Master of My Mind BN

by Jenna Jacob

  He bit back a smile and studied me for a long moment. “Continue, angel.”

  I sucked in a deep breath. Averting my gaze, I plucked at a piece of lint on my pants. “When I’m with you, I feel different. Whole. You stir something big inside me...not just sexually, but… oh, god, I’m messing this up. There’s this huge need inside me to make you happy.”

  “So you do want to submit to me?”

  I issued a shy nod. Tony tipped his head and brushed his lips over mine. Raising one hand to his cheek, the dark stubble tickled my fingers, and I kissed him back with tender reverence. He moved his hands and wrapped me in his steely arms drawing me tight against his warm body. Urgent and hungry, he tangled his tongue with mine nibbling and nipping it with his teeth.

  Tony pushed me high and hard and sent my senses reeling. With frantic fingers, he freed the buttons and peeled away the fabric as his smooth hands skimmed over my shoulders.

  Reluctantly pulling back, Tony lifted me from the bed and onto his lap. Straddling him, I clearly saw the level of desire blazing in his dark eyes.

  “Your kiss feels different, Leagh. I’m not sure what that means, but I like it. Kiss me again, sweetheart. I want to feel it once more.”

  “It means…Oh, Tony,” I whispered. Unable to say the three little words aloud, I poured every ounce of love brimming inside me into that one glorious kiss. Unleashing my passion for him—to him—I held nothing back.

  Melting back to the mattress, Tony took me with him. Tearing at each other’s clothing, our hands caressed heated flesh until the only barrier between us was my saturated thong and Tony’s tented briefs.

  Rising from the bed, he stood and pulled me to the edge once again. Sitting, I gazed at his perfect body and tried to calm my ragged breaths. Drawn to his straining erection, I licked my lips, anxious and wired for a taste of his thick hard flesh.

  “Tell me what you want, Leagh.” His tone was raspy with need.

  I didn’t hesitate to respond. “I want to taste you.”

  “Good girl,” he groaned peeling off the briefs. His cock jutted forth, wide and inviting. A pearl of clear precum lay poised on the broad crest. My mouth watered. “I’ve dreamed about this. About sliding past your pouty lips and sinking deep into that sassy, hot mouth of yours.”

  Fisting his cock as he spoke Tony stepped closer. The bead grew larger then slid down glistening over his fingers. My lips parted. Anticipation spiked.

  “Feel me, angel,” he commanded on a hoarse tone.

  Reaching up, I wrapped my hand around him. Heat enveloped my palm, and his ragged heartbeat drummed against my fingers. I moved my fist upward in a soft stroke as Tony seized my hair and inched me toward his angry cock. Parting my lips, his command washed through me and the submissive within roared to life.

  Focused on bringing him as much pleasure as he’d allow, I slid my tongue over his hot flesh taking time to learn every ridge and vein. When I swiped over the weeping crest and his masculine flavor exploded over my tongue, Tony exhaled a shaky sigh and I swallowed him down with a sultry moan.

  Opening wider, I engulfed him until his course hair tickled my nose. I slowly traced my tongue over his pulsating veins before swallowing him whole once more. Back and forth, I bathed his cock while my hand and cupped his heavy balls. Tony moaned when I lightly raked my fingernails over the orbs. Smiling inwardly, I tucked that knowledge away.

  He allowed me to immerse him in splendor, and the burn of submission grew into a blistering fire. The flames licked higher, and so did my craving to serve him. By accepting this tiny taste; I found my freedom.

  “Just like that...slow and deep. Yesss. Christ, you feel so fucking good. So much better than I ever imagined,” Tony murmured. “I’ve waited a lifetime to shower your throat and brand you with my come.”

  Gripping my hair to the point of pain, he took command of the rhythm. Starting off slow and smooth, he soon picked up the pace thrusting fast and hard. Sexual tension pulsed in the air, electrified and hot.

  “That’s it, baby. You feel so hot and soft… so damn silky. I could stay here forever with your luscious lips wrapped so tight and your slick tongue teasing my dick.”

  His words sent a flutter of pride to mix with the blistering fire churning beneath my clit. Lashing my tongue against the sensitive underside with each urgent stab, I felt Tony’s orbs draw up tight and hard. Forcing my head back, he drove in further until he prodded the back of my throat. Lust flared in his eyes, and he clenched his teeth with a visceral grimace. His steely cock swelled on my tongue. Frantic for his creamy treasure, I whimpered as a low growl vibrated deep in his chest.

