The sound of a phone ringing, jolts me awake, but my body is held down by a heavy arm.
Glancing to my right, I find Lutalo sound asleep, his hair out of its band.

The phone rings again, and I push his hair out his face whispering,
"Lutalo the phone."

"My Lord." I sing in a sweet tone. A low raspy groan leaves his mouth, and my body immediately warms at the sound. He pulls me closer to him, causing my head to be buried in his muscular chest.

The phone cuts off, but instantly starts ringing again.
"Lutalo." He groans, reaching over me, picking up the phone and bringing it to his ears, the long cord hanging over me.

"Who would have thought the general likes to cuddle." I whisper and he chuckles, answering the person.

"The general likes to cuddle?" I hear someone jest on the other side of the phone.

"I'll hang up the phone of you Edwin."

"Mali is really angry." He says, and I hold back my smile.

"She knows where I stand."

"I know cuddles." I giggle at the prince, Lutalo groaning at him.
"I'm just letting you know to be mindful of yourselves. Mali can be crazy when she doesn't get her way, you know this."

"I know. Now bye."

"Bye Agatha!" He manages to get out before Lutalo hangs up the phone. I move my head to look up at him and he looks down at me and smiles.

Gosh the man was just too beautiful.

"He's a nuisance." I chuckle, burying my face back into his chest, smelling him.

"Do you like my scent?" I nod, and his chest vibrates from his laughter. Many people don't possess a natural fond body odor, yet he smelt like like his cologne was embedded in his pores.

I don't remember much of what happened after I passed out from utmost sexual bliss, but I did feel a warm cloth cleaning me below.

Pushing away from his chest, I sit up and he moves allowing me to. His eyes falling to my chest. Grabbing hold of my girls, I jiggle them.
"They're beautiful aren't they?"

I stared in fascination as his chest vibrated as he laughed, his hand coming to grad my hand, pulling me to lie on top of him.

We simply stared at each other; a fond look in his eyes for me.

I felt her. The old me. Deep down within, slowly wanting to come forward to find safety in the man below me.

Pushing my hair back out my face, I run my hands down his chest.
"You know, I've dreamt of this for years."

"I as well." I couldn't help the bright smile that came on to my lips, and he seemed pleased by it.

He dreamt of this, of us.

I raise back up, softening my gaze as I stare at him, the feeling of her even closer to the surface.

"Have you ever touched yourself to the thought of me my Lord?" I seductively ask, wanting to distract myself from the vulnerable state I was slowly entering into.

His eyebrows furrowing slightly, as he stared at me. Why did I have a feeling that he knew.

"Multiple times." He answers, taking hold of my waist, his thumbs soothing rubbing against my skin.

"You'll have to show me what that looks like some day." He raises a brow at me.

"You want to watch me touch myself?" My non-hesitant nod, makes him chuckle.

"What about you? Can I watch you as well?" I nod feeling myself become excited at the idea.

"We can do it together." I suggest, making him laugh more. He moves to sit up, moving us both back towards the headboard with ease.

"I love how bold you are to talk about these things."

"I think my books are enough evidence of how bold I am, my lord." The faint twitch of his cock between us, makes me giggle.
"And here you were adamant on me calling you Lutalo, yet now it seems you like it when I call you my Lord." I mutter, as I take hold of him his pupils dilating as I do. His hold on my waist, tightening.

"I did want you to call me Lutalo. Everyone addresses me by my title, only those I care for and are close to me have right to call me by my name." I raise a brow at this, letting him go and running my hands up his chest again, and into his hair.

"So I would believe you care for me then, and that I am close to you my lord?"

"My cock filled you Agatha, no woman has had the privilege before." My eyes widen in disbelief. A cocky yet, amused expression on his face.

"You were a virgin?!" I exclaim in surprise.

"I bare no shame."

"B-but you were so...your stamina...how?!"

"My focus was solely on war." He pushes my hair behind my ears.

"But women must have desired you. You weren't always at war. Your teenage years?!" I say still not believing this man was...there is no way the way he handled himself that he could be.

"I've never been one that supported this sleeping with many people tactic some have, and none had caught my attention." His eyes search mines.

"And I have? So much so that you slept with me."

"You seem surprised by this."

