I Need You Always

by Cynthia P. O'Neill

  She hesitantly nodded and placed her hands back on the bar. I strapped her in and asked her to pull away and she broke free. “See you have all the power,” as I refastened the straps.

  I put my hands atop of hers and helped her move the bar down a few times so she could get the feel of things before moving my hands to her sides to help her with her posture. “Do you feel the tension in your arms?”

  She nodded. “I’ve never been able to afford a gym membership, so I’ve always walked or biked outside. When we get back home . . .” she stumbled with her words, but I loved hearing her call my place home, “ . . . I mean your place. Could you teach me how to use some of the equipment? I’d like to try toning up a bit.”

  I leaned forward, placing my head on her shoulders and wrapping my arms around her, pulling her back against me. “Bella, you’re perfect as you are.” The smell of her skin was driving me wild. I couldn’t resist any longer and started nibbling on the side of her neck. “I won’t allow you to talk less of yourself. If I hear you complain about how you look one more time, I’ll put you over my knee and spank you.” Her breath hitched and I could feel the pulse of her neck pick up underneath my lips.

  “Dane, stop trying to make me feel better. I’m not that pretty and I have extra . . .” My hand came out and slapped at her thigh. “What the hell was that for?” She griped.

  I bit into her earlobe and tightened my grip around her waist. “You need to get what that bastard told you out of your head.” I scooted closer to her ass so she could feel the hardness of my cock.

  “What are you poking me with?”

  I gyrated into her behind again. “Sorry, Marissa, but I crave you.” She started pulling her ass away from me, but I latched onto her thighs and pulled her back against me. “Your beauty, both inside and out, call to me like never before.” My lips continued to trail kisses down her neck and across her jaw line.

  “But, I’m frigid.”

  I nipped at her skin, letting my hands roam to her breasts, teasing her through the fabric, feeling her nipples harden at my touch. I lifted her top and held tight to the firm mounds as a moan escaped her lips. “If you were cold, you wouldn’t be so responsive to my touch. I wouldn’t be able to smell your arousal.”

  I scooted us forward on the bench, never taking my hands, or lips, off of her. I didn’t want her thinking about the negative comments in her past. I only wanted her to focus on what I was doing in the present. “Lean back against me darling. I’ve got you.”

  Her head rested against my shoulder, as her eyes peered up at me with a hint of uncertainty. Her lips parted and I couldn’t hold back. My lips sealed over hers and I found my tongue pushing forward into her mouth and finding her responding with a small moan of desire. Thank fuck! See how far she trusts you.

  Our tongues wrestled with one another enjoying each other’s taste. One of my hands kept up ministrations on her breast, as the other moved southward. I wanted, no needed, to prove to her that she was beyond desirable, that there was no reason to fear the possibility of sex.

  The muscles underneath her stomach clenched at my touch, as her ass began to wriggle in the seat. My teeth scrapped her lips, threatening to bite her lower one. “Stay still love. Let me show you how desirable you are.”

  Her lips came up to claim mine, sending a surge of passion and extra blood to my groin. I was on the edge of pain, at how hard my cock was getting, but I wouldn’t allow myself any pleasure, not tonight. I needed to prove to Marissa she could trust me with her whole heart.

  My hand slipped into her shorts and found the line of her lace panties before skimming underneath them and feeling the heat radiating off her bare mound.

  She pulled her lips from mine, shaking her head a bit, “Dane, don’t . . . I can’t.”

  I let one finger slip forward to find her folds and pressed into her clit, causing her body to shiver with pleasure, before pausing. I didn’t want to push, but knew we were at a critical point if I didn’t. “Do you want me to stop?”

  She shook her head, unable to say a word. “Just tell me no, or say “Red” and I’ll stop. Do you understand what I’m saying?” She nodded and sought out to reclaim my lips with hers.

  In between our mouths devouring one another, I managed to get out, “My god you’re soaked.”

