Dirty Little Secrets: A Stepbrother Romance

by Landish, Lauren

  “Yes, Kade. Very much.”

  Her eyes were so wide they looked a deeper blue. She was so aroused, and I couldn’t deny it, I was too. “So here are your choices. We can go to my bedroom, and make love with no control, no Dom or sub or any of that. Or, you can unlock the door.”

  I saw the questions in her eyes as she thought about what to do. I hadn’t told her anything about what was going to happen in there, and was asking her to trust me and my judgment, as well as my control. That was a lot for someone who’d only had sex with me once before. On the other hand, she was worried that if she said no, that I would be disappointed in her. I was just about to reassure her when she reached forward and twisted the key, the lock to the door making a small snick as it opened.

  “I trust you, Kade,” she said simply, looking into my eyes. “What else is needed?”

  I blinked, tears blurring my vision for a second as I nodded, then smiled. “Thank you. And as a reward, you may ask questions tonight. But there is only one way to refuse, as you know.”

  Tudor Rose. Her safe word, it flashed through her eyes before she mouthed it silently. I nodded, and she smiled. “May I kiss you, Kade?”

  “Inside,” I countered, twisting the door handle. I pushed it open slowly, letting Alix see the playroom. “You first.”

  My playroom is painted in reds and blacks, red walls and black molding, with the various implements installed on black rails. In one corner I had the spreader bar attached to a heavy-duty pulley in the ceiling, used normally on the wrists, but Rita had, one time long ago when she had visited Portland and we were both feeling adventurous, let me use it on her ankles. There were eyelets in the floor as well for attaching to ankle cuffs, but I found them more of a hassle than anything else. They were only useful for restraint when inflicting pain, which if you needed to be restrained for, was too much in my opinion. I had no plans of ever using the floor eyelets with Alix.

  In the other corner was my wall of toys, including handcuffs, leather arm and leg hobbles, and my cat o’ nine tails. Alix’s eyes fixed on it, looking at me with trepidation. “There is a technique to it,” I said simply, leading her over and handing her the device. “First, I never swing it full strength. Secondly, the lash must land on your back flat, not wrapping around or the tips getting a last second turn into your skin. That can tear and cut, which I’ll never do.”

  Alix nodded and handed the cat back to me, where I hung it back on its peg. Her eyes then found another of the toys on the wall, a vibrating dildo. She shuddered and backed away, her already creamy skin going pale. “No . . . ” she said, fear in her eyes.

  “Alix,” I said. “Stand still. Trust me, and stand still.”

  I could see her eyes flicker from the toy to me, then back to the toy, then back to me. She was fighting herself, her inner will to say her safe word, and I was heartened when she regained control and stood still, her hands by her sides. “Yes, Kade.”

  I took the dildo down and looked at it. “Tell me why you’re afraid of this.”

  “Not afraid. Ashamed,” she replied, looking down at her feet. “The blackmail photo and video that Sydney has . . . he had me use one just like that.”

  The idea that such a monster had done such a thing to my Alix caused my blood to boil, but I let my temper die, seeing that even with such pain, she trusted me enough to not run away.

  “Alix, look at me,” I said. She raised her eyes, and I held it up slowly. “I can’t say I haven’t done the same thing with some of my subs. But only because they enjoyed it. If you didn’t, that’s fine. We never have to use this at all. But we won’t be doing anything with that tonight. In fact, I’ll put it away,” I said, as I tossed it into a drawer and closed it.

  “Do you feel better now?”

  “Yes, Kade,” she said, her eyes glistening in relief. “Thank you.”

  “Now, you did break some rules today,” I said, mock growling as I came closer. “I do think you need a bit of punishment for it.”

  “Please tell me how I broke the rules, Kade,” she asked honestly. There was such a desire to fulfill my needs in her voice and in her eyes, I couldn’t even pretend to be play angry any longer.

  “At the mall, you were teasing me again,” I said with a smile. “The shorts?”

  “Oh,” Alix said, then smiled back at me disarmingly. “I thought you liked them.”

