcome the invasion. Jack took advantage and drove deeper until I gave a faint shriek at the near penetration of my inner gate. My palms were firmly planted on the dark maple floorboards, elbows locked to support my torso. Hips, and lower extremities imprisoned below the weight of my captor. 

Unrepressable laughter seized me, shaking my body. My arms wobbled, struggling to bear my weight as joy and orgasms rippled through me. My Inner Goddess was ELATED by the intrusive attack and Jack’s willingness to play with me. I half-heartedly attempted to resist, but having gained mastery, my stalwart Jack refused to surrender even an inch. My merriment quickly became drowned in the overwhelming waves of orgasms washing through me. My trembling became ungovernable, my form quivering as my soul capitulated to the orgasmic billows. 

My Inner Goddess thrived at the new position, the staggering intensity hurling her into unparalleled bliss. Jack’s formidable hips offered no mercy, not that my Inner Goddess would have accepted. I felt a growing warmth advancing underneath my hips. The waterproof blanket lay forgotten and unused on the floor beside my palms. I gave a small groan unrelated to the profoundly shattering orgasms tearing apart my cells. The sheets would need to be swapped for fresh linens before I could curl on my Love’s chest for the night and seek the sweet release of sleep in the safety and security of his strong arms.  

Before my Inner Goddess could express her disapproval of my errant thoughts, my attention was brought into sharp focus by rough hands upending my naked form. I had not realized how precarious my situation had grown until I was overturned, my rickety arms sighing in aching relief. The cooling nectar being absorbed into the sheets now chilled my back but thrilled my Inner Goddess. 

Punishing fingers clutched my ankles and forced them above my head. I whimpered as Jack’s relentless glory once more found its home. There was no space to catch my breath and reorientate myself to the room as I was curled in half, my posterior thighs absorbing the heat of his body and melding to his chest. My mind hovered in oblivion as my mouth shrieked the magnitude of my willing corruption. I scarcely recognized my mind, body, and soul, melting in the dynamic energy of his furious passion. 

A kaleidoscope of volatile magic enveloped us. I could feel the prismatic colors shift as Jack’s magic soared, twisting in palpable smoke, to join with my own in looping spires that floated into mist throughout my sanctuary. Jack shuddered with a final feral roar, and my mouth stretched in a silent cry to the gods. We froze, prisoners to the frenzied power coursing through our veins. When the enchantment finally ebbed, we collapsed onto each other, our bodies devoid of all vigor. 

Our vitality was sapped. Nevertheless, our love still sought the other through our interlaced fingers and the connection of our glistening skin. My internal chaos dissipated, and our consummate connection silenced my gnashing demons. 

When we could move, we feebly settled onto the pillows, pulling the silky sheet over us and dimming the lights warming the sanctuary. My heart soared to feel Jack’s steady heartbeat against my cheek and sense the glowing of his soul. This steadfast man with a wolfish drive to match my own was all mine. Almost absentmindedly, my fingers traced his rugged jawline. His lips pressed to my forehead while his whiskers tickled my nose. I inhaled his essence, softening into the sculpted muscles of his lean chest. I draped one leg over his nearest thigh as I clutched him to me, my chest flush with his ribcage. With my head nested on his chest, I counted myself the luckiest of women.

Until next time, XO. Elsie