“How do you serve me?”
“Any way you like, Sir.”
He couldn’t help but smile. She meant it. She would serve him any way he asked because she trusted him to never hurt her. He never would, not in any physical way. Her heart was another story altogether. Would it make a difference if he told her how deep he was in with her? That he’d never felt this much for another woman? Or would she just see it as one more lie he’d told her?
Sex. He’d bind her to him with sex. She’d be pissed when she found out the truth, but their relationship would have grounding. He was her Dom. He’d tell her to listen and she would, but only if he wrapped her in pleasure she knew she couldn’t get anywhere else.
He decided to start where he already was. He allowed his thumb to firmly rub her clitoris. That plump little nubbin quivered, and her cream coated Sean’s hand. Grace was biting her lip. He knew that his little sub was thinking of anything to get her mind off coming. She didn’t have permission, and she was obviously trying to be so, so good.
“Come for me, but quietly. I want not a word to pass those sweet lips or we’ll have some discipline.” He circled her clit, and her hips shook as she allowed the sensation to take her. Her breathy moans told him she’d enjoyed her orgasm. It was just a little starter orgasm, nothing compared to what he could give her, but the night was young. Grace was so responsive. He’d have her screaming by the time it was over. Then he’d get to discipline her. All just another part of the game.
Sean pulled his hand away and without really thinking about it, brought his fingers to his mouth. He loved the tangy taste of her. He licked his fingers then decided that little appetizer didn’t suit him. He needed more than an amuse-bouche.
Grace let out a breathy cry as he got down on his stomach and shoved his face in her pussy. He licked her from her pulsing clit to just before the rosette of her ass where he firmly intended to spend some time this evening. He gently ate at her tender labia, his tongue swirling, lapping up the cream that poured out of her. Her pussy was plump and ripe and ready to go off again. He brought two fingers up, coated them in her arousal and gently pushed them inside her cunt. His tongue set a firm, quick rhythm against her clit. He fucked her with his fingers and tongue until his sweet, obedient sub gave up and cried out over and over. Sean didn’t stop until her shaking did. Her whole body jumped as he gave her clit one last lick. Aftershocks.
Sean got up from the bed. Grace fell back with a little cry. He waited patiently for her to open her eyes. It took a moment, but those hazel beauties were round when she finally sat up.
“I know I wasn’t supposed to make a sound. I’m sorry, Sir.”
She wasn’t. He could tell. Again, another part of the game. He liked playing with Grace because she really was playing. She wanted the spanking he’d promised her. She would enjoy it thoroughly. He could play with her like this in the evenings and during the day she would turn her tart tongue on him and put him on his ass when he needed it. It was the best of both worlds. A submissive in the bedroom and an utterly reliable partner in the outside world.
“Hands and knees, little one. Present that ass to me.”
She wiggled it a little as she followed his command. She was saucy even when she was playing the game. She thought she knew what was going to happen. It was time to trip her up a little, to let her know she couldn’t count on her Dom to follow the rules.
“Discipline doesn’t always involve a spanking, little one. Sometimes it’s much worse.”
“How much worse?” She turned her head back, and Sean was happy with the bit of trepidation in her eyes.
“I hope you enjoyed those orgasms, sweetheart. They’re the last you’ll have for a bit.”
Sean got the vibrator he’d bought and carefully cleaned. He took up a position behind her and set it on a low hum. Grace’s pussy was wet with anticipation when he gently worked it into her. “Hold it in place, Grace. I’m not done showing you your toys yet.”
Her hand came up to hold the vibe in place. She wobbled for a moment but maintained her position. Sean took out his next little gift. A nice-sized plug. He chuckled as he lubed it up. Grace was already groaning. The vibe was starting to work back and forth, harder and faster in her pussy.
“Don’t you come, sub.” It was an order given with every bit of bite he’d have put into ordering around his old unit. The vibe’s motion slowed. “I swear I’ll have you tied to the headboard and feet in a spreader, and you’ll have to sleep that way. You won’t come for days, but you’ll suck me morning and night. Is that understood?”