  “I do, they looked amazing on you. But, we can’t be romantic in public. As much as I’d have loved to have swept you into my arms and kissed you so many times while we were shopping tonight, we can’t. It would be disastrous,” I explained. “So please, for both of our sakes, remember the rule.”

  Alix nodded, then looked up at me. “And you’ll punish me?”

  I grinned, catching her drift. “Oh yes. Turn around.”

  Alix turned to see the last piece of equipment in my playroom. Originally a preacher curl bench that came from a local gym, I’d reupholstered the cheap vinyl with oiled leather and had the chromed steel frame refurnished in black, and made a few other adjustments. “What is that for?”

  I took Alix by the hand and led her over. The curved pad, which was supposed to support your arms, was just a little low, so I pulled the adjustment lever and raised it to the proper height. “You’re going to bend over this pad,” I said, indicating the curve which would support her hips and legs nicely, “and then grab onto the handle that is on the other side.”

  Alix looked, seeing that I’d replaced the cupped bar holders with a single welded bar. “And then?”

  “And then, my naughty little love, I’m going to spank you. You can let go of the bar at any time and halt the spanking there. No punishment for that.”

  Alix looked at me, her lower lip trembling in a mix of desire and trepidation. “I’ve never been spanked before, by anyone. Even as a child.”

  I smiled and stroked her cheek. “There’s a first time for everything. Now bend over and take the handle.”

  Delight and desire filled me as Alix bent over the pad, wrapping her fingers around the smooth steel handle and taking a deep breath to calm herself. “Yes, Kade.”

  I stood back, marveling at the sight in front of me. I had set the pad so that, in order to bend over the pad comfortably, Alix had to stand on her tip toes, which both made her long legs look even better than before but also raised her butt up slightly above her head. Her lingerie was pulled tight in the front, the thin fabric molding to her breasts and pulling high on her thighs, which were already almost totally exposed due to her height. The slip had a deep v-cut in the back and thin, almost invisible red straps. My cock, which had spent the past five minutes already at half mast, grew painfully hard inside my trousers. One of my fondest fantasies, and here it was in front of me.

  “I’ll be gentle with the spanking tonight,” I assured her, running my hands up and down the exposed skin of her back. “And this slip, it’ll not be harmed in any way. I want you to make sure that this article of clothing stays pristine, special between us.”

  “Yes, Kade,” she whispered, her fingers trembling on the bar.

  “What’s your goal?” I asked, tracing the shape of her spine through her skin. I rubbed gently, massaging, and both of us chuckled when her spine let loose with a deep pop. “That sounded good.”

  “It was,” Alix answered. “And my goal is to make you happy. So right now, that means to me taking all you want to give. And one other thing.”

  “What’s that?” I asked, working my way down lower. I was nearly at the edge of the slip, and wanted to wait until she answered to move the fabric.

  “To not come from your touch until you say I can,” she replied with a light gasp. “I’m so aroused right now I can barely think straight.”

  I could smell it in the air, fueling my own desire, and I smiled. I ran my hand lower, over the slick fabric to the curve of Alix’s ass. She cried out lightly as I rubbed and massaged the delicious curve, her voice cutting off when I lifted the lower hem of the slip to
expose her ass to the light. Barely tanned, perfectly shaped and toned, it was the finest thing I’d ever seen. She was wearing a ring-back string thong which disappeared between the two generous swells of her ass, but was in a matching red to the slip. “Matching set?”

  “Yes, Kade.”

  I slid my thumbs under the strings and pulled slowly, making sure to let Alix lift her hips up another fraction of an inch so that I could take her panties all the way off. Sniffing the sublime scent on the barely there front, I carried them over to the pegboard display and hung them on one of the hooks. Walking back slowly, I drank in the sight of Alix’s beautiful ass turned up toward me, her thighs parted just enough that I could see the coral pink lips of her pussy winking at me, gleaming with arousal even from across the room. I reached down and adjusted my cock, which was pressing so hard against my silk trousers it hurt. “I want you to count off as I spank, do you understand?”

