Naomi drifted in a pleasurable haze as Ezra lowered them into the water and quickly cleaned them both. She was too tired to think; her mind was blessedly quiet. She barely noticed when he stood her long enough to dry her form with a thick fluffy towel then she was back in his arms again.
She sighed contentedly when she was tucked into bed and she felt his big body wrap around hers, cocooning her in his warmth. Naomi drifted to sleep, knowing she was safe in this man’s arms.
* * *
Ezra lay with Naomi cuddled against him, indulging in what had become his favorite pastime: watching her sleep. He loved the way she snuggled so trustingly into his body, her body burrowing as close as possible as if even in sleep she was trying to find a way to connect with him.
He had dreaded sharing her, even with his best friend Levi, but somehow Naomi had made it about them and turned Levi into an extension of him, taking each touch, each stroke of Levi’s cock as Ezra’s.
Levi had basically been relegated in her mind at the time to the status of a human dildo. Something she couldn’t have made more obvious to both men, and Ezra couldn’t keep himself from smiling about it.
Levi might have touched his little sub’s body but he hadn’t touched the heart of her down deep where Ezra lived and breathed.
Ezra pressed a kiss to her brow; he only hoped whatever Naomi felt for him, it would last beyond the fantasy of the last two weeks.
Chapter Ten
Naomi woke to the feel of Ezra pressing kisses across her naked form. She moaned as he sucked a nipple deeply into his mouth and worried it, first with his tongue and then gave a little pinching nip with his teeth.
Her back arched as pleasure shot like an arrow from her nipple straight to her clit.
Ezra released her nipple with a popping sound, looking up at her through his slumberous gaze. “Good morning,” he said before sucking her other nipple into his mouth to treat it to the same pleasurable torture.
As he devoured her breast, his hand slipped between her thighs to stroke through her wet folds and then he sent two fingers deep inside her while his thumb played across her clit.
“Good morning, Daddy,” Naomi panted as her pleasure built.
Ezra released her nipples and withdrew his fingers, leaving her feeling empty and bereft but he quickly moved over her, making a place for himself between her legs with his thighs as he spread her wide.
She gasped as the broad head of his cock teased her entrance while his hands came up to cup her face, forcing her to look into his eyes. “I need you,” he whispered hoarsely.
Naomi lifted her hands to grip his wrists as she stared up at him. “I’m right here, Daddy. Take what belongs to you.”
The feel of his cock slowly filling her as she stared deeply into his eyes stole her breath. It felt as if he were driving himself deeply and inexorably into her soul.
Then he was all the way inside of her and she could feel his balls pressing against her entrance as he sought to go even deeper. Her breath came in a shuddering gasp as he began to rock against her, never withdrawing but somehow seeming to sink deeper with every rocking thrust.
Ezra began to plant soft kisses all over her face as he continued with his slow rocking motion, rotating his hips to grind against her clit with every inward motion.
She moaned softly as her pleasure built slowly, an orgasm washing over her suddenly and stealing her breath completely as wave after wave of pleasure crashed into her.
Ezra began to lick and nibble softly at her lips, never ceasing the gentle rocking of his hips as the wave she was riding carried her higher and higher, his eyes never leaving hers.
Suddenly she was afraid of the fall that seemed to be looming before her and she thrashed beneath him. “I can’t... I... I... no, Daddy... please!”
“I’ve got you, baby, just let go...I promise I’ve got you,” Ezra told her as he took her mouth hard, driving his tongue deep as he moved harder against her, sending her soaring.
Naomi cried out his name, shuddering beneath him as she felt the heat of his seed bathing her womb, which sent another wave of pleasure crashing through her. Tears began to fall down her cheeks as she held him tightly to her in the aftermath, terrified of what would happen to them when this moment ended... knowing it was over.
She loved this man with everything she was and everything she would ever be... but she wasn’t sure that would be enough for him.
He kissed her again softly before he withdrew from her body and Naomi physically ached to have him deep inside her again. Her body felt empty.
“Thank you, Naomi,” he said simply as he came to stand by the side of the bed. “I brought your clothes up earlier and feel free to take any clothing I gave you while you were here.”
“Ezra...” she began but he held up a hand, stopping her words.
“We’ll talk over breakfast before you head home.” Ezra straightened from the bed and started out the door, calling over his shoulder, “Come downstairs as soon as you’re ready.”
Naomi sat in the middle of the bed, feeling like her heart was breaking into a million pieces. He was really going to send her away.
Taking a deep breath, she hurried to the bathroom for a quick shower. Delaying the inevitable wouldn’t keep it from happening so she might as well get down to business.
She took her overnight bag he’d brought up and dressed quickly in the same clothing she’d arrived in, noting it was clean. Naomi glanced at the closet and dresser where the few clothes he allowed during her stay were put away but she honestly couldn’t bear the thought of ever wearing them again so she left them.
Once she’d slipped her feet into her sandals, Naomi grabbed her bag and left the oasis she’d shared with Ezra for the last two weeks as the door closed behind her. It snapped shut with a finality that brought tears to her eyes.
Naomi hastily brushed them away; now was not the time for tears. She would have plenty of time to cry out her misery once she was well away from Ezra. Right now she would be a mature adult and thank him for the last two weeks before she left.
Ezra was sitting in front of an untouched plate of eggs, bacon, and pancakes with an identical plate in front of the place she normally sat.
