He slipped the crop between her legs. She wanted to rub against it, but she knew the rules. She had played this game before but with a new Dom, it was always tricky.
She opened her legs further.
“That’s good.” He slid the crop along her pussy lips. The simple touch sparked another level of arousal from her. She wanted this, wanted to come so badly. The moment she was going to beg for it, he moved away from her again.
Oh…he was good.
“Since we are new to each other, I want you to know I prefer to be called Eli, if that is okay for you. I know some subs like to call their Dom by the name Sir. It’s part of the game. I am accommodating if it serves a purpose.”
There was something different in his voice. He had always had a commanding way about him, but now…now he was her Dom. His voice was just a bit distant but from her training she knew that was common, especially if they were involved. It was hard not to give into pleasure with someone you already had a sexual relationship with.
“Which do you prefer?” he asked.
“Eli.”
“Good. I like that too. Remember your safe word.”
She nodded just before the crop landed on her ass. She gasped because she hadn’t been expecting it. Pain and pleasure surged and she dug her fingers into the comforter on his bed.
“I like that sound. Your gasp and the leather on your flesh.”
He hit her again and again, but never in the same place. Each time he landed the crop on her, he pushed her closer to the ultimate pleasure. Barely touching her and he had her ready to come.
Then, he stopped as abruptly as he started. He smoothed his hand over her flesh. Her ass was throbbing and her sex was damp, so fucking damp. She wanted to pull her legs together but she didn’t have permission and she knew the rules.
Apparently reading her mind, Eli slipped his hands between her legs.
“Damn, you do like a spanking. So fucking wet.” He dipped his finger into her pussy. “That hot, wet pussy is going to feel good. And I barely spanked you.”
She shuddered and he removed his finger, dancing it over her clit for just a second.
“Ah, there, love, that’s good. But not yet. We’ll have some more fun first.”
He moved away from her.
“You can look if you want but leave your hands on the bed.”
She turned her head, and she felt her hair slide over her nipples. It hurt. They were so damned hard; even the barest of touches caused her pain. He had already pulled off his shirt and he was undoing his jeans.
He pulled them down and when he stood, he was completely nude. His cock jutted out, fully erect. She licked her lips.
“Ah, love, you know how to make a man happy. Wanna taste?”
She nodded. He stepped forward and smacked her ass with his palm. Oh, God.
“Answer me.”
“Yes, Eli.”
He leaned down and kissed her. When he pulled back, they were both breathing heavily.
“Thank you.”
He climbed on the bed in front of her, his hand wrapped around his cock. She couldn’t take her gaze from the hand working over his cock.
“So, a little taste. Not too much. Just a little, love, because I have things I want to do to you.”
He held it in front of her mouth.
“Lick the crown. Just a lick.”
She nodded and moved forward and did his bidding.
“Ah, I like that, love. Now, take me into your mouth.”
She wanted to take him all the way in her mouth, but he kept his thrusts shallow. He pulled out when she was just getting started, stroking his shaft again.
“Do you want some more?”
She nodded.
When he just continued to stare at her and stroke himself she realized he wanted a vocal answer.
“Yes, Eli.”
He smiled then guided his cock into her mouth.
“Stay still, love.”
Then he started to fuck her mouth. He took her head into his hands and thrust in and out of her mouth. He went so deep, that he gagged her once or twice, but she didn’t care. In fact, she wanted to feel him come, taste it as it slid down her throat. But he had other plans.
He pulled away from her and out of her mouth then leaned down to kiss her.
“Yeah, you’d like to eat it all up, wouldn’t you? Well, we can’t have that tonight. And you’re naughty, but you behave so well. On the bed, love. I need another taste of you.”
She laid down on the bed, but he slipped off and went to his dresser. He pulled out a pair of handcuffs.
“New. Just bought them,” he said giving her a naughty smile. “Seems I had you on my mind when I found them though. I wanted to see your wrists tied up.”
They were leather but padded on the inside. He slipped them over one wrist, then slid them between the bed slates. He cuffed the second wrist.
“Nice. I like the way you’re on the pillow there.”
Of course he did. The way he had laid her there arched her back just a little bit. Her breasts were on display. He pinched first one, then the other nipple. She drew in a deep breath and pressed her legs together.
“Oh, bad girl. Spread those legs.”
She did as ordered.
“So sweet. I like a sub who knows when to behave.” He knelt on the bed beside her and laid a condom beside her on the mattress. Then, he settled between her legs.
“I like seeing my pussy all wet like this. You like a good spanking. Ever try a cat ‘o nine tales?”
“No.”
“Well, we will have to try that out.” He leaned closer and sniffed. “God, you smell good.”
He licked her. Over and over—leisurely as if he had all night. Pulling back he said, “Do not come without my permission, you understand?”
She nodded. She couldn’t speak at the moment because seeing him smile up at her from between her legs did funny things to her. It was erotic and carnal and sexy…but it also did things to her she didn’t expect.
