“Kiss me.” Her voice was heavy with her imminent release.
Dean let her legs fall from his shoulders as he leaned down and captured her lips. “Wrap your legs around me, Olivia.” She did and he kissed her harder.
Olivia kept her legs locked around him, her feet tucked under his ass, and she rode the movements of his body, never letting much space to come between them. Now that some of his raging need had been quenched, he slowed to an easier pace, letting her orgasm build in intensity until she was writhing uncontrollably beneath him.
“Dean…I’m gonna…I’m gonna come,” she wailed.
He could feel her tightening around him. It was borderline painful, but it was also extremely erotic and it pushed him to his limit. His spine tingled and his balls were ten times heavier than they were before. The edges of his vision were becoming blurry as his orgasm built to its breaking point. He gritted his teeth and buried his face in her neck as she clung to him, both of them lost to the sensations of their orgasm. Beneath him, Olivia bucked and writhed as he jerked inside of her, giving in to the immense desire he had for this woman. She undid him in ways he never knew possible.
Olivia sighed and stroked his sweat dampened hair. “Wow.” She laughed.
Dean chuckled and kissed her neck. “Have I told you that you’re incredible?” He adjusted his weight into his arms and peered down at her.
“No, never.” Her eyes sparkled.
“Well, you are.” He kissed the tip of her nose and eased out of her. The overwhelming sense of emptiness he felt rocked him to his core. “Where’s the bathroom?”
“Down the hall, second door on the left,” she said.
Dean got off the couch. “Don’t move,” he said in his Dom voice.
Olivia blew out a breath, draped her arm over her face, and smiled. Dean was back. And he’d just had sex with her without dominating her. She really didn’t know what to make of that, but she wasn’t going to overanalyze it because she was just thrilled to have him back in her life. A shiver worked through her body. She grabbed the afghan from the back of the couch and draped it over her naked body. A moment later, Dean reappeared. He was still naked and looking sexy as hell. She could really get used to seeing him like that all the time.
He smiled. “Perfect.” Positioning himself on the couch behind her, he put his arm over her stomach, and pulled her to him so that they were in a spooning position. “I hope you didn’t have plans today.”
She laughed. “No, nothing that can’t wait.”
“Good, because I have plans for us today.”
“You do?” She turned her head to look at him. “That’s rather presumptuous of you isn’t it?”
This time he laughed. “I can be very convincing.”
Olivia turned back around and snuggled into him. “Yes, you most certainly can be. So, tell me, what are these plans you have for us?”
“Well, for starters, we’re going to do a whole lot of this.” He hugged her tighter to him and she felt his semi-erect cock pressing against her. “And then I’m going to make love to you, Olivia.” Dean nuzzled her neck and kissed her earlobe. “I’m not going to dominate you, and I’m not going to fuck you. I’m going to make slow, passionate love to you.”
Her heart raced at that thought. She’d never had a man make love to her before. At least not that she was aware of and not like Dean had just explained it. “Can I ask you a question?”
“You can ask me anything, and I will answer honestly.”
“Have you ever done this before?” She ran her fingers across his knuckles, and then up his hand toward his wrist.
“Done what?”
“Have sex without being a Dom. Lounge around on the couch naked, snuggling?”
“It’s been a very long time. I would venture to say I haven’t done anything like this since right after college. I was in a serious relationship for about two years post grad. After that I became a Dom.”
“Why?”
He laughed. “Why what?”
“Why did the relationship end? Why did you become a Dom? I assume that the two are somehow related.” She continued to drag her fingers up and down his arm and hand, loving how his skin rose in goose bumps beneath her touch.
Dean nuzzled her neck again, and his breath was warm against her ear. “You’re much too perceptive.”
“And you’re avoiding my question.”
He cupped the side of her face and turned her head toward him. Then he found her lips in a soft kiss. “I’m not avoiding. It’s just not pleasant to talk about.”
