Control: Color Of Love (Contemporary Submissive Romance)

by Lucia Jordan

  Nicole writhed beneath him, her hips grinding, desperate to rub her aching clit on him--anything to get a little relief. Christ she needed to come so bad she could taste it. "Please, Sir," she muttered.

  "Please what?" He left her nipples and kissed his way down her body, kissing and licking her stomach, the indentation of her hip, and then finally back to her clit.

  She grabbed his shoulders and dug her fingernails into his flesh. "Please, Sir, I want to come. I need to come," she begged.

  Logan plunged two fingers inside her. He thrust them in and out hard and fast. Nicole was moaning and screaming and fucking his hand. She was on the brink again; ready to take the plunge into the dark recess of her orgasm only to have Logan stop once more. Nicole groaned with frustration. She both hated it and loved it when he did this to her. He'd take her to the edge and then yank her back, prolonging her release until he was ready to let her come. And then holy hell would she come. The first time he'd done that to her she'd passed out from the force of her orgasm. It had been fantastic. But, on the other hand, it was so damn frustrating she wanted to rip her hair out.

  Logan stood and Nicole watched as he unzipped his pants, dropped them to the floor, stepped out of them, and grabbed the base of his cock. "Don't move," he said as he climbed onto the couch and straddled her chest. He rubbed the head of his cock across her lips. "Open that hot little mouth for me, Nicole."

  She smiled and opened her mouth for him. Her tongue swirled around his head as he slowly pushed into her mouth. This was only the second time she'd sucked his dick and she'd forgotten just how large he was. Her lips stretched around him and she took his cock to the back of her throat. A muffled moan fell from her mouth. God he tasted good. She couldn't explain it, but he was just so damn masculine she imagined what she tasted was pure testosterone: hot, hard, and kind of sweet.

  "Fuck," he groaned, drawing out the word. His head fell back to his shoulders and he closed his eyes.

  Nicole loved seeing him like that, loved knowing it was her who could make him feel such pleasure. She reached up and cupped his balls with one hand and with the other she started to rub her clit. Yes. It felt better when Logan touched her, but having him filling her mouth so fully while she touched herself was a close second. Nicole sucked him hard, hoping she could make herself come before he decided it was time to stop. She desperately needed the release.

  "Shit your mouth is so hot. It feels so good." With fast controlled movements, Logan fucked her mouth. He'd shove his cock all the way so the head hit the back of her throat and then he'd withdraw for her lips to caress his shaft. Then he'd repeat the motions.

  Nicole felt her clit swell and her thighs tighten. She rubbed her clit faster, sticking a finger into her pussy and then dragging it up the length of her folds. Release was so close. Her hips rotated and moved in rhythm with her hands. Her breath was nothing more than ragged gasp. "Yeah," she whimpered. Logan yanked his dick from her mouth and grabbed her hand, pulling it from her pussy. "No," she whined. She wanted to cry she was so damn frustrated.

  "Are you trying to make yourself come?"

  "Yes, Sir."

  Logan smiled as he lifted her hand and studied it. She could see her juices glistening on her fingers, proof that she was more than ready for him. "Taste yourself," he said, guiding her fingers to her mouth.

  Keeping her gaze locked with his, she seductively licked her fingers, one by one, and then put all of them into her mouth. "Mmm," she murmured.

  His eyes widened and his nostrils flared. "Son of a bitch," he muttered under his breath. He watched her for another moment or so before getting up and fumbling in his pants pocket for a condom.

  Nicole could tell by the way he wouldn't look at her that he was trying to regain his composure--that and the fact that he seemed to be having trouble getting the condom on. Logan losing his confidence, even momentarily, was a rare occurrence. She'd only seen it happen twice before and both times had been when they were doing something that involved her mouth. It was strange.

  Logan took a deep breath and sat beside her on the couch. He reached over and slid two fingers into her, his thumb rubbing her clit. Nicole spread her legs wider, wanting to feel more of him. "Your pussy is so wet," he said, bringing his mouth down to her nipple, his teeth nipping it erotically.

  She arched into him. The pleasure was too much and not enough all at the same time. "Yes, that feels so good, Sir."

