A single finger stroked his cheek, and it helped to calm them both. “I know, A rúnsearc. Me, too. But it happened, and I can’t undo it. The memory gave me the strength to accept what was going to happen. I made the decision that I need the submissive lifestyle, and that the only thing that mattered was the Master I was kneeling before; which was why I offered my oral services to Sir Landon and Paige. I needed to make them feel as good as they had made me feel.”
She lifted her eyes to Jayden’s, and her heart broke a little at the tears she saw pooling in them. Erin angled forward and kissed his eyes, licking away the tears when they brimmed over. In return, he squeezed her in a tight hug.
“Oh, Erin, my love. I never meant for you to feel that way. I am so sorry,” he whimpered into her chest. “You’re so very strong and brave. You are, without a doubt, the most incredible woman I’ve ever met. I don’t deserve you.”
“Jayden, please don’t say that!” Erin exclaimed. “I love you so much. Remember, these feelings surfaced, and I dealt with them. By the end of the day – no, before then – I realized it was just the hormones and the constant in-and-out of scene head spaces that I had to keep dealing with. You did nothing wrong. All of it, everything you set up for me yesterday, was nothing more than what I had asked for—limits that I’d wanted to explore. You made that possible for me in a safe environment with people you trusted. Once I realized that they had your trust, my trust extended to them as well.”
Erin was shocked by the force of his kiss when he latched onto her mouth with his. Between pecks, he murmured “I love you” over and over until she began giggling.
He slanted back and took her face in his hands. “Are you sure you’re alright?”
“I’m positive, Jayden. I’ve never been better. By the end of my session with Sir Landon, I had figured out that the J’s were yours—as was I.”
“Mine,” he growled. “All mine!”
“Aye, A rúnsearc.” Erin grinned at him. “All yours!”
The couple sat in quiet repose for a short time, soaking up each other’s warmth while Jayden’s hand traced lazy patterns on her thigh outside of her robe.
“Erin?” he whispered.
“Hmm?”
“You know that I’m yours as well, don’t you?”
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
Jayden couldn’t believe that Erin, his sweet, beautiful jewel, had been through the mental torture she was describing to him. That she had endured all of that uncertainty and angst, and yet was curled up in his lap still professing her love for him was amazing. There was no doubt in Jayden’s mind that he was the luckiest man alive.
Part of him wanted to know what memories had haunted her the day before; he’d thought he knew everything about her time with Spencer. She’d been telling him the horrible tales over the course of the past year—through her journal writing and, on occasion, talking. Full disclosure had been necessary so that he could understand her limits. However, Jayden couldn’t bring himself to ask her to relive the memories again; in particular since she’d just done that the day before. That was a task that could be saved for a journal assignment later.
More important than drawing the dead man into their moment, Jayden had to know if Erin understood that he had completely given his heart and soul to her. So he asked, and then waited with bated breath for her answer. When she lifted her watery, jade eyes to his face, the elation and understanding in them made Jayden’s heart soar.
Her voice was strong and steady when she answered. “Aye, Jayden, I know. Our hearts beat as one. You’ve Mastered all of me, but I know you love me not because I’m willing to kneel before you, but because I’m me. I know that if I asked, you’d kneel before me in a heartbeat, and I know that we can make this work. From now on, we are lovers and soul mates first; Master and submissive when we need it—if it pleases you?”
The smile on his face stretched from ear to ear. “Erin, have I ever told you that besides strong and beautiful, you are also incredibly smart?”
She giggled. “No, I don’t think you have. Smart, am I? Maybe I need to find a schoolgirl outfit to model for you; show you just how ‘smart’ I can be.” She shot him a spirited wink.
Always eager to respond, Jayden’s cock hardened at her teasing words, and he groaned.
She ground her ass into his lap, showing him that she was quite aware of what she was doing.
“Ugh, you are also a very naughty girl, Erin,” he hissed when she wiggled again.
“Mm, perhaps you need to punish this girl, Master?” she asked with pure innocence.
