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Headmaster

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by Tara Sue Me


  convince myself you’re really here.”

  She wanted to reach out and touch him, but told herself that there would be time for that later. Instead, she simply said, “I’m not going anywhere, Sir.”

  “Not for tonight, anyway,” he said, and before she could answer, he lowered his head and his lips were on hers in a kiss that left no doubt as to what his plans were for the rest of the night. His exploration of her continued with his kiss. He was equal parts soft and demanding, but she knew he was being just as thorough in his study of how she liked to kiss as he’d been in determining how she liked her breasts touched.

  He tilted his head and she parted her lips under his because in this, this kiss, she could explore and study him as well. She nibbled on his lower lip, smiling to herself at the groan of pleasure he couldn’t suppress when she nipped it harder.

  “Looks as though I’m not the only one who likes soft and hard in equal measure, Sir,” she whispered against his lips when he pulled back a bit.

  “Not by a long shot.” He moved so he was holding himself over her, stationed between her legs. She shifted her hips slightly, brushing his erection as she did. He let out a low growl.

  “I think I could spend hours kissing you, Sir.”

  He gave her a brief kiss. “Yes, but then we might not have time for other things.”

  “Other things, Sir? That’s a bit vague. Perhaps you better explain.”

  His eyes grew even darker and his voice was much lower when he replied. “Other things. Like me pushing your knees apart and telling you to hold yourself wide open for me so I can feast on your pussy. Or maybe telling you to get on your hands and knees with your ass in the air and your sex exposed for my viewing pleasure. With you in that position, I could take my cock in my hand, stroke it lightly, and imagine how good it’s going to feel when I sink it deep and hard inside you.”

  He thrust his hips forward just a touch, just enough to where she got the briefest hint of his erection. “Do you feel me? Feel how ready I am to slide into you deep and fuck you hard?”

  “Yes, Sir. Please.”

  He gave a short laugh. “Oh, it’s please now, is it?”

  Damn him, damn him, damn him for teasing her. It was cruel and unusual. Especially when he’d told her to be still. She’d like for him to try to be still with someone whispering naughty things to him while at the same time teasing his cock. She’d bet he couldn’t do it.

  She gave her hips a slight wiggle. Which, of course, he noticed.

  “If you want this cock again and if you want to come sometime in the next few hours, I suggest you remain still the way I asked you to,” he said, and the tone of his voice made it clear he was completely serious. “Is that clear?”

  “Yes, Sir,” she said, pleased she didn’t whine.

  “Are you going to be good and stay still?”

  Was he serious with all the questions? “Yes, Sir.”

  His grin went from merely evil to totally diabolical. “Excellent, because now I’m going to do exactly what I said. Hold your knees wide open for me so I can taste your pussy.”

  She wanted to groan and tell him that he was the devil incarnate, but at the last minute she decided she’d much rather have his mouth on her.

  “Good girl,” he said when she closed her eyes and obeyed. “I’m impressed. You gave serious thought to talking back, didn’t you?”

  Her eyes flew open. How did he know?

  “It surprises you that I know you so well, doesn’t it?” he asked, getting into position between her legs. “I’m not sure why. I’ve known you for years. You work for me. I pay attention and I know how your mind works.”

  She swallowed. Someone had been paying attention. A lot more attention than she’d thought possible. She wasn’t quite sure what to do with that information.

  But it wasn’t the appropriate time to think about such things right now. Not with him settled between her legs, his breath hot against the skin of her inner thighs. His lips so close, she could almost feel them. She’d think about it later.

  He peppered kisses along her upper leg, from her knee to just below the juncture of her thighs. His fingers circled dangerously close to her clit.

  Much, much later.

  In the same way he’d shown mastery of her breasts, he did the same below her waist. Except this time, there was no rough, no hard. Only soft, achingly tender kisses and caresses. She had no doubt he would be just as knowledgeable and devastating while being rougher, but the way he tasted her, the method he used to please her, worked in such a way that every wall she’d ever put up was shattered. With his reverent touch, he slowly peeled away any remaining mask, so that even though she’d been naked before him for quite some time, now she was completely exposed in a way that left her feeling even more vulnerable.

  His tongue delved into her and her arms shook with the effort it took to be still. Her breath came out in pants, because his mouth on her was the most incredible experience.

  Just when she thought she couldn’t hold out any longer, he pulled back. “I could do that for hours,” he said with a grin that told her he knew exactly how wild she felt and how close to the edge he’d brought her. “And I might be tempted to do just that if I didn’t need to be inside you so badly.”

  Thank goodness he felt the same, because there was no way she’d last hours with him doing that.

  “You remember how I said I wanted to fuck you?” he asked, rising to his knees.

  She tried not get her hopes up that he was finally going to take her again. “Yes, Sir.”