  “Mine!” Tony commanded in a low, gravely roar.

  Thick ropes of hot, salty come exploded over my tongue, and down my throat. The need to please him rode me hard. Gulping down his seed, Tony’s whole body trembled as he continued to thrust and fill my mouth, and I swallowed each burst, spilling over my tongue, while I mewled like a newborn kitten.

  Tony gasped filling his lungs as I swirled my tongue over his rigid shaft. I sucked and licked every drop clean. He trailed his knuckles down my cheek as he gazed down at me. Like a river, his affection and approval flowed over me, and my heart nearly burst with joy.

  He took a step back and knelt down in front of me, unshed tears glistened in his eyes. “I’ve waited,” he paused and cleared the emotion from his throat. “I’ve waited so goddamn long for you… dreamed of what it would be like. But you’re ten times more amazing than anything I ever fantasized about.”

  Slammed by the intensity of his declaration, I felt my chin quiver as I blinked back my own tears, “I love you, Tony.”

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  His eyes grew wide in stunned surprise. Slowly, his whole face lit up like a child on Christmas morning.

  “Oh, Leagh, I love you, too.”

  He wrapped me in his arms and claimed my lips in an intoxicating kiss as he dragged me beneath him to the middle of the bed. Pulling back, he positioned himself above me with his neck muscles taut, his breath ragged, and looking so commanding and gorgeous I wanted to weep.

  Dropping kisses over my jaw, he worked his way to my ear. Capturing the lobe between his teeth, he nipped it and issued a hungry growl. His hot breath sent goose bumps prickling over my skin. Trailing more kisses down my neck, he skimmed his teeth over my pulse point. And as I squirmed, he dipped lower still, laving his tongue over each tightly drawn nipple, and driving me out of my mind.

  My wanting pussy clutched and cramped; my clit throbbed in time with my thundering heart. Enthralled with my breasts, he stayed there a long time, savoring the sensitive peaks as he amped me up with his fingers, lips, teeth, and tongue. My body blazed, he seemed in no rush to put out my fire, even when I whimpered and begged for his mouth to settle on the place I needed it most. He simply chuckled against my pillowy flesh and kept right on tormenting and teasing.

  Like a steel pipe, his hot cock lay wedged between our bellies. Rolling my hips in demand, if he didn’t slide inside me soon I was sure to combust.

  Reaching up, Tony placed his hand over my mouth. I blinked down at him, afraid I’d been too loud. With a mischievous wink, he stared at me as he sank his teeth into my areola and bit down hard. My screams vibrated against his hand as he tugged the tender tissue with an animalistic growl.

  Sliding his tongue over the pulsating fire, Tony absorbed the pain as it radiated outward. And after the sting subsided, he raised his head and flashed me in impish grin.

  “Keep nice and quiet, angel. We don’t want ma coming in to ruin our fun, do we? After all, I’ve just started to warm you up. It’d be a shame to have to stop now.” The devilish glint in his eyes left no doubt; Tony had tons of torture in store for me. And damn if it didn’t turn me on.

  “Once again for me, sweetheart.”

  With his hand still cupped over my mouth, he bit down on my other nipple. I clenched my teeth and bit back my cry. Before the pain wrapped me in its icy fire, Tony lave
d his tongue over my tortured nub sending me soaring once again.

  Feathering his fingers from my mouth, he plucked and licked, sucked and nipped on both nipples. The pebbled peaks burned with an exquisite fire that drifted along an invisible filament, charged with electricity and hard wired to my clit.

  Dragging his tongue down my stomach, Tony inched closer to my sweltering pussy.

  “Yes, please,” I croaked, arching my hips eagerly.

  “Patience, sweetheart,” Tony soothed.

  “I don’t have any at the moment. Please, Tony!”

  “You don’t have any at any moment, sweetheart,” he chuckled and landed a quick slap upon my clit with his fingers. I jolted and sucked in a gasp of surprise. “This isn’t for you. It’s for me. Remember that, angel. I’m not done warming you up… not by a long shot.”

  “But I am warmed up. I’m so damn hot I’m going to explode soon,” I mewled. “Please, Tony. I’m dying.”

  Supporting his upper body on solid arms, a slow smile curled on his lips.

