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Once he pulled it off, he brought
her on top of him and held her close.

“Are you all right?” Everything
else could wait. All he wanted to hear was her voice saying she was
fine.

“I love you, my special naughty
cowboy,” she whispered. She was relaxed, not a muscle was working,
but he wondered if she knew what she’d said.

Fine, he wanted to hear her say it
again while looking at him, but he could wait a bit longer. To hear
she was all right, but only because he assumed she was since she
fell asleep quickly. They were important words that had been spoken
between them before, often and with feeling, only this time was
different. Their future was on his mind and he needed to hear
them.

Patience was something he worked on
to achieve, except it was easier to achieve when sated. Court
closed his eyes and joined her in the land of snooze.

Sunny put her chin on her folded
hands and checked out the man acting like her bed and pillow. Court
was a gentleman, a gentle soul and the man who held her heart in
his hands. Along with his positive qualities, there were also some
rough spots. She found them endearing and wouldn’t want to change
anything. The cowboy rocked her world. He made her happy. When with
him, she was loved and cherished. The man also happened to give her
the most incredible orgasms she’d ever experienced.

They’d spent more than an hour in
the scene with the hood. Passion still rattled through her mind and
body, but she ignored it. There was much to think about and she’d
do it later, after some distance had been established.

Right then she wanted to enjoy her
lover.

Tracing a finger gently over the
sexy dent in his chin, she smiled when he tightened his hold on
her. The man was focused on her and she wanted him to know he was
at the center of her world. Loving him with every ounce of her
being, she wanted to give him only happiness and pleasure. She
wanted Court to know what it was like to be at the center of her
attention.

Her lover was tall, lean hipped,
strong shouldered, and had no hair on his chest. There was nothing
until his belly button. From there, a line of life ran down and
spread out around his cock and balls. It was an odd mix because he
had great hair on his head. His brown hair was thick, lush and he
kept it closely cropped. It was always tidy, even when he wore his
cowboy hat all day.

She loved it when he wore his hat
and boots. Usually he wore jeans or boxers as well, but in the rare
times he wore only the two items, she was his to
command.

Court was handsome, smart, and
hers. They’d played out a scene he’d wanted and she’d found a great
deal of pleasure as well. There were a few things she’d change, but
they’d talk about it later. They always made time to dissect their
playtime.

As gently as she could, Sunny
shifted further down between his spread legs. Taking hold of his
almost soft cock, she held it with two hands and slid her mouth
over the crown. The skin was soft as silk, but what was beneath
started to harden with her loving touch. She’d gone down on him
while he slept a few times before and it always ended with him
coming in her mouth as he roared.

Powerful feelings came to her with
being in control of his release. She liked to have him in this
position and able to play as she liked.

Swirling her tongue around the tip,
she lowered her mouth over him again and tried to take more. There
was no way she’d ever be able to deep throat him, he was too big.
What she could do was work on taking more of him in her mouth. Her
hand reached down and cupped his balls. She ran a thumb over the
hard testes and smiled when his cock jumped in her
mouth.

Big, rough hands tunneled through
her hair and she knew she’d been found out. Looking up with her
mouth full, she let him know she was aware of him. Moving onto her
knees, she gave him a lewd yet seductive show to watch.

Holding his rod up, she moved her
mouth down to meet her hand as it shifted up. She wanted him to
feel as if all of his cock was being serviced.

His rod was hard, but not full
strength steel pole hard. It was, however, stiff enough her pussy
throbbed with desire. Sunny wanted her man, which was nothing new.
She kept moving her mouth and hand in tandem, wringing groans of
pleasure from him.

“Sweetie, shit, you’re killing me,”
he muttered as he gripped and released her short hair.

She wanted to laugh, only couldn’t
with her mouth full. Instead, she tightened the hold she had on his
balls and started to roll them around in the palm of her hand.
Court gasped and spread his legs further apart.

There it was, a move of his she’d
seen plenty of times before. It meant he was quickly headed toward
his coming.

“Fuck, Sunny!” He shouted and she
knew he struggled not to take over and move her head for her. Never
before had she relinquished this kind of control, but thought why
not? It would be interesting to see what sort of pace he was
looking for.

Slowing down her up–and-down head
motions, Sunny waited to see if he’d move it for her. It took all
of five seconds before he used his hold on her head to change the
blowjob. He held her head steady as he fucked his hard-on into her
mouth. He was gentle, but it was still his pace, faster than she’d
ever done before. In fact, she wasn’t sure she could manage it
without his help.

Four upward thrusts from his hips
toward her face and he was gone. The wordless shout she loved to
hear roared through the room and a sense of giddiness washed over
her. She’d not only got him to come, but she learned something new
about making it happen. He liked it when it all happened fast and
furiously. She couldn’t do it every time, but it would be good as a
surprise.

Swishing her tongue around the top
of his cock, she collected an essence of him and finally moved off.
She had barely left his rod when his hands were under her arms and
was pulling her to rest flush against him.

“Fuck, sweetheart, you’re going to
kill me one of these days. Waking up to your sucking my cock is
great, but damn if it doesn’t steal my heartbeat.” He kissed her
hard and eventually put her back where she’d started her adventure,
splayed across his chest and feeling frisky.

Her nipples were hard and her pussy
throbbed with need. Court was handy, but wasn’t in any condition to
help. She’d wait for him to recover. The silence with only their
breathing and the fire crackling was interrupted by Court asking
the question she’d expected, although not quite yet.

“What did you think about the
hood?”