  “Get that way.” He stroked his cock, almost lazily.

  She scurried to get up on her hands and knees facing away from him. Though she expected it, she jerked when he ran a hand across her backside.

  “Much as I’d like to fuck this ass, I can’t seem to get enough of your pussy tonight.” He dipped a finger inside her. “You’re so wet for me, aren’t you?”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  He hummed in acknowledgment and she gave a silent cheer when she heard a foil packet crinkle. “I should have let you do this, but I’m afraid I’d come the second your hand touched my cock and what would be the fun in that?”

  He pressed against her opening and she struggled not to push back to get him inside quicker.

  “Be still until I say differently and I’ll let you come.”

  Thank goodness. She decided to focus all her attention on remaining still. A plan that worked right up until he started the slow push into her. A throaty moan escaped because somehow he felt even bigger than before, especially positioned the way they were.

  “That’s okay,” he said when she tried to stifle her moan. “Let me hear you. Just don’t move.”

  Free to voice her pleasure, she made sure he heard exactly how much she liked what he was doing. “Yes. Ugh. Yes. Harder.”

  He grabbed her hair and pulled back. “Who’s fucking you, Marie?”

  “You are, Sir.”

  He gave her hair a jerk. “Say my name, damn it.”

  “Lennox,” she said, the latter part of his name coming out in a moan as he adjusted his next thrust. “Yes, like that.”

  He smacked her ass. “Are you telling me how to fuck you?” he asked, never breaking stride.

  “Sorry, Sir.” She had to stop talking, she was getting dangerously close to babbling. “It just feels so good.”

  “Show me. Move those hips. Fucking take me. Come whenever you can.”

  She could have wept with relief. Finally. She moved her hips in time with his, angling to take him deeper and loving every second that he was inside her. This was what she’d been waiting for all those years. What she’d wanted. She’d always envisioned Lennox being like no one else, but had wondered if that was just wishful thinking on her part. Now she knew she’d been right.

  His grip on her hair tightened, and he started moving faster and harder. She didn’t think anything else had ever felt as good. Her orgasm was approaching quickly and she di
d everything she could to hold it at bay, simply because she didn’t want this moment to pass.

  He slipped his other hand between them and circled her clit. “I’m not coming first. Get there.”

  She knew with his hand working her clit and the angle he was hitting with his thrusts, there was no hope of her stopping anything. She relaxed her body and let it crash over her.

  Lennox kept driving into her and as soon as her first orgasm passed, another prepared to take its place.

  “Yes,” he grunted. “Again.”

  This time when she came, he followed, pushing deep inside her and holding still as he released into the condom.

  Exhausted, she collapsed on the floor, stunned when he followed. But unlike every other man she’d ever been with, he didn’t stay beside her. He held himself over her back, peppering kisses up and down her spine.

  “My god, you’re perfect,” he whispered along her skin in a low voice she wasn’t sure was meant for her ears. He dropped his head and trailed more kisses along her shoulder blades; his face was prickly and gooseflesh popped up along where he kissed.

  She’d thought they would go to bed now, turn in, call it a night. But when he trailed a hand between her legs, she realized she was mistaken. Again?

  He chuckled, telling her she’d spoken out loud. “Yes, again. Being with you does something to me. Give me a few minutes and I’ll be ready.”

  It should be impossible for a man of his age to get hard again so fast, but after only a few minutes of caresses and dirty talk, he was ready again. Heaven help her, he was going to make her overdose on orgasms.

  But then she felt the cold trickle of lube and tensed. No way, no fucking way.

  “Relax, Marie.” He never slowed or stopped in his preparations. “I know it’s been awhile, but I’m getting inside that ass of yours. I promise I’ll go slow.”

  Slow or not, her last experience with anal had been with a newbie Dom and she’d ended up safewording. “My last time was painful, Sir. I said red before it finished.”

  He paused momentarily. “If I do anything you don’t like, safeword. But I have a feeling you’ll enjoy it.”

  She wasn’t sure if it was because it was Lennox, or if he was really that good, but by the time he started fucking her there, she was well on her way to her fourth orgasm. And when he pulled out and drew her close after another earth-shattering release, she knew she’d never doubt him again.

  • • •

  “I’LL BE BACK,” he whispered with a light caress to her arm.

  The bed dipped slightly as he got up. She should probably get up herself and go to the bathroom, but she was too tired to move. She needed a shower, too. But it had been so long since she’d had must-shower-after sex that she couldn’t work up the energy to do that either.

  Nope, she wasn’t going anywhere. She was going to stay right where she was, in this bed that had now become her happy place, and remember every moment with him. God, she was sore all over. Sore in the most amazing, wonderful, can-we-do-it-again way possible. She didn’t think there was an inch of her flesh that he hadn’t touched, licked, bit, or kissed in the last few hours.