  “Yes, Kade,” Alix said, whimpering in lust as she felt me run my hands over her soft, tender flesh. “I understand.”

  I raised my right hand, and steadied myself. “I love you, Alix.”

  The first spank was as promised, not too hard, just enough to put a little sting into her skin. Alix’s ass twitched, and her breath caught in her throat as the light slap echoed through the room, and she had to force breath past her lips. “One.”

  Nodding in pleasure, I raised my right hand to follow on her other cheek with my left, just slightly harder. “Two.”

  I studied Alix intently in between each smack of my hands, making sure that any increase in strength I used was not so much as to cause her actual injury or real pain. When her hips started squirming side to side, I knew it wasn’t from pain but instead arousal as she tried unconsciously to grind her clit into the pad, but she was too tall, and the pad was just a fraction of an inch too high on her body. Instead she was moaning thickly with every slap, her ass rising to a beautiful warm shade of pink that was nearly the same shade as her nipples. “Ten.”

  I didn’t actually expect Alix to last all twenty-one. I had intentionally picked a number that was too high, while at the same time giving her the choice to release the bar with no negative consequences. Still, she hung on, her forearms knotted with effort as she squeezed the steel as hard as she could. Looking at her face in the mirror in front of her, I could see her eyes rolling up in her head as I continued, her arousal flooding her brain to the point that she was holding onto the control of her orgasm by sheer willpower alone. It was gorgeous, breathtaking, and still she gritted her teeth and said each spank.

  “Nineteen, Kade,” she groaned through lust addled lips.

  “Two more, Princess,” I said, knowing as soon as I said it that it would be my sub name for her. “They’ll come at the same time.”

  Alix blinked, sweat running down her face as she regained her senses enough to nod in understanding, her blue eyes nearly sapphire they were so dark. Reaching back, I swung sharply, both hands impacting with her ass at the exact same instant, her entire ass vibrating with the impact. “Twenty, twenty one,” I finished for her, leaving my hands on her warm flesh. “Congratulations, Princess. You did it.”

  Alix lowered her head and sobbed in relief and gratitude, still holding onto the bar with her locked hands. I let her cry for a moment before kneeling behind her and letting my breath tickle her pussy, which I could see was literally pulsing with her heartbeat. “Princess?”

  “Yes, Kade,” Alix said. I couldn’t tell if she understood I had shifted to a new name for her, but she was self-aware enough to know I was talking to her.

  “You can come any time you want now,” I said. Leaning in, I dragged my tongue across her dripping labia before parting them and gathering her nectar. Alix was delicious, as fresh and pure in her sexual essence as she was in her natural scent. There was nothing fake, nothing contrived, just pure heaven as I knelt behind my lovely princess and feasted on her.

  “Kade, oh Kade . . . ” she moaned from in front of me. “Oh yes, yes . . . ”

  Her voice reached a fevered pitch when I found the hard pink nub at the top of her cleft and licked it carefully, guided by her moans and groans. You see, while I’d given Alix permission to come, I didn’t want her to come just yet. Instead, I wanted her right on the edge, so that when I came, which I was liable to do soon after pushing inside her, I was already so aroused, she’d be right there as well.

  While I licked, I reached down with my hands to work at the knot at my waist. Silk cord is never easy to untie, even when you don’t have your face buried in between the thighs and cheeks of a beautiful young woman, so I had to work slowly, carefully undoing the knot so that I could loosen my cord. When I was ready, I stood up, letting my trousers fall into a puddle at my feet. “Princess, look in the mirror.”

  Alix’s eyes were nearly vacant, but she raised her eyes to the glass to see me standing nude in the reflection, just my mask on. I reached up and took it off, pulling it from my head to let it drop next to my trousers. “I’m going to be inside you now. I love you, Princess.”

  “I love you, Kade,” Alix whispered, her voice nearly gone. “Forever.”