“Yes, Sir.” She sounded like it was hard to concentrate. He intended to make it almost impossible.
“Now, when I say so, I want you to push back against me.”
Grace groaned and muttered a curse word under her breath. She seemed to know what was coming.
Sean smacked her ass. “Watch your language, little one.” He took the perfectly lubed plug and placed it against her tight little asshole. He worked the pink plug in just a bit. She was tight. Sean’s dick throbbed in anticipation. She was going to be like a vise on his cock. He rimmed her hole and started to thrust the plug into her ass in short strokes. Gradually his patience was rewarded as she began to flower open for him.
“Push back.”
Her backside obediently flattened out and pushed back against his hand. The plug slid home, deep inside her ass, opening her for his later use. Grace let out a shaky breath. Sean sat back on his heels and looked at her. The plug was a sweet little sign of his possession. Sean leaned over and kissed the dimples in her lower back. He ran his hands along the globes of her ass. She was so feminine. There was nothing bony or boyish about his Grace. She was made for a man to enjoy. Sean intended to be that man—the only one.
He reached down, and his hand replaced hers on the vibe. He fucked her gently, making sure to stop every time she approached orgasm. He used one hand on the vibe and let his free hand tug on the clamps, pulling and plucking her nipples like he was playing an instrument. Grace was shaking with the need to come after the time ticked on and on. Her head fell forward, and he knew she had reached her boundary. This was what a Dom did. He pushed his sub to find her limits and bring her the greatest pleasure she could experience.
“Beg me, Grace.”
She didn’t hesitate. “Please. Please, Sir. Please let me come.”
He decided it was time to give in. He picked up the condom he’d laid out and rolled it on his dick. “Since you asked so nicely. But not without me. Hold the vibe, little one.”
Her hand came up to keep her pussy filled. His balls drew up painfully at just the thought of what he was about to do. Sean gingerly pulled the plug out of her hole. The little rosette puckered and clenched as though trying to keep its prize. He had something bigger in mind. He squirted warm lube on his hands and stroked himself from bulb to base, making sure he was slippery. He heard Grace moan, and her hips shook. He could feel her heat from here. His hands were a little shaky, too. It had been so long since sex had been more than a physical itch to be scratched. There was so much more than his cock involved in this.
But his cock wanted its way now. Sean gripped her glorious, curvy hips and lined his dick up to her rosy ass. He couldn’t contain his groan as he pushed in, battling the little muscles he found there. Her anus clenched around him, sucking him in and pushing him out all at the same time. She felt so good. Without needing to be told, Grace pushed against him, aiding him. Inch by fiery inch, he tunneled his way in until there was nowhere further to go, until his balls were flush against her. Sean held himself there for a moment, enjoying the sensation of being balls deep in Grace’s ass.
“Please.” One little word that did strange things to his heart because it came out of her mouth.
“Yes, love.” Sean reached down and took the vibe, pushing her hand away. He wanted control. He wanted to be the one filling her from both ends. He flicked the little button that dialed the vibe up and then started fuck
ing her.
Grace was gone. She moaned and thrust back against him, bucking and thrashing in her attempt to get what had been denied her so long. He knew exactly what she was thinking because he was the man who had led her there. Sean stopped holding back, too. There was no place for finesse now. He pounded into her ass. He pulled out and shoved back in, the tight hole fighting him deliciously all the way. He moved the vibe in and out in time to the motion of his cock, flicking up to ensure the little rabbit head rubbed her clit. Grace screamed as she came. The sound was primal and entirely feminine. It filled Sean with pride and caused his balls to draw up even tighter. Grace thrust back against him, and the fight was over.
Sean released the vibe and gripped both of her hips savagely. He pushed her on and off his cock with no thought now except his own pleasure. Fire sizzled across his balls, and he groaned as come shot from his cock. Sean didn’t even try to hold himself up. He allowed himself to fall against her, his weight pressing her into the bed. His whole body felt languid as the blood pulsed through him. He wrapped his arms around Grace and was surrounded by the softness of her skin and the sweet smell of her body. Her red hair tickled him, and their legs tangled as he rolled off her, but kept her close to him. Grace laid her head across his chest. So sweet. So trusting.
