Vengeful Seduction_A Submissives’ Secrets Novel

by Michelle Love

  Including my own home!

  I want to kiss the top of her head but don’t. Her hand moves over my chest then she looks up at me.

  “Benny, do you really want to be here, watching a silly movie rather than down at the bar having a crazy badass time?”

  I nod. She just keeps looking up at me for the longest time. Then she places her head on my chest, near my heart.

  Moving my arm, I wrap it around her and hold her tight to me. Then I do kiss the top of her head. “I like being here with you so much more, my Angel.”

  She sighs and turns up the television.

  An hour into the show she sits up and stretches. “I’m getting kind of tired, Benny.”

  Shit, she’s going to send me away!

  “I see. Okay, well…”

  She places her hand on my chest. “I don’t mean you have to go. I mean can we stretch out on the couch. Lie down. Lie down on the couch together.”

  “Oh! Yeah, of course.” I say as I kick off my shoes and get up so we can get more comfortable.

  She stands up and looks me over. “You got underwear on?”

  I nod. “Why?”

  “You could get more comfortable. You know, get out of those clothes. They’ll get all wrinkled if you don’t,” she says as she walks away. “I have to pee. Get as comfortable as you want. I’m going to grab a blanket I cover up with when I’m watching television on the sofa.”

  “Hey,” I call out, making her stop. “If I’m stripping down to my underwear, I want you to as well. I don’t want to be nearly naked all alone.”

  She hesitates then nods.

  As soon as she disappears into the bathroom, I jump up and down and do a few fist pumps into the air. A very soft, “Yes,” comes out of my mouth as I quickly undress.

  Right down to my tight black, show it all off, boxer briefs. I lay my clothes out nice and neat on the chair and lie down on the sofa on my side, waiting for her to come back and slip into my arms.

  Nothing has ever sounded more enticing than knowing I’m about to hold her as we watch the ending of Willy Wonka.

  I know it sounds lame as shit. I know this. But damn it, I’ve never been more excited about anything in my life.

  Nothing!

  The light in the hallway goes off and she comes back with only the television giving off any light. My heart feels like it has stopped beating for a moment as I see her in a little black bra and panty set.

  My dick gets hard immediately. So I take one of the pillows from behind me and strategically place it in front of my erection so when she lies back against me it doesn’t make her jump up and decide that this is a bad idea.

  Because this is a fucking awesome idea!

  She tosses a little purple blanket over me then I fold it back and she lies down in front of me. I pull the blanket over her and cover her then drape my arm over her body.

  “Nice lingerie set,” I say very matter of fact like. “I saw it in a Victoria’s Secret catalog on some skinny ass blonde. You’re pulling it off much better than she did.”

  She giggles a bit then says, “I didn’t know Armani made underwear.”

  I give her a little squeeze. “If one can wear it, Armani makes it.”

  I lie my arm out and she lays her head on it. “I love this part when the girl gets fat and purple,” she says.

  “Me too. She’s such a brat.”

  “Aren’t they all! Except poor little Charlie.”

  Her skin is soft against my chest and stomach and my dick is growing in leaps and bounds.

  This was an awful idea!

  I don’t know why I said it was a good idea. It was a terrible idea.

  “My feet are cold,” she says. “Mind heating them up for me real quick?”

  She puts her ice cold foot between mine. “Whoa, that is cold.” I pick up one leg. “Stick them both between my legs here. They’ll be warm in no time.”

  They will, I’m sure, because she’s making me hot without even trying!

  “Thanks, Benny.” She puts her feet between my calves and they’re cold but it’s like the best cold ever because she needs me. She needs me to warm her up in more ways than one.

  I run my hand slowly up and down her arm as she lies on her side in front of me. She turns her face back a little. “You’re very nice. You know that?”

  “No, I’m not. You bring out this part of me that I really don’t have normally.”

  She turns over. Her tits are right there, looking up at me just like her eyes are.

