Ella nodded and I escorted her off the elevator. As soon as the doors closed behind us my mood changed. No holding back anymore. No need for decorum or restraint. I was finally going to have her the way I truly wanted her.
Ella sensed the change and her cheeks flushed bright red.
“Take off your dress,” I commanded.
A smile spread across Ella’s lips as she lowered her eyes and tugged on the zipper. The dress fell to the floor and she stepped out of it and her shoes. She stood before me, nude and glorious. I picked her up, kissed her all the way into the bedroom, and then threw her on the bed.
She squealed as she bounced it. I shrugged out of my coat, kicked off my shoes and sat on the edge of the bed. “Lay down, Ella,” I ordered. “No,” I said when she laid flat on the bed. “Prop yourself up with some pillows so I can see you from here. Yes, just like that. Now, spread your legs for me.” I swallowed hard as she opened her legs, showing me her perfect, pink little pussy. It took everything I had not to pounce on her right then, not to pull out my cock and fuck her until her eyes rolled in her head.
I wanted this to last. I wanted to savor it.
You don’t scarf down a gourmet meal, and I wouldn’t rush things now.
“I want to see you touch yourself, Ella.”
Her downcast eyes fluttered up to meet mine. “Please, sir. Please take me,” she begged.
I growled. “I told you, Ella. I’ll have you exactly the way I want. Now do as I say.” Ella bit her lip and obeyed, cupping her creamy, delicious tits. She pinched her nipples, then slid one hand down her side, over her thigh, and right to her wet pussy. “Jesus fuck,” I mumbled. She was going to make me blow in my pants if I wasn’t careful. “That’s it,” I said and got up to get some equipment. “Keep going just like that, Ella.” I grabbed everything I needed from my kink closet.
I buckled Ella’s ankles into the leg spreader and explained. “This is to keep your legs as far apart as possible.” I paused a moment, watching as she played with her clit, hips rocking as she dipped a few fingers into her opening. My cock strained against my pants to the point of discomfort. “Okay, that’s enough of that.” I snatched both Ella’s wrists in one hand, bound them with the other, and tied the ends of the rope to the bed posts.
“Ella do you have a safe word?”
“No, sir.”
“You need to think of one. Now. Use it went you want me to stop.”
A flush spread across Ella’s cheeks and the tops of her tits. “Astronaut,” she said.
I nodded. “Astronaut it is,” I said and slipped a blindfold over her head. I got undressed, grabbed my bag of tricks, and got on the bed with her. I started with a bullet vibrator, a tiny thing no bigger than my baby finger. She groaned as I teased and buzzed both her nipples to hard, tall peaks. I traced it down the line of her body and made my way to her clit, circling the buzzy little device around her drenched and erect clit with one hand and sucking on her hard nipples. Ella moaned and writhed beneath me like she would come at any minute.
And then she did come. Wailing and grinding against my hand, Ella came so hard and so fast I was impressed. “You come so easily, Ella,” I whispered in her ear when her screams stopped.
“Only for you, sir.”
Jesus fuck, she was going to kill me.
Chapter Thirteen
Ella
I laid there, tiny aftershocks still rolling through my body, blindfolded and unable to move my arms or legs.
I had never been so turned on in my life and judging by his voice and shallow breathing, the same was true for Kase.
“Ella?”
“Sir?”
“I’m sorry,” Kase said.
“What for?”
“I can’t hold out any longer,” he said and I felt the weight on the bed shift. Then his warm breath on my face and pressure on my pussy. And then he was slamming into me. I screamed as he filled me, from surprise, pleasure, pain, all of it. Over and over he pounded into me, my toes curled and flexed each time he hit an extra good spot. He shifted his weight again, and now not only was he fucking the living daylights out of me, he also pressed the vibrator from earlier against my clit. “Come for me, Ella. Come for me, sweetie.”
I did as I was told, screaming and writhing under him as he brought me to the best orgasm I’d ever had—again. With a few more thrusts and a growl, Kase came as well.
Kase rolled off of me and quickly set about free me of the bondage. “I’m sorry.” he said when he’d lifted away the blindfold.
I looked him square in his dark, gorgeous eyes. “What ever for?”
“I promised you a night kind and domination, one that you’d remember the rest of your life. But you’re so,” Kase paused looking for the words. “I just couldn’t—Jesus, Ella, you’re so fucking good at being a sub, I barely even got you tied up before I came everywhere.”
I got up and stood on the bed which put me at the perfect height to easily grab Kase’s face. “Don’t you ever apologize to me for what happened tonight. I’ve come so many times today I’ve lost count. You are the best Dom I could have asked for.” I looked right in his dark eyes as I scolded him.
He wasn’t quite convinced. But I knew what would do the trick.
“Besides,” I said, lowering my lashes. “We’ve got all the time in the world to play with your toys.”
Kase smiled at me, a wide, brilliant smile that made his already gorgeous features even more enticing. If I wasn’t so sore, I’d have him again right then and there.
Instead we ordered room service and crashed. The next day I awoke to a plate full of red, plump strawberries at eye level. A room service tray sat next to me where Kase should have been. I plucked a strawberry from the plate and followed the sound of running water. Leaning in the doorway, I watched Kase shower, very much enjoying the view of all his hulking muscles.
“Like what you see?” He asked when he stepped from the shower.
“Very much,” I said.
He came to me, wrapped me in his arms and whispered in my ear, “You’re mine, Ella.”