Well, dang, there it was. She had
some idea of what she liked and didn’t like about their scene.
However, she wasn’t sure how to say it and not dash his fantasies
to bits.

Court knew he should’ve waited for
her to digest their earlier scene, but he was curious. He’d enjoyed
their play, it was fucking fantastic. There were no complaints with
the result. Despite all the climaxes and fun with toys, there were
a few things he’d change the next time they went the sensory
deprivation route.

Shutting down her ability to see
was not a problem. Covering her eyes, he believed, had enhanced the
scene by adding surprise and plenty of lust into the mix. They’d
often played with blindfolds which meant nothing unexpected had
taken place. Unfortunately the same could not be said about
covering her ears and mouth. He believed her not being able to hear
or speak had taken away from the pleasure of the scene.

He liked surprising her with
various toys, like he had with the nipple and clit clamps. He
enjoyed surprising her and believed it amped up their playtime, but
would’ve liked to hear her pleasure as well as see the
results.

“It’s all muddled together in my
head,” she told him and he was about ready to let her off, only she
continued. “Shutting out access to my key senses wasn’t as scary as
I expected. I don’t know how to explain it, but at times I felt,
well, as if I were alone. Weird, I know, because you were there and
focused on me, but being alone with what was in my brain encouraged
the feeling. The pleasure you gave me was what pulled me back from
the darkness.”

“Alone?” He wasn’t happy to hear
about her feeling isolated, be it for a few seconds or the entire
time. They were a couple. They loved and enjoyed pleasuring each
other. There was no room for being alone.

“Yes, I know it’s weird. There were
times I wanted to share my pleasure in the moment with you by
telling you how wonderful it was or to touch you, and couldn’t. The
nipple stuff you were doing was off the charts and I had no way to
say I wanted more. Alone is the best way I can describe it. This
only happened at the start and didn’t return once you started
touching me. I think the darkness was amplified by hearing nothing.
It was when I could’ve sworn I heard you talking to me that I
pushed away the lone person idea for good.”

“I missed talking with you and
started doing it even though I knew you couldn’t hear anything. We
are connected through more than our hearts. Our bodies and minds
are linked as well.” He wasn’t a New Age thinker or someone who
believed in anything offbeat, but there was truth to what they’d
figured out. He’d missed connecting with her and apparently she’d
missed the same thing.

“Would you wear the mask again?” He
questioned whether they’d play with it again. There was no way he’d
put her in something with negativity attached, and her feeling
alone had been anything but good.

“Absolutely, it was an incredible
experience. One I wouldn’t change a bit. The scene was all about my
experiencing your touch and coming. And I did, many times. I got
off on being the center of your attention. The only bit I believe
we need to figure out is closing down our ability to communicate. I
like hearing you and want to tell you how good something feels. I
think the loss of connecting with you was bigger than I was ready
for. Maybe next time, knowing what to expect would make it feel
different.”

Court tightened his hold on her.
She was his world. He wanted to give her nothing except pleasure
and happiness behind their mutual dream of a white picket fence
life. They had their dream and he knew of no reason to mess it
up.

“We can do that,” he told her
although he wasn’t sure they would. He might put the sensory
deprivation mask in the back of their drawer of toys. There were
plenty of other things they could play with if they
wanted.

“Remember how many times I came and
I definitely enjoyed each and every one,” she shared while leaning
forward to add a kiss to magnify the point. He understood what she
was saying and was ready to back the knowledge up with
action.

Sunny was right and gave him great
insight into the hood. It was an interesting sex toy. Using part of
the device would be fine, even fun, but closing her off entirely
wasn’t for them as a couple.

Wanting to deepen their kiss, he
rolled them over and ran his tongue across her lips until they
opened. He traced the roof of her mouth with the tip and she
shivered. The reaction was what he liked to receive from his
touching her. A natural reaction from her body. Nudging her legs,
he made a space for himself between her legs and knew he was where
he was supposed to be.

Pulling up, there was one thing he
was curious about, and he looked down at her nipples.

“Your nipples are still hard, do
they hurt?” he asked as he leaned down and put his lips around one
of the tips. Tugging the trapped flesh, he watched her chest
bow.

“They feel sensitive to the
lightest touch,” she confessed and didn’t appear to be put out by
it either.

“Then today’s scene was a success.
The clamps are a keeper.” Court smiled as he talked around the
nipple in his mouth. He was enjoying the hard as ice but hot as
fire tip. He wondered if the sensitivity embraced her clit as
well.

“Definitely.” She gasped as he
pinched the nipple he wasn’t gnawing.

Circling the red disk of flesh with
his tongue, he relished in the hard yet soft feel to them. Maybe
he’d get some lotion to keep them nice and soft. They might have a
kid or two and it wouldn’t help with breastfeeding if her nipples
were raw from their playing.

Court suddenly pulled back and
looked down at Sunny. There was no reason to delay the question
he suddenly had to ask
and he let it
out.

“Will you marry me?” he asked her
on a calm voice. He never considered the moment he asked would be
full of stress and angst, but he was surprised by how at ease he
was when he finally did the deed. Maybe it was because he knew the
woman and time were right.

Sunny was his forever
woman.

“Yes,” she told him with a smile
spreading her delightful lips.

A sense of completeness seeped
through his body. She had been at his side for more than two years
and it hadn’t been nearly long enough. While he wasn’t a
traditional man, there obviously was one thing he needed and he
knew it was more links with his lover. They were together, but he
wanted more ties.

“I can’t wait to see what you
wear,” he shared with a smile. Would it be something sexy like the
black leather assless chaps and vest she often wore for him, or
maybe she’d choose to go traditional.