by A. L Long
Taking Dylan by surprise, a slight vibration began pulsating inside her. “Oh my…” Dylan was unable to take a sip of her wine as the sensation increased.
Before Dylan could finish her sentence, Rade placed his hand over hers with a big grin. “Since your day was uneventful, I thought I would add a little something special to it.”
Dylan couldn’t believe how aroused she was getting. Her hands were clenched tightly to the table as she tried to compose herself. Rade could see by her expression that the little egg was properly placed inside her. It gave him great pleasure seeing her like this. It would have also given him great pleasure punishing her if she disobeyed him.
Dylan’s face began to relax as she adjusted to the stimulation of the egg. Her hands relaxed and were no longer gripping the edge of the table. Stepping things up, Rade pressed the intensity of the vibration one more notch on the remote that was hidden in his pocket. Dylan began to come alive. He could see the pleasure it was causing her. Her eyes started to glaze over.
In a breathy voice, she pleaded with him. “Rade, please.”
Rade was looking at Dylan with desire. “Tell me what you want, Dylan.”
She could feel the pressure building inside her. “I need to…..”
Before Dylan could tell Rade what she needed, the vibration stopped. Dylan’s body calmed. She was thankful Rade turned off the device. He wanted to control her climax. She needed to learn how to control her own climax. The longer she could hold out, the more pleasure she would have once she did release.
Rade refrained from turning on the device during their dinner. The last thing he wanted was for her to have an orgasm while she was eating. While they ate, Dylan was curious to find out what Rade had in store for her this evening. “So what plans do you have for me this evening?”
Rade didn’t want to share too much of his plans with her. He wanted to leave it to her own imagination. “You’ll have to wait and see, Sweetness. I’ll tell you this much; you’ll experience something you have never experienced before.”
When the waiter returned to offer dessert, Rade told him they were finished and he could bring the check. Rade wanted to start on his play with Dylan as soon as possible.
Just as Rade and Dylan were leaving the restaurant, Dylan felt the pulsation again. She just about lost her footing when Rade grabbed her around her waist. Standing on wobbly legs, she looked up at Rade, seeing the grin of a mischievous little boy on his face. “I love the way your eyes look right now, Sweetness. I think this is going to be my favorite toy.” Dylan couldn’t respond to Rade’s comment, only because he turned up the intensity of the vibration, which caused her to lose control. Her explosion ripped through her body with such force that it took her breath away. Rade lowered his mouth to her ear and quietly whispered, “We are going to need to work on your control.”
Dylan was still recovering from her recent orgasm as they drove through the city. It was a short drive from the restaurant to Rade’s place. Within fifteen minutes, they were stepping off the elevator and into the penthouse. Without warning, Rade pulled her to him and began nibbling on her ear. Softly he whispered as he nibbled her lobe, “I want you to remove all your clothing and go to my bedroom. There will be a blindfold on the bed, which you will put on. Wait for me on the bed, sitting on your knees with your hands in your lap.” Trying to show his own control, Rade stepped away from her and headed to the living room to pour himself a drink.
Dylan removed her coat, placing it on the bar stool by the breakfast nook. Slowly, she began removing every stitch of clothing as she walked to the bedroom. Entering Rade’s room, fully naked, she noticed the black scarf on the bed. Taking it in her hand, she held it to her eyes and tied it securely behind her head. Feeling her way onto the bed, she crawled to where she thought the middle of the bed was and sat on her knees, making sure her hands were resting on her lap. Waiting patiently, her mind began to wander, trying to guess what Rade had in store for her. She wasn’t sure how long she had been sitting on the bed, but she knew it had to have been a while because her legs began to tingle. Just as she was getting ready to adjust her position, she heard Rade enter the room. Even though she couldn’t see him, she could hear the sound of him removing his clothing. First his shoes, his shirt, then his pants as the sound of his zipper filled the room. Being blindfolded, Dylan relied on her ears and other senses to figure out what was happening.