“I’m sorry…if you don’t want to talk about it…”
“No.” He smiled and traced her lips with his thumb. “Trust and communication, remember? I will tell you anything you want to know. All you ever have to do is ask.”
She swallowed hard and nodded, remaining silent, waiting for him to continue. It was a funny feeling to know that all she ever had to do was ask and he would be honest with her. This must be what he’d been talking about when he emphasized the whole trust thing. It was kind of surreal.
“Her name was Lora and she was my college sweetheart. I thought she was the one – until I found out she’d been cheating on me for almost a year. Our entire relationship was based on lies. I tried to talk to her, to work things out and she wanted no part of it.”
“Oh, wow…” Olivia took a deep breath. “That explains so much.” It was all the justification she needed for why he’d reacted to her the way he had.
“Yeah, I guess it does.” He rolled her onto her back and looked her in the eyes. “I want to trust you, Olivia. I want to be able to talk to you…about anything at any time. But in order to do that, you have to trust me first. Do you?”
“Yes,” she answered without hesitation. “If I didn’t trust you, I would never have let you do all that stuff you did to me.” She turned away, embarrassed.
He turned her to face him again. “Did you like all that stuff I did to you?”
She caught her bottom lip between her teeth and let the memories of their time together fun through her mind – tying her legs to the bed, the spanking, sex in the club while everyone watched. Just the thoughts had her becoming excited. “Yes, I liked it, all of it,” she whispered.
“Do you trust me to show you more? To push you just a little further?”
Push her further? She didn’t know what he had in mind, but she’d be lying if she said she wasn’t intrigued by the idea. She was also slightly nervous about it. What if she didn’t like what he did?
“Olivia?” He placed a chaste kiss on her lips. “Do you trust me to show you more?” he repeated.
Swallowing, she said, “Yes.”
Dean smiled. “You know that if I ever do anything you don’t like, you can just use your safe word and I will stop. I will never do anything to hurt you or make you uncomfortable.”
“I know. I trust you. I really do.” And she meant that to the bottom of her soul. In fact, she’d never trusted a man as fully as she trusted Dean. There was just something about him that not only demanded respect, but also commanded trust.
“That makes me very happy.” Dean pressed his mouth to hers and parted her lips with his tongue, kissing her slow and languid. “Now, I have a very important question for you. Please answer it truthfully and I won’t get mad. I promise.”
“Okay.”
“Now that your article is written, are you out of the lifestyle? I mean, do you have any desire to continue to learning how to be my submissive?”
Olivia’s heart stopped. How was she supposed to answer that when the truth conflicted with what her heart and body wanted?
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Dean’s heart raced and cold fear rushed through his veins as he waited for Olivia’s response. This particular question had been on his mind since he read her article. She’d admitted the only reason she was at that club or getting involved with him was for that article. So now that it was published, she really didn’t have a reason to k
eep with this lifestyle. He hoped and prayed that he would be reason enough for her. “Olivia?”
She took a deep breath and looked away from him. His gut clenched. This wasn’t good. Dean turned her face back to his and kissed her softly, wanting her to know that there was no pressure and that all he wanted was the truth.
“Whatever you tell me, I won’t be mad,” he whispered, brushing his lips over hers. He meant that, too. If Olivia told him that she didn’t want anything to do with this lifestyle ever again, he would consider giving it up for her. Not completely, but he would be willing to compromise. He’d give up going to the club, to always being in control. They’d just had sex without any rules or roles. And in his opinion, it had been fantastic – so much so that he could get used to doing that with her every night.
Olivia reached up and caressed his cheek. Then she smiled faintly. “Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined myself in this type of relationship or lifestyle. I found myself in it because my boss made me get into it.” She paused and licked her lips. “But then I met you and it’s like everything changed.”
Okay, this wasn’t sounding so bad, he thought. “Changed how?”
