Sheer, unadulterated heat swept through him. Her other hand grasped his ass, squeezing the cheek hard, pulling him open and the back of his brain realized she must have dropped the crop. The rest of his brain was far too focused on all the sensations she was creating inside of him to care.

She nipped his earlobe as he moved, harder and faster between her thighs, spurred on by her own twisting, pushing movements of the plug inside of him, and Luke could feel his balls tightening as she pushed herself against him.

Writhing underneath him, her own panting breaths turning to pleasure-filled moans, Olivia still retained full control over him as he frantically strove to push back his orgasm.

“Olivia… please…” he gritted the plea out between his teeth. “Fuck… I can’t… I can’t hold back…”

“What do you call me?” she asked, dragging her teeth over his earlobe.

“Olivia…”

The plug twisted. Pushed. She bit down on his earlobe.

The honorific fell from his lips, automatically and inevitably. “Mistress!”

Pumping the plug harder, she arched against him, her pussy tightening around him as she moved her hips up to meet him. Luke could feel the base of his spine tingle, his cock throbbing painfully as the situation became desperate.

“Oh yes… yes… harder… fuck yes!” She began to cry out and Luke let slip the last reins of his control as he felt her begin to spasm around him.

His ass clenched tightened around the plug, which she pressed hard on, pushing it against his prostate and making him howl with ecstatic rapture as his cock throbbed and pulsed inside of her. Every push of the plug seemed to milk another spasm from his body, until he was panting and weak, slumped over her and sure his balls couldn’t have another drop of cum left in them.

Fingers trailed down his back.

“Oh young Padawan, you have much to learn,” she teased gently, her own voice thick with satisfaction.

Luke managed enough energy to snort. “Just so you know, I don’t find Star Wars references in the bedroom particularly sexy.”

“Darn scruffy looking nerf-herder.” She giggled as Luke groaned, rubbing his admittedly scruffy face against her chest. What could he say? He liked the way he looked with a constant five o’clock shadow.

And deep down, he actually did think it was sexy Olivia was quoting Star Wars at him. Although he was also glad she had waited until after fucking his brains out.

19

Coming out of the women’s locker room at Stronghold, Olivia looked around but didn’t see Luke yet.