"I am! I just...I never thought you would...you are way too knowledgeable." He chuckles, gently taking hold of my chin.

"What?" I ask as he gazes at me.

"What if your lips were the poem I took my time to read my lady?" My gaze shifts to his, but he gently tilts my head up, causing me to look at him.

"Not those lips my lady." I try to look away to hide my blushing face, but he holds my chin firmly.

"You truly do write huh General Lutalo?" He chuckles, pulling me in to kiss him. I smile into the kiss, slowly moving my right hand between us again, rubbing my thumb over his tip, finding precum oozing out of it.

Slowly circling my finger around the sensitive hole, he twitches in my hand. Pulling away I bite down on to his bottom lip, pulling on it lightly before letting go.

The way he looked right now, was enough to make my inner dominance pleased, but she was fighting for the reigns by my vulnerable side.

Keeping my slow pace around him, he tightly holds on to my waist, his chest raising and falling heavily.

"Women are known to be more shy about these things." He breathlessly states, making me laugh quietly.

"Society claims that cause; Yet with the right lover, a woman would be confident to show her true inner Lady of Desire." He stares at me, smirking.

"Are you confident my Lady?" I stop all movements, my lips stretching into my own smirk.

——

My head falls back as a loud moan rips through my throat. My hands holding tightly onto the headboard as I quickened the movements of my core, against his face.

His palm slapping against my rump, then firmly holding my waist. Sticking out his tongue once more, the tip touches my clit, driving me closer to the edge.

A spark ignites in my stomach, and I loudly moan his name, moving to get up but he holds me down, ravenously eating at my treasure.

"Oh my-" my moan is cut off by the phone ringing again, but Lutalo doesn't release me.
They can wait anyway.

Rocking my hips again, my hands grab tightly to his hair, eyes shutting tightly as a silent cry releases from my mouth, my climax sending me to a blissful place.
——

"Agatha you don't-" he grabs on to my hair, hissing as my lips wrap around his swollen tip. I had every intention to taste him, since the first time I saw.

His member was simply beautiful. The head was rather fat, and his length was thick and slightly curved at the center. The way his veins would angrily pop out when he was immensely turned on was truly mouthwatering.

"Agatha." He moans, and I moan around him. Taking him fully into my mouth, beginning to bob up and down.

Glancing up, I find him staring down at me, deep desire and lust seen in them. Releasing him from my mouth, I stick my tongue out, swirling it around his tip, before wrapping my lips around the head, suctioning at it.

"Keep doing that." He moans loudly.
"Freaking mercy." His hood in my hair tightens.

My lungs start to cry out for air, so I release him from my mouth, a string of saliva hanging. I lick my lips, before placing a kiss against him, while looking directly into his eyes.

"The littlest part of me thought, maybe the things she wrote, she would not able to do them." He says and I chuckle, moving to straddle his lap, placing him at my entrance and taking him in me. Low moans leaving the both of us.

"Lessons learned in a horrible experience, worked out for a greater day." I state without thinking and his face drops.

"Agatha-"

"No no no. Do not ruin the mood. I should not of said that." I lean forward to kiss him but he turns his face; the action shutting off any boldness I had remaining.

"Lutalo-" I softly mutter but he cuts me off.

"You learning of these things from that man is disgusting, and I won't tolerate you joking about it." He holds my chin, my I try to look away from him.
"We won't speak casually about it either. Do you understand?" I nod obediently, past me now holding the reigns.

His gaze softens as he realizes,
"When we have these moments flower, I only want you to think of the way you feel in this moment. The things you do are because you want to do them. Not forced, am I clear?" I nod again.

"Good." He cups my face, gently caressing my cheeks.
"I only want you to remember the pleasurable side of sex Agatha. Only that." I smile softly, leaning forward to peck his lips.

Only that he says. Tears come to my eyes.

"When I was younger," I pull away, staring at his chest, instead of his eyes, thankful that he didn't force me to look at him this time.
"I remember writing in my secret journal of all the things I wanted sex to be, other than what I had felt. How I dreamt of pleasure absent of pain. Pleasure that cause moans of bliss, than moans of anguish; to look in the eyes of the one above me and not feel fear and disgust of his connection to me." I look up to him, the present fullness of him inside me, as an answer to my dream.