  “All this time you thought a sadist only relished in the pain. Agony can be found in numerous ways, sweetheart. I’m just the man to show you.”

  “Oh god,” I gasped.

  Tony answered with a wolfish grin. Sliding lower, he positioned himself between my legs. Hooking a finger under my thong, he tore the delicate silk from my body. His gaze dropped to my pussy. Nostrils flaring, he licked his lips. Placing his warm, strong hands on my thighs, he bent my knees and splayed me open. Exposed and vulnerable, Tony took absolute command, and oddly, I wasn’t the least bit afraid. In fact, being like this with him seemed the most natural feeling in the world.

  I was safe.

  I was treasured.

  But most of all, I was loved.

  Bending low, his hot breath flowed over my thighs. Pausing at the entrance of my aching pussy, Tony closed his eyes and drew in several deep breaths before he raised his heavy lids.

  “The smell of your cunt makes my mouth water, angel. Such a heavenly aroma. You’re hot and heady, sweet and spicy. I can’t wait to taste you.” His erotic words painted lurid images, and I could almost feel his mouth on my entrance. “Who do you belong to, Leagh?”

  “You. I belong to you.”

  “Yes, you do, and do you trust I’ll give you what you need?”

  “Yes. Yes. Please,” I whimpered anxiously.

  “Even if it’s not what you want?” Tony arched a brow. A ghost of a smile twitched the corner of his lip.

  His question plowed through me like a freight train. Suddenly, the dynamics of the lifestyle he’d tried to explain became crystal clear. In giving Tony my power… my control, I would find the peace and fulfillment I’d craved. Certainty that he’d never abuse the fragile pieces of my soul but rather nurture and treasure the submission I gave to him. He’d put my needs above his own in order to help me become the best submissive I could be.

  Dominance and submission genuinely had nothing to do with kinky sex, but everything to do with trust, faith, and letting go. Without an ounce of reservation, I was ready for Tony to set me free.

  “I’m yours, Sir. Take what you want.”

  His dusky eyes grew even darker. The full force of his dominance seemed to infuse his entire being as I watched his chest expand. Kneeling between my thighs, Tony placed his thumbs on my labia and spread them open. The cool air wafted over my aching clit, and my tunnel clutched as a shiver surged through me. Dipping his head, Tony blew a gentle breath over my fluttering center, causing a tiny squeal to sing from the back of my throat.

  His shoulders shook in a silent laugh. “Keep quiet, angel. I’m so close to tasting you, I wouldn’t be able to stop if I had to.”

  “I will,” I whispered.

  “That’s my girl,” he murmured.

  Leaning forward, he flicked his tongue over my clit. My whole body jerked, and my hips arched off the bed. Tony pressed a wide palm over my abdomen, holding me in place, then swiped his slick tongue up my folds. A deep rumble of delight rolled in his chest as I gasped, and before I could draw in a ragged breath, he devoured me in a ravenous frenzy.

  Leaving me moaning and writhing, white shards of light exploded behind my eyes. Thrusting his tongue deep, he burnished my clit with his nose. The inferno churning in my womb fanned through my limbs like kindling catching fire.

  Over and again, he sailed me to the edge, only to pull me back down. Teasing and toying with my release, the maddening frustration of each wicked lick sharpened the sensations. He didn’t build my release simply striving for an orgasm; Tony made love to my cunt…slow and thorough. Commanding as a true Dom he persuaded me up and down… hard and fast… soft and sweet. The symphony of his tongue possessed me. And when he summoned the surge without pulling back, I panicked.

  “Help… I can’t… stop,” I cried out in a desperate whisper.

  “I don’t want you to stop. Come hard for me, baby,” Tony insisted as he pinched my clit between his finger and thumb and surged his tongue in deep.

  My casted hand gripped the bedspread while my other clutched the pillow beside me and pressed it over my face. My muffled screams echoed in my ears as I gave over to the tingling current detonating within. My stomach bunched. My body quaked. The walls of my pussy constricted around his tongue. Rapid spasms tightened and released. Still, he persisted as my pulsating heat squeezed him. Wrapping his lips around my clit, he sucked the hypersensitized pearl into his mouth, simultaneously sinking two fingers in deep. Tony had no intention of letting me glide back down.