“Like I said in my article, you opened my eyes to a whole new world that I never knew existed. You taught me what it means to have a man truly love and respect me. And most importantly, you showed me who I am. Without you, I know I’d still be a scared, insecure woman who believed that I wasn’t good enough to give any man pleasure.”
Dean searched her eyes, hoping that he understood her correctly, hoping that he wasn’t just hearing what he wanted to hear. He opened his mouth to ask when she spoke up again.
“I’ll be honest.” She smiled. “I don’t know if I’m capable of living this type of lifestyle day in and day out. I don’t want to be like those women at the club who are collared and leashed and act like they’re starved for attention.”
“Olivia, it’s not—” She held up her hand to silence him.
“I know that’s not how it really is. You’ve explained all of that to me, but as an outsider and as a newbie, that’s how it looks to me. I actually felt sorry for those women. I wondered what was so wrong with them that they’d be willing to degrade themselves like that. What man is worth that kind of humiliation?”
“Wow.” Dean blew out a breath and rolled back so his head was resting along the back of the couch. “I had no idea you felt that way.” This definitely wasn’t boding well for him. “Did I ever make you feel that way?” His stomach rolled at the thought of the one time he made her sit at his feet in the club. He hadn’t thought twice about it because that’s just how things were at Allegiant. Subs sat at their Master’s feet unless told otherwise.
Olivia rolled onto her side, faced him, and draped her leg over his. “No. You’ve never once made me feel that way. But I’m afraid that if I get any deeper into this lifestyle, I will start to feel that way or that others will see me the same way I’ve seen them.”
“Oh, baby.” Dean lay on his back and pulled her on top of him. She straddled him and their naked bodies were entwined. Her hot pussy rested on his cock and he felt himself coming to life, thickening and hardening. “I swear to you that I will never, ever do anything to make you feel like that. It would kill me if I did.”
“I know.” She leaned down and took command of his lips, kissing him unlike she’d ever kissed him before, and she pushed her hips down just enough so that she rubbed against his growing erection. He groaned, and Olivia moaned into his mouth. “Without you, I never would’ve considered this lifestyle.”
“And without you, I don’t want this lifestyle.”
Olivia slightly pulled away. “What?”
“I mean it.” He put one hand on the back of her neck and the other on her lower back, holding her down on him, not wanting to lose the warmth of her body on his. “I want you, Olivia. You mean more to me than this lifestyle, and if I have to choose, then I choose you.”
“Dean,” she whispered. He noticed the tears that welled in her eyes. “I’m not asking you to choose.”
“You’re not?” Okay, he was officially confused.
“No.” She laughed. “But I am asking you to compromise.”
Oh, thank God! “I can do that. What do you suggest?” He slid his hand down to her ass and pushed her against his now fully erect cock, causing her to moan and rotate her hips.
“I like being your submissive, Dean. I like letting you push me to try new things, but I do have limits.”
“Name them,” he said without hesitation. “Whatever they are, just tell me.” Dean smiled. “See, this is what I’ve been trying to teach you, Olivia. Mutual respect, trust, and communication. It’s good to discuss your limits.” He was excited to have this conversation with her. It gave him hope that whatever was happening between them could actually survive and thrive.
“I don’t ever want to be put on a leash. If we go to the club, I get to sit on your lap…unless we’re playing and I’m presenting for you.”
His cock jerked at the thought of her kneeling in front of him at the club. Hell, hearing her speak like this was enough to drive him crazy. “Done. What else?”
“Having sex in front of people, like we did, that was…” She looked away, embarrassed.
“It’s okay, baby. You can say it. It was fucking hot.” He winked.
Olivia laughed. “Yeah, it was hot. I liked it, and I wouldn’t mind doing it again. But no matter what, don’t ever share me, Dean. Don’t ever let a man touch me while you are.”
