by Cher Carson
Running his hand up and down the length of her back, he said, “When the woman you love has sex with your best friend, it does a number on you, sweetheart. I wish I could say that I was able to just brush it off and tell myself that it was your loss, but that would be a lie and I don’t want any more lies between us.” He sighed and said, “I made myself crazy wondering what I’d done to drive you into his arms.”
Kissing his chest, she could feel the steady beat of his heart beneath her lips. A heart that was beaten and battered, thanks to her and Craig and the secret they still shared. If she thought it would help, she would consider telling him, but she had no doubt it could only hurt. “You didn’t do anything. It happened because we both had too much to drink, and Craig was doing God knows what else that night.” Caressing his chest, she asked, “How are things between you two now?”
He nuzzled his lips against her hair. “I don’t know. They’re okay, I guess. I try not to think about it. If I did, I’d go crazy.”
“Have you forgiven him?”
“I guess so, but I’ll never forget what he did to me, to us. I’ve tried to put myself in his position, I’ve tried to understand how he could have done that to me, but I can’t.”
If he knew the truth about what happened that night, that Craig made love to her knowing that she thought he was Dave, she knew there would be bloodshed. She reached up and drew his face down to kiss his lips. She needed the intimacy of that connection now, to remind her that slowly but surely they were finding their way back to each other. Within seconds, the kiss deepened, became hungrier, more intense.
Moaning into his mouth, she straddled his waist. She wanted to feel him filling her, now, but first she needed to repay her debt. Slithering down the length of his body, her eyes locked on his. “I want to taste you.”
He groaned, shaking his head. “You don’t know how much I want that, but I’m afraid if you do, it’ll be over before it starts.”
She smiled as inspiration struck. She got up and padded into the bathroom to look for his discoveries. She laughed when she found the item she’d hoped to find. “Great minds think alike, Briar.” She shook the tin can, grinning.
Easing up on his elbows, he eyed her warily. “What the hell are you going to do with that?”
“You know my favorite part of a hot fudge sundae is the whipped cream.”
He chuckled. “Liar.”
“You’re right; my favorite part is the banana.” She eyed his rock-hard cock hungrily, licking her lips. “And the nuts.”
He threw his head back on the pillow, closing his eyes. “Sweet Jesus.”
“So I’m thinking I might have to make my very own hot fudge sundae right here.” She pressed her finger to her lips. “Let’s see, I think I have everything I need. Oh wait, the only missing is the ice cream. Just let me…”
She took a few steps toward the door before he reached out to grab her wrist. “Get that sweet little ass over here now before I put you over my knee,” he growled.
She loved the sound of that. “Promises, promises.”
“Oh yeah? On the bed now. I want you on all fours with that sexy little ass up in the air.”
She was torn between turning him into a walking dessert and indulging a secret fantasy. The fantasy won out, for now.
“Gimme that,” he said, snatching the can out of her hand.
She wasted no time assuming the position. With her eyes closed and her face buried in the pillows, she had no idea what to expect, but she quickly realized that anticipation was half the fun. She shuddered when she felt his course jaw skimming her ass.
He nibbled at her soft skin with his teeth, licking and biting in equal measure. “You’re so hot,” he muttered. “I just want to blow my wad all over you. God, I want to make you mine in every way.”
She rotated her hips, wishing he saw fit to give her clit some attention. “So, what’s stopping you?”
He fisted his hand in her hair, pulling her hair just hard enough to make it sting her scalp. “Would you like that? Would you like me to shoot my hot come all over this luscious little body, baby?”
“Yes.”
He caught her off guard with a hard smack to the ass. “You forgot to say… sir.”
She had never seen this side of him before. He’d always been strong and aggressive, but this dominant streak was new to her. It made her wet and hot as she wavered on the dangerous side of sanity.
“Roll over; I want you to look at me.”
Disappointed that he was ending the game so soon, she rolled over, pouting.
“I need to know that you want this, that you understand what you’re asking of me.”
Stunned by the dark intensity in his eyes, she failed to respond at first. “Yes,” she whispered. “This is what I want.”
“Have you ever…”
She shook her head quickly. “No, never, but I’ve always been curious about what it would be like.”
“It can be incredible with the right partner.” He grabbed her ankles, bracing her feet on his chest. “This has been a part of my personality for a long time now. I think I used it as a defense mechanism, because I thought if I was the one in control, I wouldn’t get hurt again.”
“You want to dominate me so you won’t get hurt?”
“No, I want this with you because I think this is what we both want. Am I right?”