“I’m going to draw us a bath and get you another glass of wine, little one.” The words were out of his mouth. He’d pushed them through.
Sean forced himself to move. He got up and went to the bathroom, disposed of the condom and cleaned himself off. He needed a minute. That hadn’t been sex. That had been something more, and he was a bit unsettled by it. God, he had a job to do. He didn’t want to do it. How long would the drug take? Not long, he hoped. He prayed Alex had prescribed the right dose. If anything happened to Grace, he would never be able to forgive himself. Sean went back in the bedroom. Maybe the damn drug would have done its work. He didn’t want to give her another dose. Damn it, he wouldn’t. If this dose didn’t do its job, then they would make it another night. He knew Ian would have his hide, but Sean didn’t care.
“Are you all right, Grace? I didn’t go easy on you.”
She had a dreamy little smile on her face as she looked up at him. “Yes, Sir.”
Sean kissed her forehead then climbed back in with her. He had a bit of aftercare to take care of before he went into professional mode. Grace rolled over so she was flat on her back. She was so gorgeous, a goddess in repose. With a little sound of regret, Sean reached over and gently detached the clamps on her nipples. Grace’s lovely face pinched a little against the pain the rush of blood caused. Sean leaned over and kissed the affected area before moving on to the second nipple. He lowered his head and kissed that one as well. This time Grace’s hand moved to his head. Her fingers tangled in his hair.
“I love you.” She breathed the words, but they still hit him like an out-of-control locomotive slamming into a little bug in its path. He stopped and was perfectly still as the reality hit him.
Grace loved him. She’d said the words. Grace had said the “L” word, and not the one that always made him a little hot. She’d said the one that scared the holy crap out of him. His heart pounded in his chest as he realized he was really expected to say something back to her. What was he supposed to say? He knew what he was supposed to say, but she wouldn’t believe him. She would believe him now, perhaps, but later she would think he’d lied. He didn’t want to lie to her. God, did he love Grace? He knew she was the one. He just didn’t know if he actually believed in the concept of love.
Grace sat up, lightly pushing him away. “Wow. That’ll teach me to speak without permission.”
Sean looked into her eyes. They were wide and wouldn’t quite catch his own. She looked down at her hands. “Grace…”
Her smile was far too bright when she finally looked at him. “You said something about a bath? I think a shower is more in order. I have a really early day tomorrow, and I’m feeling a little woozy. I should probably get some sleep.”
She started to scramble off the bed. Sean’s hand came out to grasp her wrist. “I said a bath, Grace. Are we or are we not still in the bedroom? I’m still in charge here.”
“I don’t want to play anymore, Sean.”
“I’m not playing. The sex might be a game, but the feelings are real. I’m honored that you feel that way, little one. I’m crazy about you, too.”
He pulled her back into his arms. She was stiff at first. He was patient. He ran his hands along her back, tracing the curve of her spine. He tangled their legs together, completely unwilling to give up their intimacy. His lips found her mouth, and he insistently found his way in. He groaned when she softened under him and submitted. He rolled her on her back and covered her body with his. He wasn’t going to let her go. He was never going to let her go. She was his.
Without a single thought to anything except branding her, Sean forced her legs apart. His dick was already at full attention again, something of a miracle. He’d always needed a bit of rest between bouts, but not with Grace. His hunger for her seemed insatiable. He placed his forehead against hers and thrust into her pussy.
“Oh, Sean.” No Sir this time. Sean knew she wasn’t playing. This wasn’t a game.