  She let out a happy sigh just thinking about it. Or maybe it was an exhausted-in-the-most-blissed-out-way sigh.

  Her eyelids grew heavy. She’d think about it tomorrow.

  “Marie,” Lennox said from beside her. “Come on. Let’s get you cleaned up.”

  “Not moving,” she said into the pillow. She didn’t even lift her head.

  “You don’t have to move,” he said, and then he picked her up and carried her into the bathroom.

  She’d been mistaken when she thought he’d gone to the bathroom to take care of himself. He’d been preparing the space for her. Lit candles were everywhere. She was thankful for the soft lighting because if he’d turned on the overhead light, it would have been too much.

  He’d also filled up the bathtub, which looked so inviting with the steam rising from the water filled with lavender-scented bubbles.

  “Think you can stay upright long enough for a bath?” he asked, his breath tickling her ear.

  “I’ll do my best, Sir.” Because now that she was in the bathroom looking at the tub, she really wanted to get in.

  He placed her gently into the tub, a huge freestanding and clawed showpiece, and knelt beside it.

  “You aren’t getting in?” she asked. He was still naked, so there was no reason he shouldn’t join her. She scooted up, but doing so pulled her already sore muscles and she groaned.

  “No.” He pushed the hair back from out of her eyes. “Now is when I get to take care of you.”

  Aftercare. In her mind, she’d always seen aftercare as something a Dom had to do, not necessarily something they enjoyed.

  She scooted away from him as best she could in the tub. “I can bathe myself. You don’t have to.”

  “I never said you couldn’t, but I want to do this.” He picked up a washcloth and let warm water dribble down her shoulder.

  She hummed in pleasure because it felt so good, but she still didn’t move to relax. “You’re naked, you’re probably as tired as I am, and there’s no reason for you to be on the floor giving me a bath.”

  His hand with the washcloth stilled. “Marie. Doing this calms me. It allows me to touch you in a way that will bring you comfort and to ensure you’re okay. It helps me with my own drop and I’m probably going to have a steep one since it’s been so long since I’ve been in a scene.”

  Well, damn. She hadn’t considered it like that.

  “So,” he continued. “Unless you use your safe word, you’re going to sit in that tub and let me do this. And I’ll go ahead and warn you now that when you get out, I’m drying you off, putting you to bed, and then I’m going to give you a massage, and finally, we’re going to cuddle.”

  She would have laughed, but his expression was so serious. Then she thought about curling up in bed, wrapped in Lennox’s arms, and she nodded in acceptance, moving back so he could reach her better. So far, she’d refused to think beyond tonight as to what the future might hold for them. Yet she knew she might not get this chance again and she wanted nothing more than to spend a night in his arms.

  “Yes,” she said simply.

  When he began to bathe her, she marveled at his hands. His hands that had brought her so many different sensations in the past few hours held one more surprise for her. They were achingly tender.

  He washed her as if she was a delicate vessel he feared would shatter at the slightest touch. As he cared for every part of her body, she felt his touch become reverent. Even as he helped her out of the tub and carefully dried her off, he was still caring and gentle.

  Next he wrapped her in warm towels and carried her over to the bed where he rubbed the soreness out of her body. She was left feeling warm and cherished, and as he climbed in beside her then gently curled himself around her, she realized she didn’t know him at all.

  • • •

  MARIE WAS CURLED up on her side, snoring softly. He held her, trying to name the emotion he was feeling, when it hit him. He was jealous. Jealous of sleep.

  If that wasn’t the craziest thing he’d ever experienced, he wasn’t sure what was. Whoever heard of being jealous of sleep? But he was. Right now, sleep possessed her and he wanted to be the one to do that. Not to just hold her body, but to hold her mind, her soul. All of her.

  He supposed he should draw some comfort from the fact that he was the one who’d worn her out so thoroughly that she slept so deeply. But damn it, he wasn’t near finished with her yet.

  She needed sleep though. No doubt she was exhausted from all the heavy emotions of the day, not even counting the crazy sex they’d recently had. He sighed and tightened his arms around her. It’d been too long since he held a sleeping woman.

  He buried his nose in her hair and sniffed. She smelled like sex and sunshine, with a hint of lavender still lingering.

  “Mmm,” she mumbled, her voice heav
y with drowsiness. “Are you smelling me?”

  He chuckled. “I thought you were asleep?”

  “I asked you first.”

  “Yes.” He smiled.

  “In that case, to answer your question, I was asleep. I’m a light sleeper.”

  “I didn’t mean to wake you up.” He wouldn’t say he was sorry, because he wasn’t.

  She rolled over to face him. “It’s okay. I don’t mind.” She reached up to run her fingers through his hair. Her actions were hesitant and that shocked him. He’d never seen her unsure before.

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