Damn. This girl, no—this woman was going to be the death of him!
“Do you want to be punished, Catherine?” Jayden moaned when her lips ran across his throat and nibbled on his ear.
He held his tongue and watched while she stood up from his lap, stepped back away from him, and let her robe drop to the floor. Her firm breasts rose up and down with her heavy breathing, and when his eyes traveled to the slit between her thighs, he could see the moisture gathering on her nether lips. With the grace of a dancer, she lowered herself to her knees, which she spread to shoulder width before linking her arms behind her back.
Presenting herself to Jayden in her inspection position, she whispered, “Please, Master, punish this girl. Love me. Give us both what we need.”
Fuck. Me.
Sliding forward to the edge of the chair, he paused to confirm. “Are you sure, Erin?”
Without lifting her eyes from the floor, the Irish lass nodded her head in assent and stated, “Aye, Master.”
His girl wanted to play, and Jayden wasn’t going to deny her. “Very well, then. Catherine, look at me,” the Dom ordered while undoing the tie on his robe and pushing it open.
Her head lifted.
“Look at this cock. Do you see how hard you make it, Catherine?” No touching was needed; the cock in question was erect and jutting from between his legs, long and proud, when her eyes shifted to it.
She licked her lips and whispered, “Aye, Master.”
Stretching forward, Jayden pinched her nipples at the base, behind the piercing. “These tits are mine.” He let his fingers slide forward and hook into the hoops, and he tugged. “I’ve branded them as such.”
An appreciative moan slipped from between her lips.
Continuing his inspection, Jayden ran his hands down Catherine’s sides and around her back to grip her ass cheeks with both hands. He squeezed before releasing his grip, bringing his hands down atop her fleshy rump; the sound of flesh on flesh echoed. “This ass is mine; to spank or fuck whenever I want.”
She moaned louder and arched her ass out, wringing an amused chortle from Jayden before he moved his hands around to her front. Two fingers slipped through her dripping lower lips; he plunged them deep into her. Out they came, nice and easy, and they were coated. To taunt his submissive, he raised the shiny fingers to her lips and commanded, “Taste my sweet pussy.”
When she wrapped her lips around his fingers and sucked, it was all he could do not to throw her on the ground and fuck her senseless. Erin’s expert little tongue continued to lick and suck her Master’s fingers clean until he pulled them out of her mouth.
Using the hand she’d cleaned, Jayden gripped his aching cock. “However, this cock is not mine.”
Her eyes shot to his face, filled with confusion, and Jayden smirked.
“This cock, Catherine, is yours. To suck, fuck, and tease however you want. Anytime you want.”
Her face was transformed by the beautiful smile that spread across it.
“You’ve requested to be punished, Jewel, yet I have seen no indiscretions that deserve punishment, so tell me what you want me to do.” Erin had caught him off-guard; he kept trying to do the stand-up thing and keep them in a ‘vanilla’ state of mind while they navigated their new emotions, yet she was too damn seductive.
“Please, Master. Your slut wants to be spanked.”
While Jayden was more than will
ing to play with his jewel, they were not in the playroom, nor was she wearing her collar at the moment, so he was determined to include her in the decision-making process for this impromptu session. He was going to make her call the shots and get a feel for how well she handled having the upper hand. Something she’d said earlier about asking him to kneel had his mind reeling with possibilities.
“Catherine, you will tell me where you want to receive the spanking, and with what I am to inflict the punishment for your . . . cheekiness.” He had to fight from smiling when her forehead creased and her nose scrunched up while she thought through his request. Jayden had never let her choose before; he’d always just done what he wanted, and she had let him.
“Um, well, I don’t know . . .” she stammered.
“Catherine, did you ask to do this?”
“Aye.” The submissive’s voice was a whisper.
“Well, you must have had something in mind?” Jayden urged her.
“This girl is sorry, Master, but no, she didn’t. This girl just knows she wants to feel her skin sing under her Dom’s hand.”