Feeling a dip in the mattress, she knew Rade was very close to her. His scent filled her space. It was woodsy and spicy, very masculine. Another shift in the bed alerted her that he was now behind her. His breath was so close to her, she could feel the warmth on the back of her neck. He gently placed his hands on her shoulders, slowly sliding them down her arms. When he reached her hands, he gently pulled them behind her body, causing her breasts to push forward. She could feel something soft being used to bind her hands together. In a soft tone, she heard his voice. “I wish you could see how sexy you look right now.” Dylan was getting wet just from the sound of his voice. Taking his time, Rade started kissing her body. He moved his lips down her neck to her shoulders, gently sucking and nipping her silky skin as he went. Cupping her breasts in each hand, he began caressing them tenderly, occasionally tweaking her nipples between his fingers. This was driving her crazy with desire.
Rade shifted his body so he was positioned in front of her. Even though she couldn’t see him, she could feel him. Lowering his mouth to her breasts, he began circling his tongue around her taut nipple. He loved the way she responded to his touch. Removing his hands from her breasts, he lightly moved them down Dylan’s aroused body.
With his hand near her pubic area, he felt the warm moisture radiating below. “My Sweetness is wet for me.” There was no denying her desire for him. She was ready for him to take her the minute she placed the blindfold over her eyes. “Rade, please, take me.”
Rade laughed at her words. “My little minx needs to have patience. Turn around and place your head on the bed.”
Dylan did as he asked. She wasn’t quite sure where on the bed she was, but she carefully moved her knees until she had made a half circle. When she was certain her back was now facing him, she lowered her head to the bed, turning her head slightly so her cheek rested on the soft comforter. Dylan felt uncomfortable and fully exposed in this position. Placing his warm hands on her back, Rade lifted her hips higher, taking her from a fetal position to a kneeling position with her sex fully displayed. Sliding his hands up the sides of her body, Rade cupped her breasts as he lowered his lips to her backside and began kissing her firm cheeks. Biting gently into her soft flesh, he could hear her gasp.
“Do you trust me, Dylan?” Rade asked as he continued caressing her.
In a soft voice he could hear Dylan. “Yes.”
“What is your safe word, Sweetness?”
“Truth. My safe word is truth,” she replied.
Rade’s plan was to push her over the edge, test her control. Taking his hands from her breast, he moved them to her tight bottom. Spreading her cheeks, he began lowering his middle finger to her sex, gathering the juices from her folds. With his finger covered with her sweet cream, he slid it to her puckered opening. Playfully massaging her tight hole, he eased the tip of his finger inside. “One day I will have you here.” Dylan had never been taken in the ass. She heard stories of how painful it was, so she never had the desire to experience it, but with Rade that could change. “I will have you every way imaginable.” Before Dylan knew what was happening, Rade plunged two fingers inside her vagina, removing the egg from inside her. Dylan let out a scream and came with an explosion that was raging inside her. “Looks like someone forgot to ask for permission.” Dylan could feel Rade moving off of the bed. When he returned, she felt something soft brushing up and down her back. “I think it is time to show my little minx some discipline.” With no warning, Rade slapped the flogger on Dylan’s butt cheek. Dylan gasped with surprise.
Rade smoothed Dylan’s cheek wit
h his hand. Just as the sting was subsiding, he laid another blow to her ass, this time on the other cheek. “Do you know why you are being punished, Sweetness?” Rade asked in a hushed voice.
Dylan could barely catch her breath. “Because I came without your permission.”
Rade was smiling behind Dylan. Even though she couldn’t see him, she could hear the enjoyment in his voice. “Yes, Sweetness. Who controls your orgasms?”
“You do,” Dylan said in a small murmur.
“I am going to take you now. You will not come again until I tell you.”
Unable to speak, Dylan nodded her head. Rade took his shaft in his hand and gently eased into her entrance, being careful not to hurt her. “Please, Rade.” Rade could hear the desperation in her voice.
“Please what, Sweetness?” Dylan was beyond furious. If she could wrap her hands around his neck, she would’ve strangled him; instead she began moving her hips so her body could take more of him. Rade was close to eruption himself. Moving further inside, he could feel her beginning to tighten around him.