  “Benny, do you have any want at all to kiss me?”

  “I do,” I say probably admit way too quickly. But it’s the truth.

  She licks her lips and I lick mine then I ease down until our mouths touch. It’s amazing as sensations zip through me as if I’m being turned on for the first time.

  Parts of me buzz that have never done that before. And I’m not what you’d call inexperienced.

  I ease the kiss and look at her. She makes me so damn happy as she says, “Benny, you want to watch the rest of this in my room?”

  Fuck yes, I do!

  “If you really, really want to, I do,” I say as I run my hand over her cheek.

  She gets up and takes my hand then leads me to her bedroom. The door opens and there it is. Pink curtains and a fluffy pink carpeting. And a canopy bed with a black sheer cloth hung over it and a black bedspread with pink pillows at the top.

  That is when I spot a set of silver handcuffs off the metal headboard. “Who are you inside, Angel?”

  She says with a grin, “A little bit of Heaven and a little bit of Hell.”

  Chapter 8

  ANGEL

  “Here’s the deal, Benny,” I tell him as I pull him further into my bedroom. “I know this can’t last. I know you have to leave and go home or you may decide this night will be the only one. I know that. I understand that. But for tonight, I want to pretend.”

  “We can do that,” he says as he fiddles with my bra strap. “But what if I don’t want this for only one night, Angel?”

  “We’ll cross that bridge if and when we come to it. For tonight, I want to pretend you love me and will never leave me.” I look straight into his sparkling blue eyes to gauge his reaction.

  “Not a problem,” he says with no sign of fear in his eyes.

  “Okay, then. I like to get rough, so our safe word is ratatouille,” I tell him and watch his eyes light up even more.

  He unclasps my bra and pulls it off as he gazes at my breasts. “Got it. So if you’re done with the talking we can get to the action.”

  I push his boxers down and see what I felt earlier. “Oh, yes. Let’s stop talking now.”

  My hands move over the large and gorgeous appendage he has as I go to my knees to worship his gift. His hands feel strong and demanding as they move through my hair.

  My lips touch the tip and it makes him growl, “Yes, Angel.”

  Opening my mouth, I slide it over him and relish the soft skin which covers his steely hard cock. I moan as I move back and forth, licking and sucking in a gentle fashion.

  No reason to get frantic yet. Who knows when I’ll get to do this again after all?

  He’s very long and thick and only half of him fits. Until I take him all in and his cock moves down my throat after an initial gag reflex is overcome. His low moan tells me he likes it.

  Up and down I go until I taste his pre-cum, then I move faster and suck harder. But he pulls my hair back hard, jerking me back. His eyes are dark as he looks down at me.

  “I don’t want to lose it just yet, my Angel.”

  I nod and wipe my mouth with the back of my hand as he pulls me up. He holds me tight to him as he breathes heavily. “That was very nice.”

  Running my arms around his neck, I lean in and press my lips behind his ear and whisper, “The moment I saw you I craved to feel the sting of your hand on my ass, Blaze.”

  Taking a handful of my hair, he pulls my head back and grazes his teeth along my neck
until he makes it all the way up to my ear. His breath is hot as he says, “I can make that happen for you, Baby.”

  Picking me up in his strong arms, he goes and sits on the edge of the bed and expertly turns me over and places me face down on his lap. I bite my lip in anticipation of the first strike.

  His warm palm moves in a slow circle then it goes to one side of my panties and he rips it. Then he rips the other side too and pulls the torn panties off me. I flinch with the action that makes me ache. It’s been so long since I was handled this way.

  Small circles I can feel him rubbing all over my ass, prepping it for the first smack which I’m finding myself tensing up for. Finally, his hand leaves my ass and then he brings it down hard and fast.

  “Again,” I hiss.

  He does it again and I go all wet inside and shaky with need. Then he makes three in rapid succession. Suddenly, he picks me up and tosses me on the bed.

  “I have to taste you, Angel,” he says with a husky deep tone, and I find him moving my legs apart and his face is quickly buried.