It was apparent to Jayden that she was going to need some guidance, so he reached forward and smacked the underside of her left breast. “Do you want your tits spanked, or your ass?” The question was punctuated with a gratifying smack on her right butt cheek.
“Oh, God, aye—please!”
The Dom laughed. “Don’t growl at me, little girl. Now, choose one or the other, Catherine.”
“Can’t this girl have both, Master?” Catherine asked with an adorable, pouty mouth.
He pretended to think about it for a moment. “No, my sweet, you have to choose one, and you still have to tell me what I will be delivering the spanking with.” Her eyes widened. “Choose something in this room.”
Her head turned from side to side while she took in their surroundings.
“You may rise and walk around to make your decision. Once you’ve made your choice, return to me, and present the part of yourself you want spanked,” Jayden ordered. His cock was swollen to capacity and began to leak when she rose to her full height. She swayed her hips when she backed away, taunting him.
He was curious what her choice would be. At first glance, there didn’t seem to be a lot of options in the room, so Jayden expected she would come back and ask for his hand, but then he’d also learned to expect the unexpected with Erin. She was a never-ending source of surprises.
Catherine paused at the magazine rack and reached out to touch one with a tentative finger. She looked back at him for a minute, her eyes resting on his hands, but then continued to walk around the room, keeping her front side to him at all times. When she stopped again, it was in front of the kindling basket next to the fireplace. He was bewildered when she lifted a small stick out and slapped it against her hand a couple of times.
Jayden had to resist the urge to come when his jewel twisted her body and brought the stick down on her own ass. She flinched just a tad and a red line appeared across her cheek. He braced himself to jump to her aid, but she put the stick back in the basket and moved on.
She came back toward Jayden, pausing where he’d laid her trench coat over the back of the couch last night. Keeping her eyes on his, she pulled the belt from the loops and doubled it up in her tiny hand. The Dom held his breath while her arm raised and she brought the belt down over the tops of her breasts. Her eyes closed for a moment, and Catherine shuddered.
Without his permission, his hips thrust upward, and the little minx giggled. It was a moment of clarity for Jayden. Catherine was playing with him—watching his reactions to her choices to help make her decision. Fine, he thought, I can play, too. Not another second was wasted before Jayden took his cock in a firm grip and started stroking it up and down.
“Catherine, you’re wasting time,” he all but snarled. Her gaze settled on his hand, following the movement with her eyes, and Jayden could see the lust in them building.
“Mmmm,” she moaned. “Does this girl have the choice of just her breasts or ass, Master?” The belt slipped through her fingers.
He opened his mouth to answer, intrigued by what she might be thinking. “I told you the choice was yours, Catherine; anywhere on your body with anything in this room. Just make your decision soon, as my patience is wearing thin.” The Dom cocked an eyebrow at his girl.
With a coy mien, she draped the belt around her neck and walked to the edge of the room, where Jayden kept a decorative cane and umbrella basket. She pulled one of the hand-carved canes out and gripped it, running her fist up and down its length and licking her lips.
Jayden’s grip tightened on his dick while he watched her movements. Had she lost her mind? Or was Jonathan that good? One time under the whip couldn’t have been enough for her to be ready to make the leap to cane play. He couldn’t decide if she was being serious with her consideration, or if she was out to vex him.
Still trying to work out her intentions, Jayden returned to observing Catherine, who was now tapping the cane against her calves before returning it to the basket. Next, she pulled out an umbrella. Ever the temptress, she turned her back to Jayden and leaned forward, pushing her ass toward him. Again, she twisted so she could bring the umbrella down over her ass cheeks. The angle was wrong, so solid contact wasn’t possible, but they both got a taste of its potential.
Catherine was amazing with her inventiveness. It would be interesting to see what she would do in the playroom if the Dom ever gave her the freedom to play Domme for a session. He had a good feeling he wouldn’t be disappointed, and he stored the idea for later. While Jayden didn’t kneel for anyone except Landon on the very rare occasion, he had no doubts that submitting to Catherine would be an adventure.