  He dragged his mouth from her breast, up her collarbone and to her neck. His teeth scraped along her neck and she trembled. Her neck was her weakness. He'd found that out early and used it every chance he could. "Do you want my cock, Nicole?" His fingers plunged in and out of her rapidly and she moaned. "Tell me." He stilled his fingers and just used his thumb to circle her clit. "I want you to beg for it."

  "Oh god, Sir, yes, please."

  "Please what?"

  "Please, I want your cock, Sir. I need it. Please, let me have it. Let me have your cock," she begged.

  Logan made a noise that sounded like a growl as he grabbed her around the waist and brought her over onto his lap. In one fluid movement, Nicole was impaled on his cock, and he was thrusting into her. It happened so fast she hadn't realized what he was doing until she heard him groan and tightening his hold on her waist. "That what you want?" he grunted, his hips surging forward with a frenzy she'd never felt from him before.

  Nicole flung her head back and cried his name. Logan's hands were on her breasts, his fingers tweaking her nipples. "Oh god yeah." She rotated her hips, meeting each upward thrust of his hips with a downward push of her own, meeting the delicious hard resistance of his cock.

  He hauled off and slapped her ass, surprising her and exciting her all at the same time. He did it again and again. "Come, Nicole. Now!" he demanded as he cracked her ass a fourth time.

  The combination of his jackhammer quick thrusts, the spanking, and the feel of him swelling inside of her was enough to make her go mad. She bore down on him and succumbed to her orgasm. His name fell from her lips as a wailing moan, which only seemed to excite him even more. Her body was covered in sweat, her breathing was labored, and the room was spinning. If it hadn't been for Logan's arms around her, she knew she would've fallen over and passed out. But he kept her grounded, kept her suspended in time, riding a continuous wave of pleasure as he too found his release. It was the most intense session they'd ever had. She dropped her forehead to his shoulder and trembled as the remnants of her orgasm subsided.

  Logan kissed her shoulder and neck. "I've missed this," he whispered. He was back to his normal voice, which he always used after sex. It was her clue that playtime was over and they were just a man and a woman again, not a Dom and his sub.

  Nicole sighed. I've missed this, not I've missed you, she thought. Sadness crept up on her. What the hell was she doing here? This kind of relationship wasn't for her. She wanted to be with a man who could love her, not just the sex they had. She wanted a man who would pamper her, and dote on her; a man who thought of her and only her as the center of his world. "Where have you been anyway?" She tried to sound casual as she climbed off his lap, but her heart was beating so loud she thought for sure he could hear it. "I've tried calling a few times."

  "I was out of town on some business," he said.

  She looked at him with disbelief. "And you couldn't call to let me know that?"

  He laughed. "A Dom doesn't have to explain himself to his sub. That's not how it works."

  Nicole stared after Logan as he went toward the bathroom. Her heart shattered into a million pieces as the truth settled on her: Logan only saw her as a sub, as a woman he could command in and out of the bedroom as he saw fit, nothing else. By the time he returned, she had put on her panties and nightgown and robe. Her arms were crossed over her chest and she was fighting back tears. "Have you found a new sub?" It was the question that had been forefront in her mind and it was an answer she wasn't sure she wanted to hear.

  "What?" He sliced an incr
edulous look in her direction before grabbing his jeans from the floor and putting them on. "That's ridiculous, Nicole. I told you, I only have one sub at a time. You're it."

  That should have made her feel better, but it didn't. "That doesn't mean you're not sleeping with another woman who isn't a sub."

  Logan pulled his shirt on and looked at her pointedly. "Where the hell is this coming from?" He hobbled on one foot as he put his shoe on the other. "Do you think I'm out fucking other women when I'm not with you?"

  Yes. Nicole shrugged. "It's just…" she sighed, "I don't know, Logan. I guess I just don't like being made to sit around and wait for you to decide you want to see me." He cocked a brow and remained silent. She could tell by the look on his face that he wasn't happy. Well, that was just too damn bad because at the moment she wasn't very happy either. "I mean, I'm not allowed to go out and meet anyone else, but there's no rule stating you can't."

  "Give me a little bit of credit, Nicole. I'm not Josh. If I wanted another sub, or another woman, I'd have the decency to let you go first."

  "What the hell does that mean?"

  "Exactly what it means," he said stepping closer to her. "I don't cheat on the women I'm involved with. It's disgusting."

