Designed for Submission (Devine Designs)

by Maggie Ryan

  Logan turned her to him, his hands moving to cup her face. His kiss was both soft and demanding, drawing a low moan from her. He took the flogger from her and laid it on the chaise. While he undressed her, she whimpered, her body shaking as each piece of clothing was slowly, far too slowly, removed. When she stood in nothing but her sandals, Logan bent down and removed them as well. She stood nude before him. He walked around her, taking his time to drink in her beauty and her need. When he reached out to cup her chin, turning her face so she met his eyes, he saw her tears. He bent forward and gently kissed each one until his mouth descended once more on hers, demanding she give him all of her. Her back pressed against his front, her eyes lowering to see his hands move to her breasts.

  Logan's hands cupped her breasts and she gasped, arching into his palms, offering them to him. Her eyes closed as his fingers closed around her taut, erect nipples, another moan escaping as he begin to roll them between his fingers. One hand drifted lower, caressing the skin of her stomach, goose bumps rising to meet his touch. When he reached the apex of her thighs, her body began to shake.

  ''Open for me,'' he said, softly, and she moved her feet wider, allowing him whatever he wished. His fingertips ran through the curls of her mound until he reached the core of her. Elizabeth was terrified she would soon collapse, until she felt his free arm around her waist, holding her against his chest, keeping her upright and close. He traced the lips of her sex with his finger, the slick moisture showing her intense state of arousal. Logan bent to lightly kiss the side of her neck, another moan breaking from her, so deep that it caused his own body to shiver. She had gradually been allowing herself to find her voice, to reach towards total freedom. He adored every sound she made.

  ''I love you,'' he said against her ear, his tongue briefly dipping in and then licking her earlobe. His fingers felt her body spasm, and he smiled, his tongue moving to taste her neck. He blew lightly across the wet skin. ''I will always love you,'' he said, before pressing his lips to her neck, sucking and biting lightly at the skin. Elizabeth felt moisture flood into her pussy, knew he felt it and knew it was going to glisten on her thighs as it flowed from her. Logan slowly pushed a single finger up inside.

  ''Ohhhh, God,'' she moaned, her stomach clenching, her legs shaking, as his mouth moved to the other side of her neck. He licked at her earlobe, her neck, biting each softly.

  ''I can't imagine life without you,'' he whispered, removing his finger from her pussy and then turning her to face him. She grabbed onto his upper arms for support as his hands cupped her bottom. ''I will never let you go,'' he said, as she tried to climb inside his skin, to surround her entire being with the love she knew he had for her and she for him. Logan bent his head and took her mouth, knowing the tears falling from her cheeks were ones of joy. Logan released her mouth, and lifting her, turned and set her down on the chaise. Elizabeth was panting, trying to control her breath, knowing he was in control and wanting it no other way.

  * * *

  A primal scream rocketed around the walls. Goose bumps broke out on his skin as he witnessed one of the most incredible sounds he had ever been privileged to hear. Dozens of candles flickered around them, the soft light seeming to dance across their skin. Her body was covered in a light sheen of perspiration, in testament to the intense play they had just completed. Her fingers were relaxed but securely held entwined with his much larger ones. He gently released her small hand after kissing each knuckle. Each kiss was accompanied by sweet whimpers issuing from her throat, sending delicious shivers down his spine. He moved his hand to gently encircle her neck, his fingers stroking her skin with no more pressure than a feather's touch. The man, his heart pounding, bent over the small frame of the woman, his other hand twisted in the long strands of her ebony hair as he gently turned her head to the side in order to more clearly see her face. She offered no resistance, her head pulled back, her throat exposed. Her eyes were glazed with feeling, her pupils huge, surrounded by an intense emerald green. Despite his recent release deep inside her, he felt his cock pulse as she submissively offered herself to whatever he desired. He felt her quivering all over, her muscles still contracting around his cock, as he remained deep inside her body.

  ''That was the most beautiful sound I've ever heard,'' he whispered, as he lowered his mouth to her ear. She barely stirred, every sense she owned strumming from the force of her climax. She moaned deep in her throat as his breath puffed into her ear, her senses so attuned to him that even that small movement caused her to want him again.

  He realized she had yet to return to him and smiled. ''Come back to me,'' he murmured, as his lips lightly brushed across her exposed throat before moving to caress her cheek. He never stopped gently stroking her skin. It took another several moments before she finally turned to press her face into the palm of his hand.

  ''Master?'' she whispered, as she began to become aware of her surroundings. ''Did … did I please you?'' He smiled and brushed his fingertips across her lips before searing her mouth with his own. She moaned deeply, her body instantly responding to his kiss. He pulled his lips from hers.

  ''You could not have pleased me more,'' he whispered softly.

  ''Thank you, Sir,'' she said, and then flushed and closed her eyes tightly.

  ''Open your eyes. Bask in the knowledge that you have not only served me well, you have proven you can do what few Submissives truly can.'' He paused as he watched her slowly open her eyes, the deep emerald depths clearing as they met his blue ones. As her lips began to curve into a soft smile, he bent and placed a gentle kiss upon her lips. ''Never be afraid to let go,'' he whispered, as he allowed his finger to caress the hollow of her throat. ''Feel free to fly because, my love, I will always be there to catch you when you fall.''

  As the candles began to flicker out, Logan slowly lifted Elizabeth off his body. She whimpered, wanting to always be exactly where she was. Logan smiled and lifted their joined hands, kissing each of her knuckles and then kissing the engagement ring he had just placed on her finger a short while ago.