  His tongue darts in and out of me as he moans. It sends a vibration through me and I have to take the sheet in my hands and pull at it to keep myself still so he can work his magic.

  “Oh my God, Blaze!”

  His fingers press into my ass as he lifts me up so he can go in deeper with his intimate kiss. I can’t stop moaning then his mouth moves up, and he takes my swollen clit between his teeth and gives it a nip then runs his tongue back and forth until I can’t take it anymore. “Benny!” I scream just as the climax takes me over.

  His tongue goes back inside me to taste the juices then he’s back up and looking at me very hungrily. “Please tell me you’re on birth control.”

  I smile and say, “Please tell me you’re free of diseases, motorcycle man.”

  “I am. I had a check-up a month ago. So we’re good to go.” He moves up my body as I draw my knees up.

  With no hesitation at all, he moves his large cock into me and I moan louder than I ever have before.

  It’s like Heaven with him between my legs. His tight and chiseled abs press against my stomach as he presses himself into me. “My God, Angel! You’re so fucking tight. It has been years, hasn’t it?”

  “Not years,” I moan. “A year and a half.”

  “You feel amazing.” His lips touch my neck as he pumps himself into me.

  It’s been so long since I felt an actual flesh cock inside me and I never want it to end. I was kidding myself that a machine can do anything a man can. It’s just not true.

  His hot body glides over mine with every hard stroke. It feels so much better as his weight knocks the air out of me and I have to gasp to regain it.

  His mouth on my neck is wet and hot as he bites and sucks it. He’s going to leave marks all over me but that’s okay. I decide to leave my nail tracks all over his back and rake them over him, making him groan.

  My body begins to shake and I don’t want to let it go yet so I say in a near-breathless voice, “Turn me over.”

  As he pulls back, I see his teeth clench and find myself thrown over and on my hands and knees. Then he slams into me, sending a scream out of my mouth.

  I bury my face in a pillow and lean down. His cock goes even further into me, hitting new places with each savage thrust. It’s beyond anything I’ve ever experienced before and I’m going to hate myself for letting this happen.

  I will never be the same again.

  But I’m not about to let the fact he won’t always be mine stop me from appreciating this moment. The sounds he’s making are animal-like and I have a feeling he’s liking this a lot himself.

  The way his hands feel as they grip my waist makes me feel like a rag-doll in them. He’s all muscles and all man. And right now, he’s all mine.

  My body shudders as I hold back the orgasm that’s knocking at my door. I don’t want to let go without him so I pull my head up and say, “Benny, turn me over and make love to me.”

  He pulls out and I lie on my stomach. Gently he turns me over and pushes my hair back off my face.

  The way he’s looking down at me makes my insides even meltier. His lips touch mine very softly as he moves his cock back inside me and makes long slow strokes.

  I run my hands up his arms, resting them on his large biceps. His tongue moves over my lips, tracing them. I part them for him and he moves inside and twirls his tongue around mine.

  It’s slow and easy and perfect. My heart is pounding and aching and I really want to cry because if he wants to do this more than this one time, I am going to start falling in love with him.

  I know I will.

  He pulls his mouth off mine and looks at me. Then it happens as I look into those penetrating blue eyes, a tear escapes me and he sees it.

  A sweet kiss on my cheek takes it away. I whisper, “Tell me you love me, Benny.”

  His lips touch my ear. “I love you, my Angel.”

  “Tell me you’ll never leave me, Benny.”

  “I’ll never leave you, my Angel.” His lips press against my neck as more tears slip away from me and I know I’m lost in this man.

  And for reasons I cannot understand, the tears grow in quantity. Rivers flow out of me as he moves so slowly in and out of me then I feel the first jerk of his cock and my insides go crazy.

  “Harder,” I hiss.

  He moves harder and faster then I feel the wave crest and once it crashes, his does too.

