Forbidden Love Series (SubmissiveRomance) Complete Collection

by Jordan, Lucia

  Olivia was learning to love his lessons. She adjusted and straddled him as he asked. Then, like a good submissive, she waited for his next set of instructions.

  Keeping his gaze locked with hers, he reached for his zipper and slowly pulled it down. “Trust,” he said.

  She looked down at his hard cock and her breath caught. He was magnificent and the thought of their week coming to an end choked her up.

  “Look behind me at the couple in the corner. Tell me what you see.”

  Olivia looked to the corner. “There’s a Dom, sitting in a chair. His sub his riding him. And…” She paused, unable to believe what she saw.

  “And what?” Dean pressed as he took a condom from his pocket and put it on.

  She swallowed hard. “And there’s another man coming up behind the woman. Her Dom is nodding his head and spreading her ass checks. The man is entering her. She’s…” Olivia felt herself blushing. “She’s letting both of those men have sex with her.”

  Dean put his hand on the back of her head and once again lowered her mouth to his. “It’s common around here for a Dom to share his submissive with another man.”

  “Is that what you’re planning to do right now, Sir?” The thought terrified her. She’d never had anal sex nor did she want to. Even the thought of having sex right here for everyone to see was terrifying enough without the worry of another man trying to violate her.

  “Is that what you want, Olivia? Do you want another man to be inside of you while I am?”

  “No, Sir.” There was no hesitation in her voice. This was one thing she was certain of.

  Dean lifted her and set her down on his erection. She tensed. Having sex in public wasn’t much better, in her opinion. “Trust me, baby,” he whispered.

  Inch by inch, she impaled herself on his cock and they moaned simultaneously. Olivia dropped her forehead to his shoulder, luxuriating in the feel of him filling her, stretching her, and not wanting anyone to see her having sex.

  “Keep your eyes on me, Olivia. You don’t have to look at anyone or anything but me.” She lifted her head and forced her eyes open. Her gaze locked with his and he slowly moved beneath her. “That’s it, baby. It’s just you and me right now.” His voice was still commanding, but it was low, just above a whisper and it raked over her senses like a cool breeze. “Go as slow or as fast as you want.”

  Her delicate hands cupped his face and her lips were on his. “Dean,” she whispered into his mouth as her hips rotated on him. She couldn’t believe she was having sex in the middle of a club like this. Behind her, she heard Master Todd moan. Part of her was curious as to why. Was he watching them?

  As if he could read her mind, Dean said, “His sub is giving him a blow job. He was turned on watching you ride me.”

  She thought she’d be embarrassed or offended by someone watching her, but it turned her on. It was a rush to know a man was aroused by simply watching her. Olivia increased her pace, needing to feel more of him. Their gazes were still locked, and it was one of the most intense things she’d ever experienced – to have sex while maintaining eye contact. Honestly, it felt more like they were making love.

  “Yeah, baby, that’s it. Ride my cock, Olivia. Make it feel good.” His voice had gone back to his calm, everyday voice, which startled her for a moment now that she knew the difference.

  What was it about this man that had her acting this way? Why was she allowing him to convince her to do these things? This wasn’t like her at all. He grabbed her hips and held her still, his cock buried all the way in her pussy, which was throbbing and pulsating around him. “Please, Sir, I need to move. I’m so close.”

  “Shh, don’t move. And whatever you do or hear, do not take your eyes off me, okay?”

  She nodded, afraid of what was happening.

  “Looking for a third?” said a man from behind her.

  Olivia’s eyes widened as she realized why this man was here and what he wanted. She kept her gaze locked to Dean. His eyes narrowed and he wrapped his arms protectively around her back, his one hand sliding down to cup her ass. That calmed her a little, but it was his words that really soothed her.

  “Not her, Jeff. She’s mine.”

  Those two little words, she’s mine, swirled in her brain. She liked the sounds of that, of being Dean’s – not just for a week, but a lot longer.

  “Sorry,” Jeff said and backed away.