Sean pulled out and thrust back in. She felt perfect around him, so hot, so tight and needy. He couldn’t say it. He couldn’t tell her he loved her. But he could show her. He could give her this. Sean let his body lay on hers, forcing her to take every bit of his weight. She could handle it. She was his mate. Rather than protesting the rough treatment, Grace held on. Her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, and her hands dug into his back, urging him on. The first time had taken forever. This one was already racing to the conclusion. It felt too sweet to be inside her with nothing between them. Vaguely, alarm bells rang in Sean’s head. He wasn’t wearing a condom. He was going to come. He was going to come deep inside Grace. His balls drew up as though they completely agreed with that bad decision.
He didn’t pause. He shoved his full length deep inside. His pelvis ground down onto her clit. Grace moaned as she came, her legs a vise around his waist. Her pussy clamped down on his cock, and the deed was done. Those tiny muscles milked him. His eyes watered as he pumped come into her. He never wanted the sensation to end. He spasmed as he gave up the last of his semen and slumped forward into her arms. He laid there listening to the steady beat of her heart.
He was so fucked.
It didn’t matter. She wouldn’t believe him, so it didn’t matter what he said. He could be honest.
“I love you, too, Grace.”
He looked up so he could see her reaction, enjoy a little time with the only woman he’d ever said the words to.
Grace was asleep. The drug had finally done its work. It was time for Sean to do his.
Chapter Ten
“Took you long enough, man. I thought you were going to go another round.” Jake pulled away from the shadows, his lean body moving like a ghost. It was his special talent. Jacob Dean had been a ghost in Sean’s unit. Jake had been the one he sent in when the situation called for an invisible man. His old friend grinned at him, even white teeth showing through the low gloom of Grace’s living room. “And I thought Adam was going to die from the desire to be in your place.”
“He still might.” Sean was feeling a little savage. The last thing he needed was to be reminded that the ménage boys would love to take his place with Grace.
“Liam said you were taking it easy on Grace.” Adam followed Jake into the living room. He carried a small case with him. “That’s not what it sounded like from out here.”
Sean felt his jaw clench. He’d forgotten Liam had bugged the bedroom. He couldn’t stand the thought that they’d been listening to Grace’s breathy moans, her cries of pleasure. Those were for his ears alone. “You’re going to destroy that tape, Adam.”
He held his hands up. “Don’t blame me. And I don’t have the tape. It’s on a computer, and Eve already downloa
ded it.” Adam’s dark green eyes turned startlingly sympathetic. “You gotta watch it, man. I know she’s an amazing lady, but you can’t tell her you love her. She’s going to be hurt. She’s already crazy about you. She’s not some agent who’s playing a game. She’s a real woman, and she’ll take you seriously.”
“She was already drugged when I said it. She didn’t hear me.” Sean had to take comfort in the fact. The truth was the drug had been working in her system long before that. She probably wouldn’t remember she’d said I love you. That would be best for both of them. He didn’t want to talk about this. “Can we get this over with? Or have the two of you completely forgotten how to hack a system?”
Adam’s eyes narrowed. “I think I can handle it.”
“Yeah, like you handled it this afternoon when you were supposed to do a simple download so I didn’t have to fucking drug her?”
“Hey, asshole, I didn’t get a chance. Kayla walked in and wanted to talk. What was I supposed to do?”
Sean was well aware he was taking his anger out on his friend, but he couldn’t seem to help himself. “Maybe you can take her shopping, asshole. That’s all you seem to be good for lately.”
Jacob’s sigh filled the room. “I told you that you were pushing him, Adam. He isn’t like us. He’s very possessive. You need to keep your hands to yourself this time.”
“I just played with her a little.” Adam sounded a bit like a child who’d had a toy taken from him. He marched past Sean with a petulant look on his face. By the time Sean followed Jake, Adam was setting up his system. Sean went to the foyer and grabbed Grace’s bag. Within a couple of seconds, Adam had the systems set up. He stared at the computer, his hands flying across the keys. “It was just flirting. And maybe a little light make-out session.”
“Excuse me.” The words felt ice cold as they left Sean’s mouth.
“He’s joking.” Jake smacked his partner upside the back of his head. “Stop tugging the tiger’s tail or I’ll let him eat you. Do your job.”
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