A Dominant Anthology

by Ethan Radcliff

  He watched her and was mesmerized. She sat there in her black lace bra and panties. They were black and slinky, not a thong, but rode low on her hips and were high cut on her thighs. They left just enough of her body exposed. Her bra lifted her full breasts, the cleavage almost spilling over. A man could suffocate if his face happened to fall between them. He grinned. Just watching her stirred his passion for her. Christ, she made him so damn hard. She turned briefly and smiled at him. “Are you having fun?” she asked.

  “Yes,” he answered.

  “I see you like to watch a woman undress,” she murmured.

  “I do,” he answered, his voice low and sexy.

  She turned toward him. “Maybe I need to do my hair and makeup. I’d like to do this up proper for you.”

  “You don’t need any makeup,” he said, his eyes intent on hers.

  She bit her lower lip, and that action sent shivers down his spine. “No makeup and … no hair?”

  “No,” he said, leaning against the wall with his arms akimbo. “Baby, now take off the rest. Slowly.”

  “Joe,” she whispered. “Take it off?”

  “Yes, you know, nice and slow.” He moved from the wall to the front of the bed and stood before her. He took her hand and put it on his crotch.

  “Oh, damn, Joe. Oh God,” she said, biting down on her lip harder.

  “Yeah, baby, I never tire of you. My cock can attest to that.”

  “Joe,” she whispered and stood, crushing her body to his. She kissed his lips softly, giving him a coy smile, crushing her tits against his chest. Carefully and slowly, she slid down his body to her knees. She kneaded the crotch of his trousers, grabbing his cock.

  “I want to taste you, Joe,” she said, undoing his zipper and releasing his hard dick.

  He moaned, finding it hard to keep his balance as her hands removed his hardness from its restraints. She tilted her neck so her beautiful eyes could make contact with his. She had the sexiest little grin on her full lips. The tip of her pink tongue snaked out of her mouth and ran along her lip. Her tongue licked the precum on the tip of his cock then sucked it in, taking it all the way down her throat. One of his hands grabbed her by the hair.

  “Oh yeah, baby, suck me hard. But, damn, you’re not getting off that easy.”

  She let his cock slide from her mouth. “I was hoping you’d say that. I’m so hot my panties are soaking wet.” She took him back into her mouth, using her tongue to tease him.

  His hands stayed tangled in her hair. He pumped his cock into her mouth. “Come on, baby, fuck me with your mouth.” She obeyed, bobbing her head up and down, letting him slide in and out. His hands held her steady, knowing he could stop and pull her off him at any moment, and that moment was coming soon.

  He let out a slow low moan and pulled her up gently by her hair. When he was face to face with her, he saw the passion spread across her face and his precum glistening on her full lips. He wanted more, and he wanted this night to last. “You’ll take off the rest of those clothes for me, slowly. I’m going to fuck you every way I know how to.”

  He moved back from her. “Now strip like you mean it.”

  She did exactly what he told her to, a beautiful smile of her face. First, she let the straps of her bra fall down over her smooth shoulders. Her finger slipped beneath the fabric and pushed down one cup, exposing a dark luscious nipple. He ran his tongue over his lips. The anticipation was growing, and his cock was incredibly hard. He ached to cum but denied himself. He wanted more of what she had to offer. She exposed the other breast, playing with her nipple, bringing it to a little hardball. He’d never seen her like this. She surprised him at every turn.

  Then she swayed her hips as she unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor. Grinding her full hips, she took one hand and pushed him down onto the bed. Slowly, she danced before him, using her hands to outline her full curves. One finger then hooked the side of her panties and slid the side down her smooth thigh. Still she danced and swayed, mesmerizing him. He suddenly realized his mouth was gaping and his lips were dry. Was he panting? She turned from him and shook her voluptuous ass. He rubbed his cock. He’d never seen her like this.

  She walked over and clicked on the small CD player sitting on the nightstand, and to his surprise, ‘Another Day Without You’ by Jon Secada began to play. She danced to the song, her hands picking up her full head of hair as she jiggled her ass before him. Bending forward, she let her black lace underwear fall to her ankles and stepped out of them. She spread her thighs and danced, turning around to face him naked. Her dark hair cascaded down her shoulder and over her full breasts. He’d never seen a woman so desirable.