“Please, Rade, harder.”
Rade drove deeper into her. It was ecstasy. No woman ever made him lose control like she did. Hearing her soft, shallow moans, he moved faster, embedding himself deeper and deeper inside her. “Come for me, Sweetness.” With a hard thrust, he felt her explode around him as her walls squeezed his shaft. The grip she had on him pushed him to his limit. He couldn’t suppress his own release. With one final thrust, he was hers. His seed spilled into her.
Untying Dylan’s restraint and removing her blindfold, he gently rolled her onto her back. He could see the afterglow of satisfaction in her eyes. He felt warmed by the sight of her. He knew he’d shown her pleasure she never experienced before. She was his. Taking her, he pulled her limp body to his. With her head resting on his chest, he could hear her breathing even out. Dylan lifted her head and looked affectionately into his eyes. “Thank you.” Those were the last words he heard before she fell into a blissful sleep. He just smiled.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Dylan woke to something warm and hard next to her. Jumping up quickly from the bed, she realized she was still in Rade’s bed, the last place she wanted to be. Grabbing her clothes, she quietly snuck into the guest bedroom to dress. Looking over her shoulder, making her escape, she could see Rade was still asleep. She also saw the blindfold, Rade’s tie, which he must have used to tie her hands, and the small egg sitting on the nightstand beside his bed. Dylan smiled to herself, remembering how wonderful he made her feel. She promised herself she wouldn’t spend another night with him. It was too risky.
Almost making it to the elevator, Dylan heard Rade’s voice. “Hey, where are you going?”
Dylan turned to face him. He had on a pair of loose fitting sweats that hung low on his hips, showing the V of his chiseled muscles. “I have to get ready for work, otherwise I’ll be late.”
Rade just looked at her with amusement. “Dylan, you don’t have to worry about being late for work. Why don’t you shower here and get ready while I make some breakfast for us? Your closet is still full of clothing you refuse to take.”
Breakfast did sound good. Plus, she knew what an excellent cook he was. “Okay, but I would still like to be in the office as soon as possible.”
Dylan quickly showered and slipped into a dark gray pant suit. She loved the way it looked on her. Someday, she would be able to afford designer clothing herself. Slipping on a pair of four inch Jimmy Choo sling backs, she grabbed a Louis Vuitton overnight bag and stuffed her discarded clothing from the day before inside and headed to the kitchen. Setting the bag on the floor near one of the leather living room chairs, she walked to the kitchen, taking in the scent of something wonderful. When she got to the kitchen, she could see two plates sitting on the dining room table with a carafe full of coffee.
Rade was leaning over getting ready to pour them each a cup coffee when Dylan walked in. “Breakfast is ready, Sweetness. I hope you like French crêpes with chocolate and cream.” Rade pulled out Dylan’s chair, offering her a seat.
Taking a bite, she hummed with ecstasy. “This tastes fantastic.” Dylan was in awe over the decadent taste that was consuming her mouth.
“I’m glad you like it,” Rade said as he smiled at Dylan’s enjoyment.
While Dylan finished her breakfast, Rade got ready for work himself. Moments later he appeared in front of Dylan, showered, shaved, and dressed. He made a call to Richard letting him know he and Dylan were ready and to bring the Bentley to the front of the building. Dylan was curious how Richard was always readily available for Rade.
“Richard must be a very loyal employee. He always seems to be only a few minutes away at all times,” Dylan said.
Satisfying her thoughts, Rade explained. “Richard lives in the building. He has a condo on the floor below me.”
“That makes sense. I always wondered how he got here so quickly.” Rade smiled as he ushered her into the elevator.
Pulling up to Dylan’s building, Rade took a small box from his pocket and handed it to her. “What’s this, Rade?” Looking at Rade with curiosity, she took the box.
“A little something for you to wear. When you get to your office, you can open it,” Rade said with a mischievous grin.
If it was anything like the gift he left her yesterday, Dylan wasn’t sure how much she would like it. Even though the egg vibrator caused her great pleasure, her concern was Rade would be controlling it.