  I lined myself up and thrust slowly, savoring the moment of penetration. Alix’s body is sublime perfection in every sense of the word. My cock sank in with just enough resistance to squeeze me perfectly, like a smooth, clingy vice. I sank into Alix, my own eyes fluttering as the pleasure rippled up my body.

  The night before, I’d told Alix to keep her mind focused, but both of us were too aroused this time. The playroom had worked its magic on both of us to the point that resistance was impossible. I pulled back and thrust in again, letting my instincts take over, secure that I was in control enough that I was focused on Alix’s pleasure as much as my own. It’s the secret of a good dominant, that while your sub is focused on you, you are just as focused on them and their reactions.

  Because of that, I never pushed hard; the skin on Alix’s ass was too sensitive and raw, and it would have hurt her. Even still, the way she gripped at my cock as I thrust in and out was better than I ever had before, even the night before when we first made love. I took her waist in my hands, holding carefully above her tender spanked flesh to hold on as I sped up, faster and faster.

  Alix’s moans and cries cut off as her voice failed her again, leaving her panting harshly though her open mouth as the two of us sped toward our orgasms. Pushing hard, I was soon there, holding on to my control just enough to listen for Alix’s reactions. “Come for me, Princess.”

  Alix’s body tensed before exploding, squeezing around me as I pushed forward one last time, my cock exploding as pure energy coursed through our bodies. I don’t know if I cried out or not. My ears were filled with nothing but the rush of my heartbeat and the sound of my love screaming release to the heavens.

  Chapter 17

  Alix

  I woke up the next morning sore but happy. It was still before sunrise, and I could feel Kade snuggled up against me, holding me in his bed. I was still in my slip, but not wearing the panties. He’d carried me from the playroom to the bedroom where we fell asleep nearly instantly.

  I reached back and touched my butt, only slightly wincing at the tenderness I felt. I’d probably spend half the day standing, but I didn’t care. Kade had been true to his word, never smacking harder than I could take, and with the electricity that coursed through me with every smack, my arousal increased. When he stopped I was nearly insensate, only to be driven higher and higher before I came. If I had to stand up more for that sort of pleasure, I’d stand all day.

  “How’s the bum?” Kade whispered, his eyes fluttering open. “Hurts?”

  “Not really,” I said, turning to look into his beautiful dark eyes. “It’s early. Go back to sleep, I’m okay.”

  “I know, and I will. But you too. I set the alarm to get us up at six thirty, that’ll give me plenty of time to spoil you some before we go into the office.”

  “Yes, Kade,” I said, lea
ving my hips alone to entwine my fingers with his. “I love you.”

  “I love you too, Princess,” he whispered, kissing my forehead.

  “Is that what I am to you, your Princess?” I asked, pleased. “I like the sound of that.”

  I drifted back off to sleep, waking up as Kade’s alarm went off. He’d gotten one of those really cool types too, that didn’t wake you up by a blaring alarm or anything like that. Instead, a prerecorded track started with low, deep tones that you barely heard in your subconscious before raising in tone and volume until they sounded like real bells that you might hear on a breezy spring day or something. Kade was still with me, holding me securely in his arms, and in that instant I knew I was the luckiest woman in the entire universe.

  * * *

  Kade’s office was in a nice little brick red stucco building next to the Willamette River, next to a middle to upscale condo complex. “By the way, you were talking about exercise yesterday,” Kade said as we pulled into the parking lot. “Just down the street is a woman’s only gym, although if you want I can introduce you to where I go.”

  “I’ll go where you go,” I replied. I shifted around, my backside aching from the ride in the car, and grinned. “But not today, except for maybe swimming and a sit in a hot tub.”

  Kade looked over at me and took my hand. It was a breaking of our rules, but it could be played off if someone saw us. “You know, you didn’t really have to take all twenty-one. I’m proud of you for doing it though.”

  It was meaningful praise, and I did feel a sense of accomplishment for being able to endure it. “Thank you, my Lord.”

  Kade’s eyes crinkled in delight at my use of our special term, and he smiled. “You’re welcome, Princess. Just remember, in the office, just Kade and Alix.”