Dean felt his entire body flush with warmth. “The thought of another man touching you is enough to make me want to draw blood.” He moved his hand from her neck and grabbed her hips with both of his hands, lifting her just enough for him to position his cock at her entrance. Then he guided her down on his length. They moaned simultaneously. “You’re mine, Olivia. And no man will be allowed to touch you. Ever.”
She let her body collapse fully on top of his, her mouth crushing his, and her pussy sliding up and down on his massive length – without a condom. He hadn’t even thought about protection. His need to be with her, to claim her, to prove to her that he was the only man that would ever touch her, kiss her, fuck her, was so great he knew he had to be with her, without any barriers.
Olivia stilled and looked into his eyes. “And I don’t want you to train subs anymore. The thought of you being with another woman…”
Dean hugged her to him and pushed into her with jackhammer quick thrusts. Her moans and screams swirled around him, cementing her even further in his heart, mind, and body. “Never,” he said, nipping at her bottom lip. “I don’t need anyone else as long as I have you.”
“Yeah,” she moaned and began to move in rhythm with him again.
“Oh, God, Olivia.” He was overcome with so much emotion in that moment it threatened to choke him. He wanted to shout that he loved her. He wanted to scream to the world that she was his and his alone. Instead, he claimed her mouth, kissing her slowly, fucking her the same way. “No one but me will ever see you like this. Do you hear me? No one. You’re mine!”
“Yes.” She nodded and kissed him again.
He had no idea where this possessiveness came from. There had been plenty of women in the past. He’d train them, enjoy them, even have feelings for them, but he’d always release them to go find a Master. Olivia was different though. He’d known the moment he’d seen her that he had to have her, that he had to train her, and then keep her for himself. She bore down on him, rotating her hips in a circular motion. His stomach clenched as he thrust up into her, burying his cock all the way inside of her. The wet heat of her pussy enveloped him, burned him, made him want to come so hard he’d pass out from the pleasure. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d had sex without a condom, and he’d forgotten just how amazing it felt.
Dean squeezed her ass checks, spread them, and plunged deeper into her. “Shit, baby, yeah, that’s it. Make it feel good.” He arched his
neck and closed his eyes, luxuriating in the ecstasy of her body. Still, he wanted more. He wanted to give her more. “Tell me what you want, Olivia. Tell me what I can do to make you feel good, baby.”
“Kiss me.” She moaned when his lips landed on hers, then again when he ran his finger down her crack, circling her forbidden entrance. “I want to feel you come inside of me.” Her voice was so low and needy he didn’t know if he’d heard her correctly.
He groaned. “Baby, I…” Yeah, he wanted to be inside of her without a condom, but he hadn’t planned on coming inside of her. “Are you sure?” The thought of releasing into her, of marking her in the most intimate way possible was tempting. He was hard pressed to say no, so he wanted to be sure that it’s definitely what she wanted.
“Yeah, I want to feel you like that, Dean.”
“You’re going to kill me,” he said. He knew he was clean, and based on her lack of sexual experience, he guessed she was clean, too. That was probably a discussion they should’ve had prior to doing this, but it was too late now.
“I’m on birth control,” she whispered.
That eased his concerns enough for him to just let go, to lose himself and drown in her body and the intense emotions coursing between them. Moments later, he felt Olivia tightening around him, which was much more intense without a condom, and he swelled. Before either of them started to orgasm, he knew it was going to rock his world unlike anything he’d ever experienced in his life. Dean wrapped his arms around her, not wanting to lose a second of contact. “I love you, Olivia.” He had no idea why he’d chosen to say that right now, but it just felt like the right time. He needed her to know how serious he was about her, about them.
“I love you, too, Dean.”
He closed his eyes and held her close. Those were words he hadn’t expected to hear from her – at least not yet anyway. But she’d said them and that’s all that mattered. From this point forward, they belonged to each other and if he had his way, nothing would ever change that. Seconds later, she came apart in his arms, writhing and moaning through her orgasm, showering his sensitive cock with her release. Then he jerked inside of her and spilled his seed, forever marking her as his.
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