by Amber Skyze
She wanted her happy ending now. No, scratch that, she needed her happy ending now. Her muscles and pussy ached with the need for fulfillment.
The vibrators charged to life once again and Rena let the sensations run through her body.
The muscles in her stomach tightened. With every ounce of strength she arched her back, ready to accept the orgasm, but Marc stopped the devices once again. She bit back the curse that lingered on the tip of her tongue. Why was he torturing her?
Again they hummed to life. She didn’t readily accept the feelings. She resisted, afraid Marc would take it all away again.
When her body deceived her and began racing toward oblivion, she worried Marc would deny her.
He didn’t.
This time as her climax built, he left the vibrators alone.
She relaxed and was thrilled that this time she would get the happy ending. This time she was going to orgasm for real. Accepting the fact, she succumbed to the feel of Marc gliding the vibrator up and down her channel. The vibrator never fully left her pussy.
She closed her eyes. A smile formed on her lips as she slid closer and closer to the orgasm awaiting her.
Jolts of electricity fired against her tiny nub. The muscles in her legs stiffened, her toes curled, she gasped at the variety of sensations cursing her body. Her pussy and pink hole pulsed and contracted while shards of heat sparked her clit. Her nipples strained against the clamps and she thought she was going to die from sensory overload.
Orgasm after orgasm descended upon her body. Just as she thought she was finished, Marc zapped her clit with another spark from the stun-gun device.
Her body shook as he zapped her one last time. The convulsion of feelings was more than she ever expected. She couldn’t describe how strange and wonderful it all felt.
She tried catching her breath while Marc unlocked the handcuffs. She rubbed her wrists and Marc massaged her arms. It felt so good considering her arms were limp from the magnitude of her climax.
She continued struggling to regain her normal breathing. It amazed her that her body felt so many different sensations all at once. Tonight was truly a spectacular night. One she’d never forget.
Her feet were untied, she was free to move, but she didn’t. She lay there unable to move. Every inch of her was spent.
Marc removed the pillow from under her back and then climbed into bed with her. He gathered her in his arms and held her close.
She smiled against his chest as sleep invaded her body. She didn’t resist, she gladly accepted the darkness.
While she slept, Marc removed the vibrators from her. He cleaned them in the bathroom and left them to dry. When he returned to the bedroom, he shed his clothing. No more toys. From here on out he was going to fuck her properly, with his cock.
Marc gently nudged Rena.
“Rise and shine, my little submissive. I have more in store for you.”
He watched as her eyes slowly opened. She was trying to figure out where she was.
She bolted upright.
“It’s okay. You’re safe. You dozed off for a little while, that’s all.”
She looked at him questioningly.
He shook his head no. “Still no talking. But I’m ready to make a deal with you. We’re going into the bathroom to shower. In there you may speak. In the bedroom you must remain silent. Understood?”
She nodded obediently.
Marc was happy with the way the night was going. She was being a good submissive, but bratty enough to get a few punishments.
He stood beside the bed and offered her his hand. She accepted but slid slowly across the comforter. He could tell her ass was still tender from the spankings he had given her.
As soon as they were inside the bathroom, she raced to the medicine cabinets.
“What are you searching for?” he asked, curious.
“Lotion or something to put on my stinging cheeks.”
He laughed.
“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of that when we’re done in here.”
“Fine.” She crossed her arms over her bare chest.
“You’re not getting indignant, are you?”
“No,” she pouted.
Oh this woman was more than words could describe.
Marc leaned away from her and turned the water on for the shower. He waited until the water felt warm enough and then he stepped into the shower.
“Coming in?” he asked.
“Of course.”
He helped her step into the shower.
She wasn’t in the shower thirty seconds before she started kissing her way down his chest. Water pelted his back. His cock ached with the need to fill her.
She continued kissing until she was in a kneeling position in front of his cock. Her tongue darted out and swiped along his tip.
He shuddered. She was dangerous with that tongue. She knew all the spots to rock him to the core.
Marc pushed her wet hair out of her face. She was incredibly beautiful. When she looked up at him, her gray eyes sparkled with excitement.
She lowered her head and her mouth assaulted him with her hot breath.
“God, Rena.” He spun them around and leaned against the wall of the shower to steady himself.
She purred before closing her lips over his shaft.
Tingling sensations ran rampant through his body, right down to his toes. His heart raced as she bobbed her head up and down the length of his cock. He felt his penis hit the back of her throat. She held his legs to keep from falling over. It all felt perfect, but Marc was dying to ram his cock in her cunt, not her mouth. He’d wanted to fill her pussy with his hardness all night long. He enjoyed feeling her lips wrapped around him, but he didn’t want to wait any longer. He wanted to be inside her.