  Dean met her gaze and smiled. She whispered thank you, and he kissed her hard on the mouth as he released his hold on her. “You can trust me, Olivia, always.”

  “I know,” she whispered. She quickly found a steady rhythm that had both of them moaning, groping, nipping, and kissing as they climaxed. Since the first time she’d been with Dean last night, she’d had some pretty fantastic orgasms, but none of them compared to this one. She didn’t know why, but to her it felt more like they’d made love rather than had sex. Looking into a man’s eyes while she climaxed was uncomfortable, at first. But Dean made it easy on her. He made her feel safe and for that, she was able to let her inhibitions go when she was with him. It was glorious.

  “Look around now, Olivia. Tell me what you see that turns you on.”

  She drew a shaky breath and did as he instructed. She saw a man standing not too far behind them – he was watching them intently as he masturbated. All around them, people were having sex in various positions. She hadn’t really noticed just how much sex was happening until right now. She hadn’t really allowed herself to look until now. “You, Sir,” she said, bringing her gaze back to his. “You turn me on.” Yeah, it was mildly arousing to watch other couples have sex, but ultimately, it was the man she was with that did it for her.

  “What?”

  “You’re the only man in this place that turns me on, Sir.” She worked her hips around, sliding easily up and down on him. He felt incredible.

  “You’re going to be the death of me,” he murmured as he claimed her lips in the same way he claimed her body.

  Moments later Olivia came, and Dean did, too. His whole body shook from the force of his orgasm, his cock jerked uncontrollably inside of her as she continued to squeeze him, milking every last drop of come from him. He dropped his forehead to her shoulder. She stroked the hair at the nape of his neck and planted soft kisses on his head. It was a gentle, loving gesture that had her mind racing with possibilities.

  “Are you okay, baby?” His voice was soft and tender, much like the kisses he was placing all over her shoulder and neck.

  “Yes, Sir.”

  He lifted his head and once again looked into her eyes. “You’re absolutely amazing, you know that?”

  His compliment made her blush. “Thank you, Sir.”

  He smiled. “What did you learn tonight?”

  “That I can trust you, Sir.”

  His smile grew bigger. “Is that all?” She stared at him, unsure what else she was supposed to say. When he saw her uncertainty, he said, “Do you still think you’re boring or that you can’t get a man off in bed?”

  Her breath caught. She no longer had any doubts about her ability to get him off, but she wasn’t so sure she could get anyone else off. And she hated her ex for putting these doubts in her mind. Before him, she’d been a very confident woman.

  Dean framed her face with his hands and stroked her cheeks with his thumbs. “Olivia, baby, I don’t think you fully realize what happened here tonight.”

  “No, I don’t, Sir.”

  “Master Todd got hard watching you take my cock. Master Jeff wanted you, and when I told him no, he masturbated to the idea of you, to the thought of being with you. Even Master Steve was watching from the bar. He made it clear that he wants you when your training is over.”

  Hearing Dean talk about her training ending made her sad. The end of her training meant the end of them, and that was something she didn’t want to think about. In fact, whenever she did think about it, she began to hope more and more that he would decide he wanted to be her Dom.<
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  “So, you see, you are an attractive woman…physically and sexually. You made several men hard, especially me.” He chuckled, and then turned serious. “Come home with me tonight, Olivia.” He traced her lips with his tongue before kissing her. “Let me show you what it’s like to spend an entire night with a Dom, with me.”

  She debated his offer for a moment. Go home alone to a cold, empty bed or go home with Dean and spend the night in his arms? That was a no-brainer. But before she could answer, he continued.

  “I want to spend the whole night with you, baby. I want to kiss you, explore your body, make you come…repeatedly.”

  “I’d like that very much, Sir.”

  “So, you’ll stay? The whole night?”

  She laughed. “Yes, Sir, the whole night.”

  Dean grinned. “What do you say we get out of here right now then?”

  Olivia nodded her agreement. Then she got off his lap and adjusted her dress. Dean excused himself to the bathroom to clean himself up. She plopped down in his chair and waited. It was only then that she realized both Master Todd and Maya were looking at her. Her face flushed red with embarrassment and she wished Dean were here right now.