  “Get your clothes off,” she commanded him, gyrating before him.

  He tore the shirt he had on over his head and threw it off the bed. He raised his hips and was out of his jeans in seconds, letting his cock free. His hard dick stood at attention as his hand encompassed it. “Get on this,” he said.

  She slowly came to him, crawled on the bed, and hovered over him. Her hands took his cock and rubbed it against her clit repeatedly. “Oh fuck, Joe, you drive me crazy. I have never wanted to fuck any man the way I want to fuck you. You bring out the animal in me.”

  “Oh yeah, baby, fuck,” he whispered as his hand guided his cock into her. “Take all of me, baby,” he moaned. And she did.

  Sweat erupted on their bodies as she slammed into one another. Her slender fingers grabbed his strong shoulders as she rode him. One of his large hands grabbed her head and brought her lips to his. The kiss was deep and all consuming, the kind of kiss that is a prelude to an orgasm. Tight balls, aching belly, there was no way he could hold out any longer. He came hard and with such force, he thought he’d lose consciousness. He couldn’t speak. His orgasm stole reality from him.

  “Fuck!” he yelled.

  Her cunt was tight around his cock as her damp body collapsed onto his. They were silent for a few seconds. Warm lips touched his neck. He wrapped his arms around her.

  “I love you,” he said, holding back tears of ecstasy.

  “Joe,” she said breathlessly. ”Oh, God, I love you.”

  They stayed in each other’s arms for a while. “Babe, I need to get to sleep,” he said.

  “Yes,” she sighed with satisfaction. “You have to get to the gym early tomorrow. It’s Saturday, and you did promise Devon he could go along with you. He’s so excited, I’m sure he’ll be up at the crack of dawn.

  “Yes, I did. He loves it there. A good night’s sleep is in order. I think for us both.” They pulled down the covers, picked up their clothes, slipped into bed and into one another’s arms. Sleep took them within minutes.

  Chapter Five

  Morning came with the buzz of an alarm. Joe reached for his phone and swiped the screen. He opened one eye; shit, it was five thirty. He rolled onto his back, trying not to wake Darlene. He rubbed his eyes, and then tried to focus. When he was able to see, Devon was in his face.

  “Hi, Joe,” he said.

  “Hey, Dev,” Joe answered.

  “Don’t wake Mommy,” Devon whispered.

  “Too late, baby, mommy is up.” Darlene sat up, keeping the covers around her. “Go, baby, and get dressed. I left your clothes out on your chair.”

  “Okay, Mommy,” he said, running from the room.

  “That’s my cue,” she said, grabbing her satin robe. “I’ll whip up some eggs … protein?”

  He grabbed her. “I can think of something I want more.”

  “You’re insatiable,” she whispered.

  “Yes, when it comes to you, always,” he answered, pulling her toward him.

  Her body fell against his. “You’re my safe haven, the one person I know would never hurt me. The one person I can trust. My love for you has no boundaries,” she said as she took his hand to her lips and kissed his palm softly.

  He enjoyed her attention, but what he had done the other night came crashing in on him. It was as if someone had kick
ed him in the gut. The pain was emotional, but it hurt all the same. How could he have been such an asshole? He had it all; love, money, and fame, and he almost blew it all for a fucking blowjob.

  He thought of Mack and his behavior lately. He was a little puzzled. He remembered months ago, how he had ranted and raved about Joe’s behavior, the drugs, drinking, and whoring. Mack chewed his head off every weekend, and now he was condoning the exact behavior that had nearly ruined him. Joe was confused.

  Thinking about his stupidity the other night, cooled his ardor and pushed him out of bed. Darlene’s words of love and devotion unnerved him, and made him feel guilty. He gave her an apologetic smile. “Baby, I need to get moving,” he said. “And Devon needs you, more than I do.”

  He figured it was easier to head toward the shower. Perhaps the water would clear his head.

  ****

  A batch of scrambled eggs was steaming on a plate as he walked into the kitchen, and Devon was already chowing down on his own heap. He kissed Darlene’s cheek. “Thank you, babe, this is perfect, and it beats chugging them down raw.”