She shook her head, afraid to speak. She didn’t know what she’d just agreed to, but she trusted him implicitly. He would never hurt her.
“Are you afraid of what this means?” he asked, as though he were reading her mind.
Drawing her bottom lip between her teeth, she shook her head.
“You’re a strong, beautiful, independent woman,” he said, quietly. “I wouldn’t want to change that for anything.”
She was grateful he wasn’t asking her to try and be someone she wasn’t. She was willing to follow his lead only so far.
“The rules apply only behind closed doors. You and I are the only two people who would ever have to know.”
She was a doctor, a respected member of the community. Her patients needed to view her as a competent professional capable of making snap decisions when their lives depended on it, not a weak-willed woman incapable of thinking for herself. To the world, she would still be Dr. Monroe, but in the bedroom she would be his. “I’m sure this is what I want.”
Chapter Eleven
Dave hadn’t planned to introduce her to his penchant for dominance so soon, but her interest in rough play encouraged him to take the risk. “This is all about trust, baby. You have to be able to trust me, to give yourself over to me completely for this to work.” He smiled, kissing the inside of her leg. “There will be some ground rules. For starters, we need a safe word. If I ever cross a line or you feel uncomfortable, you use that word. What will it be?”
She hesitated. “How about sold?”
He smiled, thinking back to the night of the auction. “Okay, sold it is. If we do this, I need to have all of you,” he said, his eyes traveling the length of her body. “You know what that means, right?”
She sank her teeth into her bottom lip, looking uncertain. “Is it going to hurt?”
He ran his hand down the outside of her thigh, kissing the inside of her calf. He would never do anything to hurt her, but he wouldn’t sugar-coat this either. “Do you remember the night I took your virginity the first time? There was a bite of pain at first, but…”
She smiled. “But within seconds I was riding you as though my life depended on it. I remember.”
He looked at her, grateful that they had so much shared history to build a future on. She was his first love, his only love. He had claimed her virginity the first time and he couldn’t wait to do it all over again. Nothing that happened in the years between then and now mattered anymore. He didn’t care about what happened with Craig or the men she’d been with since. He was her man now and forever. That’s all he cared about.
“Dave
…”
She drew his attention with the sound of his name on her lips. “Sorry, baby, I guess I was somewhere else there for a minute.”
She frowned. “Are you okay? Do you need a minute?”
The last thing he wanted was to postpone their pleasure. He was dying to get lost in this moment with her. “No, I’m good. I just need to know you’re okay with this?”
She shook her head, nibbling on her bottom lip.
He recognized uncertainty when he saw it. “Roll over. We’re going to get you ready before we do anything.”
“I don’t have any lube or anything,” she said, rolling over. “Is that going to be a problem?”
He leaned over, kissing a moist path up her back. “No, just relax. You’re going to give me all the lube I need to prep that sweet ass for my cock, baby.” He brushed her hair aside and licked and sucked on her neck until she was grinding her hips into the mattress and whispering his name.
“That’s it,” he said, lying down beside her as he slid his hand between her legs. “Get nice and wet for me.” He thrust two fingers into her tight pussy as he rubbed his thumb over her clit. “You like that?”
“Yes, God, yes.”
Smiling, he rubbed her cream up her slit. He could feel her tense when he rubbed his finger around the tight hole. “Just relax, we’re not gonna do anything until you’re ready. By the time I’m finished with you, you’re going to be begging me to fuck your ass. In fact, I refuse to fuck you unless you beg me for it. Got it?”
He loved games of domination, but he knew this would be like no other game he ever played. He was finally earning the ultimate prize: submission from the woman he loved. After all these years, she was finally his again. Completely.
“Yes.”
Pulling his hands away, he said, “Yes what?”
“Yes, sir,” she whispered.
His cock stirred at the sound of that word on her lips. “That’s better.” He knew this was only the beginning of their journey into the darkness. He would introduce her to his world gradually, when he felt she was ready. For tonight, knowing that she trusted him enough to submit and share herself with him completely was enough.
Sliding the tip of his pinky into her tight hole, he said, “I want you to push back. Slide my finger in there deep, baby.”
She did as he asked, grinding against his finger. “Good girl.” He wished he could use both hands to pleasure her, but he had to work within the restraints of his bandaged hand. He pulled out, sliding his index finger in slowly. “Again.”
Fisting the sheets in her hands, she eased back.
“Don’t think about it, just do it.” He knew he sounded harsh, but she had to get out of her head if this was going to work. He kissed her shoulder and said, “You just need to feel, baby.”
Moaning, she began rotating her hips.