He bent and hooked his hands under her arms. “Come here,” he huffed.
She looked at him concerned. “Marc?”
He cupped her face in his hands. “Oh Rena. Your mouth is so hot and delicious on my cock, but I need to feel it here.”
He dipped a finger into her hot channel.
She smiled.
“I’ve been waiting for you to fuck me all night.” She ground her body against his finger.
“Turn around,” he whispered, removing his finger.
She turned.
Marc reached out and grabbed a condom off the counter. He quickly sheathed his hard penis.
He returned his touch to Rena. With one hand on her stomach, the other on her back, Marc eased her over. Fisting his cock, he guided it to her opening. Met with her juices and pushed. His cock slid in, filling her completely.
She moaned.
“Do you like this, Rena?” he asked as he pumped into her.
“Of course Marc. Always.” She pushed her ass against him to meet his tempo.
“And do I give you enough?” He continued pounding his cock into her. He wasn’t sure where his anger was coming from, but suddenly he wanted to be sure she was all his. His fingers dug into her hips. He rammed into her repeatedly, blinded by his fear.
She braced her hands against the wall.
“Dragonfly! Marc! You’re hurting me.”
Her words were like a slap across the face. He froze. Pulled out of her and turned her around to face him.
“Fuck. I’m so sorry, Rena. I don’t know what just came over me. One minute I was dying to sink my cock in you, the next I was blinded with fury.”
“If this night was going to make you uncomfortable, why did you do it? It was just a stupid fantasy. I never thought we’d really do it.”
“I wanted to fulfill your fantasy. And I don’t regret it for a minute. I don’t know what came over me. I’m being stupid, really.”
“Let’s go back into the bedroom where I can make love to you.”
“That’s the best idea I’ve heard all night.”
Rena turned off the water. Marc’s jealousy rattled her. Why had he gone along with it if he wasn’t comfortable with the idea? She w
ould have been fine with dinner and a night of sex at home. She just wanted to pretend they were someone else for the night. Her fantasy had always been to pretend she was having sex with a stranger. It was strictly a fantasy. She didn’t want to have sex with anyone but her husband.
She stepped out of the shower and towel-dried her body.
She looked over at her husband, who had finished drying off. She studied him, trying to figure out what turned a perfectly good night into such anger. He wore a look of complexity.
“Marc?”
“Yes, sweetie?” He stepped closer and planted a kiss on the tip of her nose.
“You know this was just pretend, right?”
“Yes, and I have to say your idea was terrific. The way you portrayed yourself in the bar tonight was a complete turn-on.”
“Really?” Relief washed over her. Marc seemed to be returning to his normal self.
“Fuck yeah. My dick sprang to life the moment you stepped into my chest. I honestly didn’t think I’d be able to keep up with the charade.”
She slinked her body against Marc’s. “You know I love you and only you, right?”
“Of course I do, Rena. I was really foolish in there. It won’t happen again. I swear.”
“Good, because there’s no need for jealousy. We’ve always been faithful to each another. What happened earlier is pretend. Now it’s just you and me. No more Dom who picked up a sub.”
He pulled away and snapped his towel at her ass.
She snatched it out of his hands and chased him into the bedroom, attempting to hit him with it.
“Okay, I give.”
Rena laughed as he climbed on the bed and bounced up and down avoiding her attempts to swat him.
“What’s the matter? Afraid of a sore butt?”
“Speaking of sore butts, how’s yours feeling?”
“It still tingles. I’ll definitely have trouble sitting the next few days.”
Marc lay on the bed and motioned for her to lie next to him. Rena eased her body onto the bed.
She reached a hand out and covered his.
“I can’t tell you how much tonight means to me. You fulfilling my fantasy. I’d do the same for you in a heartbeat.”
“My only fantasy right now is to make love to my wife.”
She fell into his welcoming arms.
“Now, there’s an offer I can’t refuse.”
About the Author
From a very young age, Amber Skyze began making up stories—the only child syndrome. Had anyone asked her back then if she would write when she grew up, she’d have laughed. It wasn’t until raising children and reading all those romances that she decided, hey, I can write these. Then she discovered erotica and found her calling.
This New York transplant now resides in Rhode Island with her husband (the inspiration behind her stories), three children—who force her to work a day job—and three dogs. She’s thrilled to join the authors of Ellora’s Cave.
Amber welcomes comments from readers. You can find her website and email address on her author bio page at www.ellorascave.com.
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