  “I figured that. I don’t know how you fighters do that. I’d upchuck for sure,” she said, making a face at him.

  He gave her a sexy grin and took his place at the table. He made quick work of the eggs on his plate and sipped a large cup of coffee. “Caffeine, what would we do without it,” he added as he took another swallow.

  “Have difficulty functioning,” she added and slid a small amount of eggs into her mouth.

  “What’s on your agenda after your two men leave for the gym?” he asked, wiping his mouth.

  “Let’s see−pedicure, manicure, and a dye job. I hate these telltale gray hairs. I also ordered a new comforter set for the bedroom, so I’m going to pick that up and do some cleaning before I redo the bed.”

  He rolled his eyes. “Sounds like fun.” Then he grinned.

  “Well, somebody I know won’t let me work. I need to do something, so I spend his hard earned money.”

  He broke into laughter. “That’s a good girl. You give it to me. I love it, babe.”

  She smiled at him then took the fork and slid it into her mouth, letting her tongue run along the tines. His eyes lit up and focused on her tongue. “I see you’re enjoying that egg,” he said, still eying her fork. He took another sip of his coffee.

  “I am, though earlier I would have preferred a different mouthful.”

  He coughed and nearly choked on his sip of coffee. “Darlene,” he said, shaking his head. He then looked to Devon who was practically licking his plate clean. He slowly looked up at her, watching her tongue now run along her bottom lip. He realized Devon hadn’t a clue what the conversation was about. He let out his breath slowly, grinning.

  “Perhaps I can feed your hunger later today,” he said, moving his hand across the table to hers.

  “I’m sure you can, but first, you have more important business.”

  Devon perked up and moved his empty plate away from him. “Yes, Joe, Mommy is right; we need to get to the gym. That’s important.”

  “I agree, Devon, getting to the gym on time is important. Are you all packed?”

  Darlene cleared the table. “Yes, he’s all packed. I just need to put a nice cold bottle of water in his bag,” she said.

  “Mommy,” Devon asked. “Didn’t you know they have water down at the gym.”

  “Oh, excuse me,” she said, “Sir Devon, thank you for telling me.”

  Devon giggled and got up from the table. “Are we ready, Joe?”

  “Yes we are, but first, I have to kiss your mommy goodbye.” Joe walked over to Darlene, who was loading up the dishwasher. He stopped her and put his arms around her, holding her close to kiss her cheek. A pang of remorse stretched across his chest. His mind was still on his actions from the night before. He’d been an asshole; he should have pushed the blonde away.

  “Okay, now it’s your turn, Devon. Give mommy a kiss,” Joe said, tousling the little boy’s dark thick hair.

  Devon got up on his tiptoes and kissed Darlene. Joe smiled warmly. He understood that kind of love. His mother was still alive and recovering from a serious disease. He was thankful to Darlene for stepping in and helping out. His mother had survived her bout with breast cancer and for that, he was grateful.

  Life, so far, was good. However, his stupidity the other night could still blow up in his face. His chest tightened. He’d been a jerk for losing control at the party, and he needed to get past it. He made a vow never to betray Darlene again.

  Before he left with Devon for the gym, he turned and wrapped his arms around her. “Thank you for loving me. I don’t think I say that often enough.” She kissed him on the cheek.

  “It’s nice to hear, Joe, so nice to hear.”

  He loved her. His love swelled his heart. The thought of losing her made him cringe, but he kept his cool. Maybe he needed that last episode for him to realize just how much he had to lose. His next words came from his heart; he could say them without hesitation. “You’ve made a better man of me. I’ll never let you or Devon down.”

  He grabbed Devon and left, feeling important with Devon at his side. If people didn’t know any better, Devon could pass for his kid. Devon had the same coloring as him except his eyes were an amazing shade of green.

  He finally felt secure, and he liked the way it felt. He had to get his mindset ready for the next two weeks. His training sessions would become grueling, but he had to make up for a great deal of time out of the ring. Some nights he was so exhausted he fell asleep while eating dinner, but Darlene was patient and would help him to bed. Those nights he learned how much the woman cared for him. Yet inside, deep in his heart, he still felt the guilt. He had a hard time letting go. He had to get past his current indiscretion and move on. Confessing his stupidity would only hurt her, and that was the last thing he wanted to do.