  “That’s the first time he’s ever done that you know?” Master Todd said.

  “Done what?” she asked. Then she wondered if she were supposed to address him as Sir, too.

  “Had sex out here in the open room. He normally takes his trainees into the dungeon to train them.” Master Todd took a sip of his whiskey and smiled. “He’s also never gone head to head with another Dom like he did with Master Steve.”

  “Oh.” Olivia had no idea what to make of all that information or why Master Todd had chosen to tell her all of that. “Well, I don’t know anything about how Master Dean trained his other submissives, but he’s been very kind to me.”

  Master Todd continued to smile. “Maya, love, didn’t Master Dean train you?”

  “Yes, Sir,” Maya said.

  “Maybe when you’re done training, you two can trade notes.” Master Todd laughed.

  Maya gave Olivia an apologetic smile. Yeah, right. The last thing Olivia was going to do was trade stories about Dean with Maya – a woman she knew nothing about.

  “Olivia? Is that you?”

  Olivia’s heart stopped at the sound of that voice. Slowly, she stood and looked up at Brandon. “What’re you doing here?” she asked, grabbing his elbow and dragging him away from Maya and Master Todd. This was a conversation they didn’t need to hear.

  “Tracy didn’t think you’d have the guts to go through with the research needed for this story, so she sent me in as back up.” Brandon smiled.

  Olivia felt her stomach flop and her heart sink. As if it wasn’t bad enough that her boss didn’t believe in her, Tracy had to go and send the one person in that entire office that Olivia despised. Brandon was a self-centered, arrogant, misogynistic, prick. “Well, you can go back and tell Tracy I’m doing just fine and that I don’t need back up.”

  Brandon crossed his arms over his chest. “Are you? Because to me it looks like you’re uncomfortable here. You had two perfect subjects right in front of you and you were barely talking to them. That doesn’t seem like doing fine to me.”

  She scowled. “Damn it, Brandon. I don’t need you looking over my shoulder on this. I’m doing what’s necessary to get the story, okay? Now leave it alone.”

  “And what exactly are you doing?” he pressed.

  “That’s none of your business.” She clenched her hands into fists and glared at him.

  “It is when you botch this story and I have to pick up the pieces. So, tell me what you’ve got so far so that I know how much work I have to do.”

  The urge to slap him was overwhelming. “Look, Brandon, not that it’s any of your business, but I have a very trustworthy source, okay? In fact, he’ll be here any second and if you’re hanging around, it will blow things. For obvious reasons, he wants to remain anonymous.”

  Brandon eyed her suspiciously. “You’re really doing this? You’re going to actually get the inside scoop into this freakish lifestyle and write the article Tracy wants?” His voice was laced with disbelief.

  “Yes.”

  “Olivia. What the hell is going on here? Who is this guy and what article is he talking about?”

  Dean’s voice paralyzed her with fear. Oh, shit! She slowly turned to look at him and from the look on his face; she guessed he’d heard a lot more than she’d hoped he had. His eyes were dark with fear and pain – pain she’d caused.

  “I can explain,” she said lamely.

  Forbidden Love Book 3

  Olivia presented for Dean, her heart thundering in her chest and ears so loud she could barely hear anything over the sound of her own heartbeat. He’d demanded that she accompany him to his dungeon room after he’d overheard Brandon talking about the article. She could’ve used her safe word, and she almost had, but she desperately wanted a chance to explain, to make Dean understand. So, she’d willingly followed him to the room. And now she kneeled before him, waiting. To an outsider, it would appear as though she were being patient, waiting for her Master to give her an order, but the truth was, she wasn’t patient. She was dying on the inside. They’d been in here for close to five minutes and Dean hadn’t said a word yet. He just walked back and forth in front of her. Every few moments he would sigh.

  Then he stopped pacing. “Look at me, Olivia.”