  My thumb found the hard nubbin of her clit and started circling it. She immediately bucked at my touch, moaning into my mouth in pleasure, before grinding against my hand. She was a far cry from the prude she claimed herself to be. The heat and scent of her arousal made me want to explore further. I kept up my ministrations to her clit as I let one finger slide down around her center and circled her pussy before slipping a finger inside. Her walls clenched immediately, drawing me into her. My god she’s tight. She’s going to feel like a damn vice around my dick. Why didn’t that jerk give her a little foreplay to loosen her up? No wonder he hurt her.

  I continued fingering Marissa, slowly adding another finger to stretch her. Her whines and moans picked up as she began to ride my hand, letting me know she needed to come. My thumb pushed harder on the nub of her clit while my fingers curved inside her to seek out her g-spot. I knew the moment I hit it when her breath hitched and she started writhing in my arms.

  Her tone was breathy. “Dane, I can’t.”

  Was she telling me no? “Do you want me to stop, babe?”

  Her head shook, as her eyes began to glaze over and close, when I realized she was about to come. I let my lips travel to her as I whispered, “You can, Marissa. Give yourself over to me, let yourself feel.” I pinched and twisted her nipple, as my fingers curved into center of her g-spot, stroking hard, and I bit into her earlobe telling her to, “Come for me, now.”

  I watched in amazement as her eyes shot open, her pussy clenched down hard on my fingers, as her cream spilled out onto my hand. My mouth landed hard against hers capturing her cry of ecstasy. I continued to stroke her, helping her ride out her orgasm, until I could feel her coming down from her high.

  Marissa went lax in my arms, her hands still connected to the bar of the machine. She hadn’t pulled away from the restraints. Maybe there’s hope. I dispelled the thoughts from my mind and focused on giving her some aftercare starting with the restraints.

  OH MY GOD. I feel like my body’s been played like a musical instrument. Is this what foreplay is? I kept hearing about it from Ashley and Dawn, but never in my life did I think it would be this amazing. I wanted to tell him to stop, but it felt so good.

  The first words out of my mouth were, “What the hell was that?”

  I knew my face held a questioning look. I’d read things in books, but never experienced anything that turned me on so much in my life and how could I get him to try that again.

  I was still cradled against his chest as he reached up and loosened the restraints, placing my arms against my belly and rubbing one hand up and down one arm, while his other hand finally slipped from my center.

  His face looked perplexed. “You’ve never had an orgasm before?”

  Realization finally hit. That’s what that was! I tried to turn my head in embarrassment. “Look at me, Marissa.” His voice got that Dom tone that they talk about in books and I was surprised when I found myself following his orders. “I’m awaiting your answer.”

  I felt embarrassed. “No. That was my first.”

  He held the hand that was in my pants up to me, turning it back and forth. “See how warm and inviting you are? You creamed my hand.” He held it up to his mouth and licked his fingers clean. “You taste amazing, babe. I can’t wait to get my lips on your pussy and lick it clean making you come again.”

  Dane’s words were brash, but made my body shiver with anticipation. If he was this good with his fingers, how would he be with his lips?

  He wiped his hand on his pants before helping me to right my clothes and taking each arm and rubbing it to get the circulation going. My breathing was still a bit labored and when he moved to get up, I almost
fell over feeling totally boneless and spent.

  Dane knelt down and looked into my eyes. I just wish I could focus on his. “Are you okay, Marissa? Do you feel like you’re out of it a bit?”

  I nodded. “Is this normal?”

  Dane turned me on the bench of the machine before picking me up in his arms and grabbing our I-pods, then headed up to our room. “I’m not sure. You either got really euphoric from your orgasm or you’ve hit a touch of subspace.” He looked at me grinning. “I guess we’re going to have to experiment, with your permission, to find out which it is.”

  I was surprised that he didn’t put me on the bed in our room, instead carrying me to the bathroom and placing me in the chair at the vanity, while he turned on the overly large tub and added some lavender scented bath salts to the water. I raised my eyebrow and was about to question him, “We both worked up a sweat and you need some aftercare. I want you to stay put until I return.” His voice was sexy and domineering, but I didn’t argue.