Curious to see what was in the box, Dylan placed her coat and purse on one of the chairs in front of her desk and cautiously opened the box, scanning the contents. She knew what it was. It was a small butt plug, about the diameter of her middle finger, along with a small tube of lubricant. She never had anything lodged in her ass before. Even though she heard anal play could be very erotic and pleasurable if done correctly, it also could cause great pain. Examining the plug further, she heard her cell phone ping. Taking the phone from her purse, she saw Rade’s text to her. You will need to wear the plug all day, Sweetness. We will start small, increasing the size until you’re able to take me there. Dylan wasn’t sure she would ever be able to accept Rade’s length in her ass. Michael tried once to push his penis there, but she stopped him the minute his tip hit her tight hole. Nervous, but also aroused by being taken there, she responded to Rade’s text with a simple K.
Dylan was surprised at how the plug felt inside her. She was afraid it would be too painful and she would have to immediately remove it. The only sensation she felt was a little pressure. As the day wore on, she got used to the invasion and felt the plug only when she moved. She wondered how it would feel with Rade’s cock inside her, in its place. Dylan couldn’t believe her thoughts were becoming so erotic. Never in her wildest dreams did she think she would be fantasizing about this kind of kinkiness when it came to sex.
Pushing those thoughts away, she decided to take an early lunch and head down to the coffee shop a few blocks away. She thought about asking Alex to join her, but her plan went out the window when she saw he wasn’t sitting at his desk, nor was he in the employee break room. Disappointed, she went back to her office and grabbed her coat and purse before she left.
On her way to the coffee shop, she took in the warmth the March sun was providing. She always loved this time of year. The warmth was an indication that spring was around the corner and soon everything would be coming back to life. Removing her coat, she continued to walk with a bounce in her step. Arriving at the little café, she placed her order and settled at a table facing the busy streets of Manhattan. Dylan ate her lunch as she watched the pedestrians walking outside. She felt a small tap on her shoulder. She turned to find a familiar smile looking down on her.
“Hey. Dylan, right?” Evan inquired.
“Oh, hi, Evan. What brings you here?” Dylan said, returning the smile.
Evan pointed to the seat across from her, requesting to join her. “Can I join you?”
Dylan nodded h
er head with a smile. “Yes, please.” Sitting down with his own lunch in his hand, Evan sat keeping his eyes fixed on her.
“So, do you work around here?” Evan asked.
“I do. I work at Northgate.” Dylan thought Evan was a nice guy, and he wasn’t too bad on the eyes either.
Trying to learn more about him, Dylan countered, “So you must work nearby as well?”
Still looking at Dylan, Evan responded, “I do. I actually own Riley’s down the street. I was on my way there and thought I would stop for a bite.”
Dylan was familiar with the establishment. It was a Pub and Grill. She hadn’t been there before, but heard it was a great place to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day. “I would never have guessed. You look more like the executive type. How did you come to own Riley’s?”
Evan began telling her about his inheritance. “Well, my grandfather actually owned it. When he died, he passed it on to my mother, who passed it on to me. I haven’t had it very long, but I swore to my mom, before she passed, that I would keep it going.”
Dylan looked at Evan with sadness. “I’m sorry for your loss. I didn’t really get to know my mom very well. She died when I was three.”
Dylan was so caught up in her conversation with Evan, she lost track of time. When she looked at her watch, her lunch hour was over fifteen minutes ago. “Oh shit, I really need to get back to work.”
Evan grabbed her hand as she gathered her coat and purse. “You should stop by the pub sometime. Maybe I could treat you to lunch.”
Thinking about her relationship with Rade, Dylan decided to accept his invitation. “I’ll have to do that.” She wasn’t tied to Rade. Matter of fact, she wasn’t sure what type of relationship they had. They certainly didn’t have a girlfriend- boyfriend relationship. The more she thought about it, they were no more than fuck buddies as far as she was concerned. Rade never expressed his feelings towards her other than he cared about her. Absorbed in her thoughts, Evan lowered his head to her cheek and lightly kissed her. “Good, I can’t wait.”