  "Then why all the secrecy, Logan? Out of town on business? I got fed that same line of shit from Josh and I—"

  "Stop it!" Logan shouted and dragged a hand through his hair. "I'm not Josh," he said, pointing a finger at her face. "Do not compare me to him. What we have here is completely different than what you had with Josh."

  And therein lies the problem. She wanted with Logan what she thought she had with Josh. But it was obvious that was never going to happen. She swallowed the lump in her throat. "Why don't you ever kiss me on the mouth?"

  Logan recoiled as if her question had stung him. "I don't ever kiss my subs on the mouth, Nicole. That's something I only do with women I'm in love with."

  "So I'm good enough to fuck whenever you get the urge, but I'm not good enough to warrant any sort of respect or feelings from you? Is that what you're saying?"

  "Christ, Nicole, what the hell has gotten into you." He paced the living room. "I thought we were having fun together."

  "Well maybe I'm tired of having fun." That wasn't the truth. She really enjoyed the time she spent with Logan. It was fun. But she knew she wanted more. She was in love with him. And she desperately wanted him to love her back. If that wasn't going to happen—and she knew it wasn't—she had to protect herself from having her heart broken again.

  "What exactly are you saying?" He'd stopped pacing and was looking at her with a certain amount of fear in his eyes.

  Nicole took a deep breath and straightened her posture. "I'm saying I want you to leave, Logan."

  His jaw dropped. "You're serious?"

  "Yes, please leave." She walked to the door and opened it, hoping to God that Logan didn't see how scared she was or how badly her hands were shaking. Deep down, Nicole didn't want him to leave. She wanted him to stay, to fight for her, to confess that he cared about her and that he hadn't been with another woman nor did he ever want to be with anyone but her. But he did none of those things. He simply nodded and walked out the door.

  Nicole swung the door closed and fell to her knees. Tears coursed down her cheeks. She buried her face in her hands and sobbed. She couldn't believe it. He'd left. Just like that, without any argument. It dawned on her that he was probably looking for a way out and she'd easily given him one. God, I'm so stupid! Why do I always have to ruin a good thing? Nicole wiped her face and stood. It wasn’t too late. She could catch Logan before he left. She could tell him that she'd made a mistake, that she didn't want things to end between them. No. She might be insecure and vulnerable, but she did have some self-respect and she would not throw herself at a man who clearly didn't want her.

  Before she made it to the bathroom there was a knock on the door. She stopped cold. Had Logan come back to apologize? To say that he did want her and only her? Well, it was too late, she decided. In that moment when she'd told him to leave, that's when he should've spoke up. He chose not to. Nicole went to the door and swung it open with a vengeance. "I thought I told you to le—" She froze at the sight of the person standing in front of her. "Josh?"

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  The COMPLETE SERIES is now available

  Book 1 – Dangerous Desires

  Nicole was looking for one passion filled night of meaningless sex to make her feel better about her life. She gets that and a whole lot more.

  Book 2 – Color Of Love

  Nicole confesses the truth to Logan about why she's in the city and her recent past with Josh. Although he's upset, Logan continues to be her Dom and they spend a blissful few weeks together—until Logan disappears for a couple of days without any explanation. Nicole is paranoid that he's with another woman. When Logan shows up at her door, she can't stop herself from voicing her fears. An argument ensues and Nicole demands that Logan leave. He does and Nicole is crushed knowing that she'll probably never see him again.

  Book 3 – Mighty Love

  It's been almost two weeks since Nicole has seen or spoken to Logan. She's miserable without him, but can't bring herself to call him for fear that he might reject her. Plus, with Josh showing up unannounced, she's been a little preoccupied dealing with him. An unexpected run-in with Logan at the grocery store has Nicole questioning her motives and her life in general. Over dinner she tells Josh once and for all that it's over. Josh refuses to take no for an answer and he gets physical with her. Luckily, Logan arrives in time to save her.

  Book 4 – Now And Forever

  Logan has demanded that Nicole dominate him for one night, to show her just how far he's willing to go to be with her. Nicole is terrified and refuses. But Logan convinces her, and they embark on a night of passion that forever changes their relationship. Confessions are made, secrets are shared, and a new relationship is formed.

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