  ''Liebchen,'' he whispered and watched as she managed to drag her eyes to his. ''It is getting cold, and we will be in the dark soon. Come, sweetheart, it is time to go back to the hotel.'' Elizabeth moaned and then allowed him to move, watching as he gathered her clothing. He dressed her slowly, her body still thrumming. She watched as he dressed, wishing they could stay in this room forever. Logan slowly drew her to her feet, cupping her face to kiss her once more.

  She went onto her tiptoes to cup his face. ''Your love is a gift I will always treasure. I will always love you, Sir.''

  Logan felt his heart fill, knowing he held the most precious treasure he would ever have. He began to blow out the few candles that had not yet burned out. When he turned to take her hand, he saw her standing at the end of the chaise, her fingers stroking the leather. He walked to her, picking up the flogger he had used on her body. She reached out with her free hand and allowed her fingers to drag down the length of the leather strands.

  ''Thank you for my gift,'' she said, lifting her eyes and smiling. It had been the most intense spanking she had ever had. Logan had alternated his strokes, the soft leather striking her skin until it was warmed, until her body was screaming for more. The next round had been far more intense, the small leather knots biting into her back, her bottom. She had squirmed and begged for release, only to have him bring her back to moaning with the soft end. By the time he had dropped the flogger, she was throbbing all over, her pussy dripping onto the leather of the chaise. He had bent her over the arm of the chaise, her hands behind her back, her fingers linked with his as he thrust into her from behind. She had exploded immediately, her contractions gripping his cock until he felt he would also explode. By the time he emptied into her, she had come twice more, her cries growing louder, her moans deeper.

  When he took her again, she had thought she would faint, her body so sensitive that every movement found her quivering under him. Logan made love to her
for hours. Even during the pauses to rest, she found his hands always on her somewhere. The last time—the moment she truly broke free and screamed, would always be in his heart. That was the moment his love learned how to fly.

  Logan went to her and drew her once more into his arms. ''Don't worry; this goes into our room. No one but you will ever lie upon it.''

  Elizabeth smiled and nodded. ''Only if you lie with me,'' she said.

  Logan grinned and dragged the soft end of the flogger over her arm before placing it back into the bag. ''That, my love, I can absolutely guarantee.''

  Logan led her back through the house, each room growing darker as the sun set behind the huge trees. Elizabeth smiled as she dropped the key to the door into his hand and closed his fingers over it.

  ''This house has been empty for so long,'' Elizabeth said. ''Empty of the sound of laughter and tears. Empty of the sound of joy and screams of pleasure.'' She paused as he locked the door. ''I will never forget the night we filled its walls with love again.''

  Logan nodded, taking her hand in his. ''Liebchen,'' he said, as he led her to the car and they turned back to look up at the house that had witnessed her flight. ''Dreams are best when shared. They come alive and grow with the more people who are allowed to embrace them. Elizabeth, you will share your dream with so many. Haven will never again be empty of love.''

  THE END

  To My Readers:

  As always, I thank you for purchasing my book. My deepest hope is that you laugh, smile and even cry, as you let my books carry you into another world. Thank you for sharing the lives and dreams of the characters in Designed for Submission. Each person comes alive for me, telling me their hopes and fears, sharing their secrets and their dreams. I am very proud of their determination to live their lives full of love and passion.

  I hope you love these people as well. Discover more about Haven and the people who help bring Elizabeth's dream to reality. Please look for Designing Haven-A Submissive's Dream—coming soon.

  Happy Reading – Maggie Ryan

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  Maggie Ryan

  Author for Blushing Books. I write both contemporary erotica and historical spanking romances. I enjoy writing about characters that enjoy the provocative D/S lifestyle of today’s times as well as taking a step back into the past to write stories that take place in the Victorian era with age-play as a theme.

  I have always loved reading. Growing up in a family with four children, it was difficult finding a place to be alone. I was probably one of the squeakiest clean girls on the planet as I would spend hours in the tub so I could read without being bothered. It wasn’t long before I began to make up my own endings to the books I was reading. From there, it just seemed natural to begin writing my own stories. One of my fondest memories was when I came home crying from school because my English teacher had accused me of cheating when entering a creative story contest because she didn’t believe I had actually written it myself. My mother marched right up to the school and gave her a piece of her mind and said I had been making up fantasies with a great deal of embellishment as long as I’d been alive. Needless to say, that taught me two things – don’t take bad reviews too personally and never let anyone tell you what or how to write the stories in your heart.

  I live in the great Lone Star State with my wonderfully supportive husband. We have four great children and have had all sorts of animals throughout the years – everything from a prehistoric looking iguana to a flop-eared bunny. My family loves the outdoors and we spend a lot of time camping and fishing. I also enjoy quilting, knitting and crocheting as I’m the type of woman who can’t seem to just ever sit with my hands idle.

  I never try to restrict myself to any one genre because there are just too many delicious possibilities out there and inside my head. I admit to being somewhat of a romantic though as my stories always must have a great deal of love, passion, corporal discipline and, of course, great, mind-blowing sex. I want my readers to be able to see, hear, feel and know the characters that I’m creating as well as I do when I bring them to life and find they tell me their stories and I simply put them down on paper. I want my women to be strong of character but also strong enough to know that submission given in love and trust to your partner does not make you weaker, it makes you far stronger. I want my men to be sexy, strong, demanding alpha males who know how to take what they want while acknowledging it is a gift they have been blessed with by the women that have chosen to submit to them. I want there to be no doubt that they truly would die for the other no matter how others might view their relationship.

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