  Today he’d work himself into a sweat and make sure he was in pain at the end of his session. It wasn’t such a bad idea to show Devon how hard he had to work for what he wanted. He wanted to be the kind of man that deserved Darlene and her son.

  “Joe,” Devon said, watching him jump rope. “I wish I could jump rope as fast as you can.”

  He did some fancy steps, bringing a smile to the little boy’s face. “Could you do that at my age?” Devon asked.

  “Nope, I thought jumping rope was for girls until I saw my first fight and a movie called Rocky,” he explained, taking a break.

  “Girls?” Devon said, making a funny face. “No girls I know can jump rope like you can.”

  “Wanna try?” he asked.

  “Yeah, especially the twisting of the rope, that’s so cool.”

  Joe had to smile. Devon was refreshing and a good kid. “Okay, first let’s get you down to your undershirt, you know, like a pro.”

  Devon was more than cooperative as he unbuttoned the dark blue shirt he wore.

  “Okay, now watch and learn. I’ll jump then you do it,” Joe explained.

  By the time, he was done with showing Devon some of his training routines it was near dinnertime.

  “Think it’s time to go home. I bet mom will have dinner ready. If not, we’ll all go out for a bite to eat. So let’s get going,” he said, packing up his things. “We can clean up at home.”

  “Okay,” Devon said. “I’m taking showers now like a big kid.”

  “Great,” Joe said. “Then home to the showers we go,” he said.

  “Joe?” Devon asked.

  “What’s up, buddy?”

  “Are you going to marry Mommy?”

  Devon’s question stopped him in his tracks. Holy shit, he’d never given marriage much thought. Things were going so well, why fuck it up with marriage. Devon’s question needed an answer; he didn’t want to leave the kid hanging.

  “Right now we’re all getting to know one another better. We’re having fun, right?” Joe asked, looking down at him.

  “Yeah, but I’d like to ha
ve a daddy. I can’t think of anyone but you being my daddy. You’re the best, Joe, and I see how much Mommy likes you.”

  Again, he experienced a hard thud in his chest. If Darlene found out about the other night, their whole world would implode. She’d never understand, she’d never give him any slack, and he would agree with her. He deserved nothing. Fear encapsulated him. The thought of losing her made him sick to his stomach. And Devon, how could he hurt him? He loved the kid as if he was his own. He’d never fuck around again. He’d ream Mack a new asshole and tell him to stop the bullshit. He wanted no part of that world, and he wouldn’t return to it for anyone.

  Chapter Six

  Darlene sat at the kitchen table reading the newspaper. She raised her head to check the clock. Was it one o’clock already? Her stomach growled. She was hungry, and it was time for lunch. She sat back in her chair wondering what to have when the phone rang.

  “I wonder who that could be?” she mumbled as she pushed aside the paper and reached for her phone. “Mack’s number. What does he want?” she wondered aloud. “Hello,” she answered.

  “Darlene, sorry to bother you, but is Joe there?”

  Now she was puzzled. Why would he call her? “No, Mack, he’s at the gym. Did you try him there?”

  “No, it’s you I’d like to talk to.”

  “Me? Whatever for? You know I have nothing to do with his management or his boxing career.”

  “Darlene, you have more to do with all this than anyone else. Do you mind if I stop over for a few minutes?”

  The whole conversation confused her. “Sure, Mack, I was just going to have a bite to eat and another cup of coffee. Are you hungry?”

  “No, ma’am, I need to talk to you, but coffee would be fine,” he said.

  Darlene put her phone down. Why was she getting a strange feeling inside? Mack had never wanted to see her or talk to her without Joe around. She bit her lip. This wasn’t good, and she had a bad feeling about it. Mack was on his way. She needed to shower and dress.

  When she emerged from the shower and dried herself off, her head began to clear. Mack still wasn’t there, so she had time to put on some makeup and blow-dry her hair. Her mind always wandered when she stood to look at herself in the mirror. How did she get so damn lucky? Joe Murphy was one hell of a catch, even though he thought he was more trouble than he was worth. It took her weeks to get him focused again. He’d lost faith in himself, but she knew the man inside. There was so much he’d buried or hadn’t allowed to emerge.