“Yes, sir.” I said.
He smiled at me. “I want you to know, you’re more than welcome to stay here with me. But you don’t have to if you don’t want to.”
“After what we did in the coat closet at Le Mercure, I don’t have a lot of other options,” I said.
“Oh, Ella, the world is at your feet,” Kase said. I looked at him, not sure what he meant. “I wanted to be sure before I said anything so I called my father earlier this morning. It seems both our fathers were very good at squirreling away money. Mine helped yours set up a trust for you in case of his death, one that Agnes Tremaine couldn’t touch.”
I grabbed the door jam to keep myself steady as I tried to hear the words coming from Kase’s lips instead of my own heartbeat.
“The paperwork is being couriered over as we speak, Ella, so you will be one of the wealthiest women on the Upper East Side in ver short order.”
I slid down the wall to the floor. Was he serious?
“As I said before, you’re more than welcome to stay here with me. But you don’t need to. I’m not your only option.”
When I finally found my voice, I looked up at the gorgeous, hulking man who’d promised me the world and delivered. “You’re not my only option. But you’re the only option I’m interested in.
The End.
Beauty and the Beast
I couldn’t take my eyes off her. But I couldn’t have her. Not now. Not ever.
Not with this curse hanging over my head.
Not a real curse, this isn’t a fairytale. But I am cursed with a very specific need. One that scares everyone I’ve ever told. One that makes people look at me with horror and disgust. I’ve stopped thinking that I’ll find someone who can handle what I need. Because no one can.
But I can’t seem to keep my eyes off the stunning girl in a golden dress.
I wasn’t going to come to this ludicrous ball
tonight. Balls, formal attire, waltzes, were definitely not my thing. But, it was the charity event to be seen at if you were part of the upper echelon New York elite. And I needed some very top tier eyes on me. I didn’t expect to catch the eye of a brown eyed beauty though.
It would take everything I had to keep my cool around her. Everything within me not to throw her over my shoulder and show her how much of a monster I truly was.
The crowd parted for me as I made my way to the bar. Alcohol always dulled the need. But she intercepted me, standing right in my way and said, “Hi.” I grunted, pushed passed her and sidled up to the bar. I downed two drinks, ordered a third and finally felt more in control. When I turned away from the bar, there she was, right in front of me, craning her neck to look up at me. “Hi,” she said again. “I’m Belle, and you’d better not drink too much or you won’t be up for what I have in mind for you.”
“Excuse me?” I growled, clenching the rocks glass so hard it shattered in my hand.
She smirked at me. “That’s just what I thought.”
I stepped closer to her, intentionally putting myself in her space. “I don’t know who you think you are princess—”
“I already said, I’m Belle. And I’m certain I have exactly what you need.”
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Chapter One
Belle
Who was that? I wondered when a familiar looking redhead in a blue gown entered the ballroom. She was late, really late, and her ball gown wasn’t quite to dress code. I made my way over to her to introduce myself but first, I had to vet her.
“Pretty risky wearing a dress like that,” I said, smoothing the bodice of my own golden floor length gown. The Viennese Opera Ball was the highlight of the social season for the Upper East Side elite. With that came a strict dress code, floor length ball gown for the women, and white tie and tails for the men.
“How do you mean?” She asked sweetly. Okay, even if her dress was too short in the front she was clearly a fellow debutante. No way would a person without etiquette training respond with such composure.
I smiled my most charming smile. “Well, it’s not to dress code, obviously.” I didn’t like the game, trading not-so-veiled insults with a smile and acerbic tone, but it was the game of vetting. I had to know she could play before I let her in.
“Sara-Belle?” she asked. “Sara-Belle French?”
My jaw dropped. Could it be? “Ella? Is that you? Heavens it’s been forever!” I rushed my former best friend, wrapping her in a hug. We’d been so close as children. Then her father remarried that awful Tremaine woman and I didn’t see her anymore. “I’m so sorry about your father. He was such a good man.”
“Thank you.”
“Well, we must get together and catch up. I need to know where you’ve been all these years.”
“I’m not sure how long I’ll be staying in New York,” she said.
“Oh, what do you mean?” I asked but my attention was drawn to another late-comer. This was no debutante. He was enormous. At least six and a half feet tall with muscles so big I was sure he’d had his white suit custom made. All of his clothes must have been custom.
He was exactly my type and he was headed straight for me. My heart raced as he made his way through the crowd that seemed to part for him.
“Here.” I handed Ella a business card I’d fished from my clutch. I hadn’t heard a word she said but I did want to catch up. “Call me when you’re free. I’ll drop everything. I’d love to hear what you’ve been up to these last few years. It hasn’t been the same without you.” I kissed Ella’s cheek. “Oh, it’s Belle, now. I dropped the Sara when I started my own business. It sounded a little too provincial for my liking. Have fun,” I said and walked directly toward the gorgeous specimen I couldn’t take my eyes off of.
“Hi,” I said when our paths crossed. To my absolute astonishment, he grunted and pushed passed me. I stood in complete shock watching the beast of a man make a beeline for the bar. Classy, I thought and followed him to the bar. He wasn’t getting away that easy.
He was exactly what I needed. I could smell a good Dominant from a mile away, and this guy he set off my radar the moment he stepped into the room. He’d give me what I needed. He’d be the best Dom I’d ever had.
I just knew it.
Now if I could only get him to notice me.
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