The umbrella slid back into place with a soft whisper, and she turned back around. Her eyes darted around the room before landing on Jayden’s. He couldn’t wait any longer; he needed to get his hands on her skin and his cock buried in her heat. “Time’s up, Catherine. Make your choice and get over here!”
“Aye, Master,” she purred and came forward, stopping by the marble coffee table. She sat down on the end and lay back with dainty motions, wincing when her skin came into contact with the cold marble. Her nipples pebbled to hard peaks. She placed a leg on each side of the table and scooted herself back to the middle. “This girl is ready, Master,” she announced.
It was Jayden’s turn to stand and lose his robe. After tossing the item in the chair behind him, Jayden walked over to Catherine and circled the table, assuming she was offering her breasts since her ass was against the marble. “Explain what I’m to spank your tits with, slut.”
The submissive reacted to her Master’s words with a shiver that jiggled her gorgeous tits. Jayden’s mouth popped open with her next antic: reaching down between her spread legs, she pulled her pussy lips open, putting her engorged clit on display. “If it pleases you, Master, this girl would like you to spank her clit,” she ran one finger over the bundle of nerves, “with your long, hard, thick cock.” She emphasized each word by tapping her clit.
Well shit, didn’t see that one coming!
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
“Your wish is my command—this time.” Intent on enjoying himself, he knelt and lowered his mouth to her sex, ran his tongue up her slit, and then sucked her clit between his lips. With a light nibble, he angled back with a grin. “Fucking delicious.”
Taking his cock in hand, Jayden crept forward on his knees onto the table until he was positioned above her. In preparation for fulfilling his jewel’s request, Jayden gripped the base of his cock and angled it up toward his belly. “Count them, Catherine,” the Dom commanded and began to swing his dick down against her clit.
“Ohhh . . . one, Master.”
His cock connecting with her skin made a nice, solid sound.
“Ugh . . . two, Master.”
On the third smack, some of her juices splattered against her inner thighs. With the fourth, Jayden pushed his length o
ver her clit and thrust his hips forward and back, delighting in the feel of her hard nub rubbing against the thick vein on the underside of his cock.
“Fo–four, Master,” she whimpered.
Jayden lifted his erection, and with rapid repetition, brought it down on her again and again. His slut’s voice while she counted became more disjointed with each number until she was begging to come after the eighth strike.
“Please, Master, may your slut come?” she panted out.
“No!” he denied her and smacked her clit again with the head of his cock.
“Oh, shit! Nine, Master, please, let me come!” the girl begged, dropping her usual formality in her desperation.
Gripping himself as tight as he could to prevent his own premature ejaculation, he slapped his dick against her and gave the order: “Come, Catherine!”
“Ten! Fuck. Thank you, Master!” she squealed, abandoning her control and letting the orgasm take her.
All his years of practiced composure, and Jayden couldn’t wait for Catherine to ride out her release before he was burying his cock deep in her pulsating cunt. Forcing his swollen manhood into her contracting walls was exquisite; she was so fucking tight and wet that it took all of his control to withhold his own orgasm while hers rolled on, squeezing and milking him. Once he was all the way inside her, he held still, waiting for her to come down from her euphoric high. When she did, her eyes opened and looked straight into Jayden’s soul with pure love and desire.
The sweet, delirious glaze over her eyes gave way to a mischievous emerald sparkle, and Catherine reached up to slide the coat belt from around her neck. Twisting each end around her hands, she swung the belt over Jayden’s head; he felt it land across his ass. Tucking her arms into a curl brought them toward her, the action tightening the belt across his flesh and bringing him closer to her.
On instinct, Jayden tried to resist being drawn in by counter pulling, resulting in his cock slipping free of her body while he pushed back against the flimsy fabric. She curled her arms forward again, pulling him deep into her. That drew a gasp from him due to the all-consuming sensation, and he looked down at her.
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