  Immersed in his command, he forced me up again—higher than before. Burnishing his fingers on the sensitive bundle of nerves, Tony scraped his teeth over my clit. Drowning in the pleasure he sought to give, I tossed the pillow aside, gasping for air. Muscles taut, I arched my hips, grinding my pussy on his mouth; I rode the wave as it crested higher and higher until I splintered into a million quivering pieces.

  Panting and sweating, Tony eased back. His dark eyes shimmered with a brilliant sparkle of admiration and satisfaction. His mouth and chin, coated in my juices, glistened.

  “Again,” he whispered, leaning in and extending his tongue.

  “No,” I hissed, weaving my fingers through his black hair. I tried to tug him back from my fluttering cunt. “I can’t.”

  “Yes, you can,” he rumbled. “For me, you can.”

  “It’s too much,” I moaned.

  “Is my sweet angel’s swollen clit too sensitive right now?” he chided.

  “Yesssss. It burns.”

  “It burns because that’s exactly what I want it to do, sweetheart.”

  As if to prove his point, he swiped his tongue over my cunt again, rolling the tip atop my engorged nub.

  “Tonyyy,” I whimpered, as bolts of lightning coalesced into blissful and excruciating agony.

  Climbing to his knees, he leaned over the bed and snagged his jeans. Rifling through the pockets, he pulled out a condom.

  “We can’t,” I gasped. “You promised your mom.”

  “I think you’re finally figuring out that I’m not such a good boy after all.” Tearing the foil packet open with his teeth, he quickly rolled the latex into place.

  Aligning his broad crest to my opening, he gripped my hips, and in one painful yet blissful thrust, he buried himself deep inside me. I gasped and sucked down a cry. Tony stilled, allowing me several moment to adjust to his considerable size. Stretched… packed to the point of discomfort, I worried that I might not be able to accommodate him.

  Ever so slowly, he began to move dragging the broad crest over my electrified nerve endings. Resting his weight on his elbows, Tony gazed into my eyes before he began to rock back and forth in a slow agonizing rhythm.

  “That’s it, baby. Relax and let me in...Let me all the way in… clear down to your heart and soul.”

  He was already so deep inside me, already owned everything about me, there was nothing left to claim. The course hair on his chest scraped over my
tender nipples with a sinful tingle, and the blazing current of desire quickened as he bent and captured my lips. Surging my hips upward, I met his steady rhythm riding the passion rising inside us.

  Needing more, I arched up to him even higher and draped my free leg around his waist before digging my heel into the small of his back. Tony lifted from my mouth, sucked in a quivering breath, and issued a low curse before wedging a hand beneath the small of my back to drive in deeper still. As if a chain had snapped, I felt his control unfurl. The beast he’d kept guarded finally broke free.

  Pounding into me with deep urgent strokes, the intensity of his passion lined his chiseled features. Focused and in command, Tony chased his pleasure, and mine. Soaring beneath his fervent rhythm, a stunning sense of helplessness filled me. Nothing had ever felt so right as his energy flowed in me… through me, surrounding me in a blissful and blistering completeness. I embraced it freely, giving him the last remaining remnants of my control.

  Exquisite pressure built into a conflagration tossing me to the four corners of the earth.

  “Please, please,” a desperate whisper tore from my lips.

  “Not. Yet,” Tony grunted; lust curling on his lips. “Look at me, Leagh. I want to watch you come undone beneath me.”

  Fighting through the mist clouding my vision, I gazed into his smoky carnal eyes, and as if a veil had been lifted, I could see straight into his soul. This amazing, patient, and giving man had had stolen my heart, and though it should have scared the hell out of me, I never wanted him to give it back.

  “Tell me, angel. Say it out loud.”

  “I love you,” I panted. Precariously poised on the precipice, the craggy ground beneath me crumbled. “Pleaseeee.”

  “And I love you. Now come for me, baby. Come hard,” Tony commanded in a harsh whisper.

  The churning whirlpool dragged me under pulling him right along with me. And as we fragmented together, Tony buried his face against my neck, sinking his teeth into my tender flesh. The pain heightened my orgasm, sending a kaleidoscope of colors to burst behind my eyes. And as my tunnel contracted upon his driving cock, my thin squeal of delight melded with Tony’s growl of pleasure. I could feel the sizzling heat of his release jettison within the condom. Time slowed… suspended as our quivering bodies shook, and the echo of our panting breaths filled the room.