He slipped a finger into her, while teasing her clit. She could feel her orgasm approaching but she fought it. She was made of sterner stuff, just like she had thought earlier. She could do this.
But, with each flick of his tongue, he pushed her closer, and closer. She was so damned wet; she was almost embarrassed by it.
Suddenly, he swore and moved away. He grabbed his condom and drew in a few deep breaths. While giving her a hard look.
“You push me.”
She almost opened her mouth to say something but snapped it shut.
“I give you permission to talk,” he said.
“I didn’t say or do anything.”
He rolled the condom on and leaned closer, placing a hand beside her head on the mattress. “You exist. That is apparently all I need.” He kissed her, thrusting his tongue into her mouth over and over. She could taste herself there, her passion for him.
He kneeled between her legs again and entered her in one long, hard thrust. She almost came there, but he looked down at her.
“Not yet. I want to be together.”
Quickly, he started to ride her. Over and over, he thrust into her. Each one seemed to be harder than the last. The headboard slammed against the wall and then, he looked down at her.
“Now, Crysta, come with me.”
She was already coming before he finished the sentence. Pleasure exploded through her as tiny sparks of erotic delight danced through her blood.
“Yeah, that’s it,” he groaned. “Oh, fuck, baby, so good.”
He continued to thrust once…twice…then he thrust one last time. He groaned her name as he shuddered against her.
A few moments later, he collapsed on top of her and lay there.
He lifted his head and looked down at her, pushing aside her hair. There was something there in his eyes. “Sorry. I usually put on a bit more display, but I have a hairline trigger where you’re concerned.”
He kissed her, slowly, sweetly.
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Undoing her cuffs, he massaged her wrists. “All right, love?”
“Yes, just fine,” she said, snuggling down in bed with him. He pulled the covers over them as the first of the rain started to patter on the roof. “And, lord, I’m glad you took it easy on me. It’s been awhile.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. But it would be nice if you didn’t spank like a girl.”
He laughed. “Oh, you’re going to pay for that one.”
She laid her head on his shoulder and smiled. She liked the sound of that.
Chapter Twenty
They lay in bed hours later listening to the rain patter on the roof. It was all very domestic. And that was odd.
They both had snoozed off and on and he couldn’t remember feeling so well, settled.
“I didn’t think it rained this much,” she said, sliding her arm around his waist as she laid her head on his shoulder.
He liked hearing her voice in the dark. Hell, he just liked hearing her voice period. He’d never been this content with a woman before. He could just lay here for hours beside her.
And that should scare the hell out of him. It didn’t though. In fact, he had been craving this with her. He wanted these slow and easy moments along with the raunchy sex.
“It usually doesn’t. But then, it depends on the season.”
He could feel her smile against his skin. “I kind of like it. It’s so soft, so relaxing. And everything smells so much better after. It’s like it layers Hawaii with good things. Do you ever have any big storms?”
“Yeah, love, we call them hurricanes.”
There was a beat of silence then she chuckled. She pulled herself up to her elbow to look down at him. Her hair fell over his chest tickling him.
“Has anyone told you that you’re a smartass?”
He laughed at the way she turned his words around on him. “Yeah, once or twice.”
Her laughter faded as she cupped his face. She leaned down and kissed him, never closing her eyes.
“Thank you.”
He’d had more than one sub thank him in his time, but this…well it meant more. There was something in the way she said, and the way his heart contracted when she said the words that told him it mean more than anything any sub had ever said to him.
Instead, he wanted to show her. He slipped his hands beneath her back and legs, pulled her over and rose out of bed.
She giggled. “It’s nice to have a man who can pick me up.”
“Like you’re hard to pick up.”
“Hey, I know I am not light as a thistle, as the saying goes.”
He stopped and looked at her. “No, but you’re a woman, full of wonderful curves to explore and those legs…woman, I hope you’re not trying to be coy about your weight. There is nothing wrong with it.”
She smiled and touched his face. “No, not at all. But, I do know that I am not easy to pick up.”
He grunted at that. He hated skinny women. If they were naturally that way, he didn’t mind, but he never liked a woman who starved herself. Plus, they rarely had asses worth spanking.
He walked her into the bathroom and she sighed.
“I also like a man who has a dream bathroom,” she said.
He stood and looked around the room. “Joe had someone design it. I guess it’s nice.”
She laughed. “And that’s so like a man. You guess it’s nice? That claw foot tub is to die for.”
He set her on the floor. “And we’ll use it…after.”
Her eyebrows rose. “After?”
The need he had for her was overpowering, but he could control it. He could be in command of his baser desires. Okay, just barely. He wanted her more than he wanted his next breath at times, but years of being a Dom had taught him to control it.
“Turn around.”
She did, slowly, taking her time. She waited. Damn, she was sassy but she was an excellent sub.
“Stay here.”
He walked into his bedroom, his body humming. He grabbed the anal plug he’d picked up at Rough ‘n Ready and lubricant and the flogger, then walked back into the bathroom.