  He returned a moment later with a couple bottles of chilled water and some chocolate. I watched as he broke off a piece before feeding me. “I can do it myself. I’m not helpless, Dane.”

  “In a Dom/sub relationship, it’s the Dom’s job to take care of their sub.” His voice softened as I relented and let him place the chocolate on my tongue. “Besides, I love any excuse to feed you. The chocolate will help bring up your sugar levels and the water will hydrate you.”

  I didn’t mean for my voice to rise, “You’re not my Dom and I’m not a sub. Hell, we’re still co-workers, the last I checked. Are you expecting me to be your submissive?”

  His hands came up and cupped the sides of my head. “I want to know every part of you, Marissa. After nearly two weeks of constantly being together I think it’s safe to say we’ve gone from co-workers, to friends; maybe more. I want to date you, get to know you better, explore a relationship with you as your boyfriend and hopefully, in time, as your Dom.”

  My head was spinning and my heartbeat was racing. This was all coming so fast. I’d gone from having Tom wine and dine me over the course of a few months to trying to sleep with him from his incessant pestering, only to end up hurt . . . to the extreme opposite of someone caring for my every need and putting my feelings above there own.

  If I were honest with myself, I’d admit that I’ve been fanaticizing about Dane ever since the kiss on the elevator. I thought it was a one-time feeling, but every time he kisses me or touches me, I completely melt.

  I raised my hand to his face and he melted into my palm with hopeful eyes pleading for a response. “I know you’ve been forcing me to face my fears about sex and feel again. If you were anybody else, I’d say no. But, if I’m being honest with myself; I admit there’s been something there since the elevator.”

  He let out a deep breath and pressed his forehead against mine, still caressing the sides of my face. “You don’t know how happy this makes me.”

  “But . . .” His face cringed realizing I wasn’t done.

  “I’m scared. This is all happening so fast. I feel happy, vulnerable, confused, terrified, content, and whatever else can be thrown in to that group. I’m intrigued with the idea of the kind of relationship you’re talking about, but I only know what I’ve read in books. It’s always appealed to me, but I’m not sure I’m cut out for it.” I let the words race out of my mouth so fast that I was winded by the time I was done.

  He shook his head and kissed my lips gently. “I’m scared, too. We can move at a pace that’s comfortable for you. All I ask is that you take a leap of faith and try.”

  “Okay.”

  He reached back and turned off the water. “Let’s get you into the tub and washed up for dinner.” He grabbed hold of my sports bra and raised it up over my arms. I didn’t flinch since he’d already seen my boobs twice. He discarded his pants next, before taking care of mine. I turned my head not wanting to see him fully naked and tried covering my lower half. He grabbed hold of my chin and turned me around. “There’s no need for shyness, Marissa. I want you to know every inch of my body, as I intend to know yours.”

  I’d already seen him wrapped in a towel, but wow, having a Greek God standing in sculpted perfection was a bit intimidating. I’d seen Tom’s dick and thought it was big, but Dane put him to shame and then some. The idea that he wanted to stick a colossal sized dick into me, when Tom nearly tore me in two terrified me.

  He pulled me toward the tub and stepped in, before helping me in and guiding me to sit in between his legs in the tub. “I can see the wheels in your mind turning. If you’re worried whether we’ll fit or not, we will, but you need to be stretched a bit and experience several more orgasms before that can happen.” Oh, yes . . . please! Let him give you more of those.

  The bath was reinvigorating. Dane took great care to bathe me from head to toe and only asked that I help wash his back. I was surprised he didn’t ask for more, since I could feel the hardness of his cock press against my ass the entire time we were in the tub.

  He dried me and my hair very carefully and then wrapped me in a huge towel and carried me to the bed before taking care of his own needs. I watched his muscles contort with every movement of the towel and found myself wondering what it’d be like to run my hands over his abs and lick the water off his skin. I was lost in thought when I heard, “See something you like, babe?”