  The first spurt of hot cum shoots into me after more than a year. My body falls completely apart as it does. The orgasm will not quit. I pulse and writhe under him to get him to release everything he has.

  Every hot spurt, I can feel inside me. And then I’m sobbing. Hard and heavy, I’m crying and it's loud and awful.

  My entire body is going against me. Letting it all out like it never has.

  “Shh, it’s all going to be alright. I have you, Angel,” his words are soft against my neck. “I won’t leave you. I promise.”

  I cry harder with the lies that he’s telling me but I hold him tight to me. I want to believe him, but I know he’s just saying what he thinks I want to hear.

  “Let me up, Benny,” I manage to get out of my crying mouth. “Let me go.”

  “No,” he says as he holds me. “I’m not letting you run away from this. You need this, Angel. You need me.”

  “No!” I shout and cry harder somehow. “Don’t make me need you! Damn it! This was a terrible idea!”

  “Shh. It was the best thing in the world for you, Baby. I’m the best thing in the world for you.” Gentle kisses he trails over my neck and face until he gets to my trembling lips.

  My mouth is very traitorous and opens in want for his kiss. My hands I also find going against me as they move over his head, holding him to me as I kiss him hard and wanting.

  My body wants his so completely, and it’s making me furious.

  I knew this would happen. I knew it!

  The tears dry up as he kisses me hard. Finally, he pulls back and looks at me with a fire in his eyes.

  “Angel, this is not over. Do you understand me? This isn’t a one-time thing. And I am not a man who shares. You are mine.”

  “Benny…”

  One finger is pressed against my lips. “You are mine. This is not over.”

  I blink and look off as I have no idea of what to say. This will be over sometime. It will end. Am I to play the girlfriend role for however long he’s in town then go back to my normal and very lonely life?

  “Say it,” he tells me with a very stern expression. “Tell me who you belong to, Angel.”

  I swallow hard. “But…”

  He smacks the side of my ass hard and it sends a jolt of pain and heat through me. His eyes go very hard as he says in a low growl, “Who do you belong to?”

  “You,” I say and want to smack myself for being so forthcoming with him.

  So quick to hand myself over to him and he will torture me for it. Some of
it will be sweet but in the end, it will hurt like hell. And he’s not a man that I will get over easily at all.

  He kisses me again. Hard and hot. My hands run down his back as his cock grows inside me again.

  Moving back and forth inside me, he stokes the fire again and I’m arching up to meet every savage thrust he gives me. When his mouth leaves mine it is because neither of us can breathe worth a damn. I find myself screaming, “Fuck me, Blaze! Fuck me!”

  My entire body is on fire for him. In and out with hard thrusts he goes, then one word comes out of his mouth. “Cum.”

  Like it’s been conditioned to do what he’s said, my body explodes on his command. I shriek with the ecstasy that’s flowing through me and find him climaxing as well.

  Our bodies are sweaty and the smell of sex is heavy in the air. I can taste the salt of my tears and feel satiated. For the first time, I feel completely fulfilled.

  “Now I want to hear you tell me that you love me, Angel.”

  I want to argue, I want to tell him to go to hell, and I want my heart back. I know he’ll leave and take the chunk he’s managed to so quickly get a hold of. But my mouth opens and the words he wants to hear come out, “I love you, Benny.”

  “I love you, Angel. My Angel. Only mine.”

  He rolls off me and my body already aches to be back in his arms. My brain is screaming not to want that. Those arms will leave me aching, hurting and yearning to feel them again.

  Before I can even get cooled off, he’s on his side and pulling me tight into his arms again. His lips touch the side of my head. “Can I stay the night?”

  “I don’t see why not.”

  “Do you want me to?” he asks.

  I snuggle into his wide chest and it feels so cozy. “Yeah, I want you too.”

  He leaves a kiss on my cheek and lies back. Then I realize I’m making more out of his words than he really meant.

  It was me who told him to tell me he loved me and would never leave me. It was me who told him I wanted to pretend this was real.