“That’s it. Now, I want you to reach between your legs and play with your clit while I finger fuck your ass, got it?”
“Yes, sir.”
He smiled. His baby was a quick learner. He watched the play of ecstasy cross her face, feeling like he was just given a glimpse into Heaven. This was what he wanted, every night for the rest of his life. “Nice. Does that feel good?”
Groaning, she squeezed her eyes shut. “Yes.”
He worked his finger in and out, pleased when she didn’t seem to notice that he was stretching her further to accommodate his girth. She was definitely getting close. “Stop,” he said, grabbing her wrist. “No more until I tell you to.”
“But… I’m so close,” she said, trying to open her eyes.
He knew she was close. Her eyes were unfocused, her breathing was rapid, and her cheeks were flushed, but he wasn’t going to let her come until his thick cock was firmly seated in her ass. “I want to see your hands above your head, now.”
Groaning, she complied with his demand.
He positioned himself behind her and spread her ass cheeks wide apart. God, he could come just thinking about sinking into her tight channel. Smearing her pussy juice over her tight hole, he asked, “Can you control yourself now?”
“I don’t know,” she whispered. “I’m so close. I need to come.”
“Listen to me, you can touch your clit again, but you stop if I tell you to. Is that understood?”
“Yes.”
He knew heightening her arousal would work to his advantage when he was trying to break through her barrier. He wanted her to be fixated on giving herself pleasure so she wouldn’t think about the modicum of pain.
Moaning, she unwittingly butted her ass against his cock as she rubbed her clit.
“That’s it. Now I want to see two fingers deep in your pussy as you rub your clit for me.”
Rubbing his cock around her tight hole, he watched her scale the peak of ecstasy as she played with her pussy. “Yeah, fuck, that’s so hot.” He tried to maintain control as he inched his cock into her ass. He was dying to sink in, balls deep, but he knew he couldn’t run the risk of hurting her. “I want you to beg me to fuck your ass now.” He gritted his teeth when she didn’t respond right away.
“Please, fuck my ass now. I need to feel your cock inside of me.”
Smiling, he spread her ass wide apart as he watched his cock disappear inside of her. Closing his eyes, he tilted his head back. He needed a minute to collect himself, or he was going to lose it.
“Oh God,” she murmured, forcing him back to reality.
Gripping her waist, he gave her a minute to adjust to the sensation. “You okay, babe?”
“Oh my God,” she said, quietly. “That’s so intense.”
He prayed she wasn’t going to ask him to pull out now; he didn’t think he could, even if his life depended on it. “Intense… good?”
“Yes, God, yes,” she said. “It hurts a little, but I love it.”
So, his angel liked a little pain with her pleasure. God, they would have so much fun together. “I’m glad.” Sinking his hands into her hips, he said, “I want to feel you come while I fuck your ass, okay?”
Without responding, she raised her ass higher as she began fingering her pussy.
She was so wet; he could see the juices trickling down the inside of her leg. If he wasn’t so immersed in the promise of pleasure before him, he would have greedily lapped it up. “That’s it, honey, make yourself come for me. Fuck… yes!” he shouted as he started thrusting in and out steadily, stretching her ass to accommodate him. She was so tight; it took everything in him to hold on.
“Oh my God, I love the way your cock feels in my ass,” she cried, clenching him even tighter. “It’s so hot.”
Hot didn’t even begin to describe it. From his position, this was downright combustible. He didn’t know which his cock liked better: her pussy or her ass. Either way, he was in the Promised Land. He knew he couldn’t hold off much longer. “Come for me, now!”
He felt her tighten around his cock as her body trembled with the force of her release. “Yes…” When he started seeing spots behind his eyes, he knew he needed a soft place to land. “Roll over. I want to see my come on your tits.”
She didn’t hesitate, rolling over on her back and spreading her legs on the outside of his thighs.
“Take my cock,” he growled, trying to ignore the urge to sink into the dripping wet pussy spread out before him. “Jerk me off. I want you to spread my come all over your tits.”
She fisted his cock in her hand, never taking her eyes off his face as she glided her hand up and down his shaft.
“That’s it…” He threw his head back. “Fuck, yeah… I’m gonna come, baby.” He opened his eyes in time to see hot bursts of come shoot out of his cock, onto her tits and abdomen.
Licking her lips, she spread his seed all over her tits, plucking her nipples.
It was the hottest thing he’d ever seen in his life. His woman, marked with his come, and the smile on her gorgeous face told him she couldn’t wait to do it all over again.
“Wow,” sh
e whispered. “That was amazing.”
He grinned. “That, my baby, was only the beginning.”
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