  He didn’t wait for my response instead he dropped his towel and climbed into bed next to me and had a quirky smile on his face. “I’ve already run my hands all over your body it’s only fair that I give you a turn to explore.”

  I turned to my side and touched every inch of his chest and arms. I was heading south to his washboard abs when he jumped. “Are you ticklish?”

  He grabbed my wrist and guided my hand lower. “I’m not here.”

  My breath caught as I felt his hardness fully erect and exposed to me. “Don’t be afraid, it won’t bite, much.” He laughed as he guided my hand to his erection.

  I sat back a minute and just took in the sight of him. I’d always tried to avert my eyes, but this time I looked, intensely. Dane was perfection incarnate. His shoulders were wide and his torso chiseled. He wasn’t massive, but had a strong lean build that shifted down to a defined waist and the most beautiful sculpted “V,” I’ve ever encountered on a man. There was no happy trail of hair leading to his privates, only a black check tattoo and some form of anagram to the sides. I need to make a point to ask him what that means later.

  I felt his hand wrap around mine, as it encircled his most private part and it brought my attention back to his manhood. I gasped in realization that my fingers didn’t even meet around it; with two hands, I couldn’t completely cover him. “You’re bigger than I thought.”

  He took one of my hands away and began moving up and down with the other. “This is how I like to be touched.” I followed his lead and watched in amazement as his mouth opened and a soft moan escaped. I continued stroking him up and down and applying pressure when he squeezed my hand around his cock. I noticed a small amount of pre-cum forming at his slit and became curious. I leaned down to lick the small bead off and was surprised to find it salty like ocean water, but a hint of sweetness. A growl escaped his throat. “You’re playing with fire, Marissa.”

  “Sorry.”

  His eyes closed as he moved faster in my hand. His moans were sending a personal message to my crotch. I could feel myself get wet just from watching Dane get pleasure. Is this what it’s like to be turned on? Is this how he feels when he’s feeling me up? He seemed to be breathing harder and I stared in amazement as his balls drew up tight, right as he exploded onto my hand.

  I watched as his erection seemed to ease and his breathing started to settle down. His eyes looked at me through hooded lids. His body was glistening with a fine sheen of sweat as he grabbed the towel from the floor, wiping himself off, before turning to me and crushing his lips to mine. We fell back on the bed as he straddled my legs and pinned
my wrists together above my head as he continued to ravage my lips.

  I was almost out of oxygen, when he came up for air. “Thank you, mi amore. I’ve needed that for sometime now. I’m afraid I have a constant state of blue balls around you.” His lips continued down my throat and I could feel him place a small bite at the juncture of my neck, making my core clench. He was always aroused around me? Is this what it feels like to be horny? I need to live Dawn’s motto, “Get out of the books and into life. Live it, feel it, and own it!”

  He shifted to open up my towel and began trailing light kisses and nips down my neck toward my breasts before sucking one nipple into his mouth, lightly biting down on it causing it to instantly harden. My back arched involuntarily as a soft whimper escaped my throat. “I’d love to see these in nipple clamps one day, soon.”

  Clamping my nipples! The characters in your books like them, maybe you’ll like them, too. Don’t be afraid to try. Before I could respond, his cell phone was ringing a specific ring-tone. He grunted in frustration, releasing my hands before reaching over to the side table to retrieve his phone. “Yes? We’ll be down shortly.”

  He pressed his lips hard to mine, once more. “Dinner will be ready in fifteen minutes. Rosa expects us there soon.” He placed a soft kiss over my heart and looked up into my eyes, looking a bit lost. “I know we need to eat, but I want to spend forever getting to know your body.”

  I stroked the side of his face with my fingers. He playfully tried nipping at them and smiled. I couldn’t help but smile back. Whatever led me to Dane, I don’t know? Where we were headed was a mystery? But, right now felt pretty amazing, so much so that I responded, “There’s always later.”

  “Count on it!” He edged off the bed on my side and then pulled me off, smacking the back of my ass with his hand.