I knew deep within, I had not gotten over all that had happen to me. Yet I made it my goal to cancelled the thoughts of my past, and kept them sealed in the back of my mind to make myself believe I had gotten over, but in this moment with Lutalo, the security of his words, the safety of his presence, has caused young Agatha to come out her hiding place and in a sense, I could feel her smiling.

I slowly start to grind against him, our gazes locked to each other.

The pleasure I felt right now was different. My chest was tight, an intense sensation in my stomach, almost painful.

I wrap my arms around his body, tightly clinging to him; his arms tightly wrapped around me as well.

My moans were a mixture of whines and moans. The deep tension within me, as a chain finally being removed from my neck.

His body hovered over mines, lips clashing together in deep desperation; my legs wrapped tightly around his waist, his thrusts deep within my precious treasure.

Breaking away from his lips, my breathing harsh and uneven, tears falling from my eyes, and he wipes them away.

The loud blaring sound of the telephone tries to cut the ambience of the mood but neither of us allow it too.

"My Lord I'm..."

"Cum for me flower." My eyes roll back into my head, the pleasurable orgasmic sensations coursing through my entire body; a tingling in my fingertips, even onto my toes.

A pleasure that did not hurt inside.

Lutalo deep groan, draws my attention back somewhat to reality, the loss of his mmm from within me causing a soft whine to leave my lips, his release landing on my stomach.

—

We laid in silence for some time, allowing the atmosphere to dwindle how it desired. His arms securely wrapped around me.

The phone begins to ring again, and he reaches for it.

"Hello...It's Gene." He hands the phone to me.

"Hello?"

"Why do you sound so vulnerable? Are you okay? Do I have to kill the general?" I chuckle nervously, glancing at Lutalo who didn't look fazed by her words, and simply smiled.

"Everything's fine Gene. Are things okay with you?" She doesn't reply immediately and I reassure her once more that I am okay.

"I'll trust you word for it, but do know I am not afraid to hurt someone for hurting you."

"I know Geney. Now what's wrong?"

"I am about to kill your mother." My countenance falls.

"Pardon? What did she do now?" Lutalo stares at me concerned, as I sit up. Following suit.

"She won't stop screaming. She's verbally abusing everyone that enters the room, and when Juliet tried to change her this morning, she peed all over her and the bed, and then proceeded to spit in her face after she had finally managed to clean her throughout her shouting escapade. And! She refuses to eat anything, we try to give her."

All vulnerability leaves my body, and my tone becomes hard.

"If she wants to act that way then fine. No one is to enter her room, leave her where you have her now."

"But she has not eaten Agatha."

"That is not anyone's fault but hers. If her pride won't let her get the help she needs, then don't help her." I was not about to let her disrupt my home with her foolishness.

"Well...okay. I'll let Jeromy and Juliet know. Also we have lot to talk about, but I guess you will see what it is when you return home. I'll leave you to enjoy your general." She says in a suggestive tone making me smile, and rest the phone back in its place.

"Is everything alright?" I sigh, climbing onto his lap.

"Motherly issues, but I don't want to focus on that right now. Can we continue my Lord?" He stares at me for a moment.

"If anything bothers you, you can talk to me flower." I smile, pecking his lips.

"I know. I simply don't want to think of that right now." He nods.

"I want to try something." He suddenly says, and I stare at him confused. Softly tapping my thighs, I get off of him, watching as he moves to stand, his penis standing confidently.

I do a quick trail over his body, smiling to myself. He truly was gloriously handsome. Not an ounce of insecurity in sight.

Stretching his hand to me, he helps me stand from the bed, pulling my body to him.

Slowly trailing his hands down my body, he suddenly lifts me up off the ground, surprising me. With my legs suspended on his arms, I held tightly to his shoulders.

"Put me in you." Mercy.

Grabbing hold of him, I do as told, taking a slow breath as he fills me completely. My treasure clenching down tightly around him, causing him to groan lowly.

"Hold on tightly to me okay?" I nod.

He lifts my body slowly before in one strong thrust forward, hits deep inside my treasure causing me to moan loudly, almost losing my grip on his neck.

"Lutalo..."

"Hold tightly flower." He smiles.