She was standing just where he left her. He set the flogger on the counter and her gaze went to it immediately.
“I told you I wanted to have a little more fun tonight. Are you okay with a flogger?”
She nodded. “I’ve never had one used on me before.”
“This one is nice and soft. It will give a good spank, but not so much it mars your beautiful skin.”
He covered the plug with lubricant as he stood behind her.
“Hands on the counter.”
She hesitated and he smacked her ass. “On the counter.”
She did as he ordered and he hid a smile. The woman did like to have her ass spanked and damned if that didn’t make him happy. He slipped the plug into her ass. It was something to be with a woman who was already experienced in submission. It was his preference actually. He hated initiating someone. It was time consuming and you never knew how things would go. Each new to you sub was different, but knowing they understood how to behave, how to act, made for a less stressful night. It was just fun.
This was different though. They were almost in tune with each other as if they had been partnered for a long time. Right now, he knew just how far to push her and he wondered if she felt the same about him.
Once he had the plug fully seated in her, he left again to grab the vibrator he’d also bought at Rough ‘n Ready. He liked using it every now and then, but he only did it on people he truly knew could take it.
She watched him in the mirror as he stepped up behind her.
“Look at you standing there so pretty.” And she was. Her nipples were tight with arousal, her ass up for his spanking, and he thought at that moment there probably wasn’t another more perfect sub for him.
He brought the flogger down on her ass. The gasp filled the bathroom. For an experienced sub, she had the same reactions as a new iniate. It wasn’t that he doubted she had experience. He knew she did. But she gained pleasure from the simple actions of her Dom. There was no cynical gleam in her eye when she reacted. And that added a level of intimacy he didn’t expect.
Power surged within his veins as he brought the flogger down again, the long leather lashes made contact with her skin. He continued to flog her, but as he had said, he was careful, refusing to damage her flesh. Then, he picked up the vibrator. He knew what this would do to her and wanted to push her. He wanted to push both of them. For a Dom, the pleasure they gained was watching their sub hold out as long as she could until she gave into the pleasure. At least, for him it was that way.
He had a feeling that Crysta knew that on some level.
“Legs further apart, Crysta.” He took the handle of the flogger and patted it on her inner right thigh. When she complied, he turned on the vibrator. Her gaze was on him as he handled the toy. “I bought it especially for you. Nothing…weird, just your good basic vibrator.”
He squatted and slipped it into her pussy. He didn’t have to use any kind of lubricant. She was so fucking wet that it slid right in. Her eyes drifted shut for a second and she bit on her bottom lip. Damn, the woman was pushing his buttons and she didn’t know it. She was just doing what came naturally to her.
“No coming, Crysta. You wait for me to give you permission.”
She didn’t answer, so he smacked her ask. He knew what the slap did to her. The pain would filter out through her body, adding to the pleasure of the vibrator. She opened her eyes.
“Do you understand?”
She nodded.
He smacked her again.
“Yes, Eli.”
He slipped his hand between her and the counter to steady the vibrator inside of her, turning it up to the next speed level. He picked up the flogger again. Pulling his hand back, he spanked her over and over. Not too hard that he would leave a mark, but by the time he was done, her ass was red. She was shaking with need, her arousal coursing through
her. He could feel it as he turned the vibrator up again. She jolted when he did it.
Crysta was barely holding on and the power that surged through him almost had him losing control. He didn’t though. He gritted his teeth as his cock twitched, his balls almost aching. He wanted her now, wanted to see her come. But…he wanted to push her again to another peak. He looked down at her pussy, then up at the mirror.
“I bet you want to come, don’t ya?” Even he heard the way his voice had deepened.
“Yes, Eli.”
“Oh, but love, I want to give it to you.”
He pulled the vibrator out and opened the foil package. Part of him wanted that pretty little mouth on his cock, but he wanted inside her more than anything else in the world. Eli had been honest earlier that night. He always seemed to be barely hanging onto his control every time he was with her.
Once he had the condom on, he urged her legs apart further. Holding her steady with one, he took his cock in his other and positioned it at her dripping passage. Then, as he entered her, he watched her gaze in the mirror. Her eyes started to flutter closed but he stopped her.
“Do not close your eyes, Crysta. Watch me.”
She snapped her eyelids up and did as he commanded. Just that had him biting back a groan. Seeing a sub do just as he ordered was one of his biggest turn ons. Seeing Crysta do it was like heaven on earth. A shudder of heat ran through his body as he slowly thrust into her. Because she had the plug in her ass, she was tighter than before. It took a moment or two until he was fully seated in her pussy. Little ripples tugged on his cock and he realized it was her. She was so fucking close she was barely hanging on. Then, he started to move. He held onto her hips with his hands as he continued to thrust. Over and over, he moved within her. All the while, she kept her gaze locked with his. The scent of their arousal, the sound of skin slapping against skin, filled the bathroom. As he felt his orgasm approaching, he continued on.
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