  Slowly, she lifted her head, ashamed that she had tears streaming down her face. Olivia wanted to appear strong, but she wasn’t. She was falling apart. His eyes were dark, brooding, and full of painful anger. Olivia nervously licked her lips. Why wasn’t he saying anything?

  “Who are you? And I want the truth this time.” He crossed his arms over his chest.

  She longed to have them wrapped around her, to feel his strong, comforting embrace. He seemed so cold compared to how he was just an hour ago. What she wouldn’t give to go back and do things differently.

  “Answer me, damn it!” His booming voice startled her.

  “My name is really Olivia, sir, and I’m a journalist for Women’s Life and World Magazine. Everything I told you about my past, about my ex and my sexual history is all true. I swear it, sir.” Her lips trembled and her voice quivered. She didn’t know what she’d do if he didn’t believe her. How could she ever prove it to him?

  “And what’s the truth about why you’re here?”

  She swallowed hard. There was no more lying. “My boss sent me here to get the inside story about this lifestyle, sir.”

  Dean took a deep breath, and then turned his back on her. She didn’t think it was possible for her heart to hurt anymore, but in that moment, it did. It felt like it shattered in her chest and the ragged pieces were coursing through veins, cutting her even deeper. Without turning around, Dean lowered his head and said, “And what was I, Olivia?” He spun around on her. “Huh? What the fuck was I to you? Just a means to an end?”

  “No.” She shook her head as tears coursed freely down her face. “No, Master Dean, that’s not it at all. I never expected to meet you, but I did and—”

  “And what? You saw an opportunity to further your career?” He ran a hand through his hair. “Shit.”

  “That’s not how it was, sir.” She was crying so hard now that her words were more of incoherent sobs than actual words.

  Dean stood in front of her, looking down at her with pure disgust and hatred. It was unbearable to see him looking at her like that. “There were only two things you had to do, Olivia. Trust me and communicate with me. And you,” he pointed in her face, “you didn’t do either one of them. Fuck!” He laced his hands on top of his head and looked up at the ceiling.

  She had no idea what to say. He was right. All he’d asked for was trust and for her to talk to him. She hadn’t done either. And now that she looked back on it, she couldn’t even remember why she’d made the choice to lie to him. But she had, and it was the worst
decision she’d ever made.

  “Why, Olivia? Why did you lie to me?”

  “I don’t know, sir,” she whispered, and then a little louder added, “I wanted to. I had every intention of telling you the truth that first night, but then you asked me to go to your room and I was afraid…” Olivia paused to take a deep breath. “I was afraid that you wouldn’t want to be with me.”

  “That’s where you were wrong.” He took a few steps back. “Get up.”

  Olivia stood, thankful for the reprieve from kneeling, but she had a feeling that what was about to happen was going to be so much worse than being forced to kneel for a longer period of time. Dean closed the gap between them and took her face into his hands. Then he did something she didn’t expect. He kissed her. It started hard and fast, laced with despair, and then it slowed to a soft, passionate, all-consuming burn. She knew without him saying it that it was a kiss goodbye. More tears flowed down her cheeks. Dean released her lips and wiped her tears with his thumbs. Then he rested his forehead to hers, allowing his eyes to close momentarily. What he said next crushed her.

  “I cared about you, Olivia. A lot. In fact, I was going to collar you tonight. But now,” he dropped his hands from her face and stepped back, “well, now I can’t. You’ve broken my trust and that’s something I just can’t forgive.”

  She’d noticed he was no longer using his dominant voice. His words stung. He had wanted to collar her, to make her his submissive; something he’d openly admitted he hadn’t done in a long time. And now he could barely stand the sight of her. So, that was it. It was really over. Just like that. It hurt so bad she didn’t know if she could breathe let alone walk out of this room, this club, and his life forever. It wasn’t fair.

  “Dean, please, just…please give me another chance. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” she pleaded.

  “So am I.” He shook his head and once again turned away from her. “Just go, Olivia.”

  “What?” She prayed to God that she’d misheard him, but her gut told her she hadn’t.