“Everything is ready. I think I have all your favorites with plenty of butter and syrup,” he told her with a smile.
The reminder of all the times he teased her about the quantity of what she liked on her pancakes only served to intensify the ache in her heart. “I’m not really hungry this morning,” she said softly as she sat down and pushed the plate away.
“You’re always hungry in the morning. A good breakfast is important to start the day...” he began but Naomi cut in.
“You aren’t my daddy, Ezra,” Naomi said with a little more bite than she intended to use, making herself wince. “I’m sorry, that was uncalled for. I’m just not hungry.”
He reached over and squeezed her hand. “Naomi, I’m not trying to hurt you.”
“I know that, Ezra. Our time together is at an end. I knew it was only going to be two weeks. I just never expected to fall...”
Ezra pressed his fingers against her lips, effectively stopping her words.
“You need time away from here... away from me before you commit to any emotion,” he said quietly.
She pushed his hand away with a frown. “I know how I feel.”
“We’ve been living in a fantasy bubble for the last two weeks. D/s can blur the lines between passion and deeper feelings. You need a little distance and time to really examine your feelings before you’ll be sure what you feel about me and about this lifestyle,” Ezra said firmly.
“This might shock you, Ezra, but I actually had orgasms with men before I met you and never once did I think I was in love,” Naomi said disgustedly, rising from the table.
He stood too and caught her by the shoulders before she could walk away. “A month, Naomi, all I’m asking is that you give me a month before we have this conversation.”
For a brief sec
ond her heart leapt with hope. “You want to spend another month with me?”
He shook his head sharply. “I meant spend a month away from me... away from this place and then I will come see you and we can talk about everything you feel.”
Fresh hurt made tears well in her eyes once more and this time there was no stopping them. “I know what I feel now!” she cried passionately, pulling away from him with her fist pressed against her heart.
“Naomi, you need this time; we both do. I promise I will come to you at the end of the month.”
“Fine. Whatever. Thanks for the...” Naomi was at a loss; should she say thanks for the sex? Thanks for the mind-blowing pleasure? Thanks for changing my life forever? She sighed, walking to him and pressing a kiss to his cheek. “Thanks for everything.”
Then she turned and walked away.
* * *
Watching Naomi walk away was the hardest thing he’d ever done but they both needed this time. It was the only way to know for sure if what either of them felt could exist outside the fantasy world they’d lived in for the last two weeks.
A month was all they needed and he hoped with everything in him that when the month was over, he could go to her and bring her home.
* * *
Naomi cried most of the weekend. She missed Ezra so badly; she wanted him to hold her and tell her everything would be okay.
Her body was sensitive, achy, and empty and she didn’t fool herself. Naomi wanted more than to be held—she wanted to be fucked and fucked hard by her daddy.
The dark things he’d taught her body to crave, to expect magnified the emptiness.
She also wanted him to spank her, spank her hard and release her from the prison of her mind. He could take her to that quiet place where she could let it all go and float.
Then she wanted to kick him because she felt this way at all.
Naomi wallowed in that cycle for a week. Despair, longing, and anger... repeat.
She returned to work and functioned. She was a financial analyst at a local oil company dealing with oil and gas leases in the state. It was a relief to lose herself in numbers, contracts, and payments for several hours each day.
She had avoided her best friend Lacy for the last week but this morning she’d shown up at Naomi’s office door with a determined look on her face. “Lunch today. No more excuses.”
Lacy left before Naomi could argue and she knew it was time to tell her friend everything. Maybe it would help ease the ache in her heart to share the burden with Lacy.
Lacy stared at her with wide brown eyes. “Let me get this straight. On your vacation you were basically at sex camp?”
Naomi almost spit out the drink she’d taken at her friend’s words. She managed to swallow and sputtered out an incredulous laugh. Leave it to Lacy to take a complicated situation and make it simple. “I guess that is one way to look at it.”
“So instead of this one time at band camp, it’s this one time at sex camp I fell in love with my counselor,” the other woman said thoughtfully.
That time Naomi laughed for real. “Yes, that is it in a nutshell. I went to explore my sexuality and learned things I would never have believed about myself, but I never expected to fall in love.”
Lacy chewed a French fry thoughtfully before speaking. “Is it possible Ezra fell in love too?”
“He sent me away, which I would think would mean that wasn’t at all a possibility,” Naomi said flatly.
“No. He said you both needed distance and space away from each other for a month to examine your feelings then he plans to come to you. If he just wanted to give you the kiss-off, would he plan to see you again?” Lacy asked.
Naomi blinked; she’d been so focused on the fact that he’d sent her away, she hadn’t even thought about him saying they both needed the time. But when she felt that little spark of hope, she nipped it in the bud.
No, she was not going to run on false hope for the next three weeks.
She did feel better now that she’d shared her situation with Lacy. Now she could put herself back together and try to heal. If she put it off for some false hope, she’d be back at square one.
“I can’t think that way, Lace. I have to deal with where I am right now or I won’t ever be able to get past it. Do you want to go with me to Sarah’s Secret after work? I need a good vibrating dildo.”
This time it was Lacy’s turn to choke. She went with her and in the end they both left the sex boutique with dark bags holding instruments of pleasure.
Chapter Eleven
Naomi was cleaning her apartment when the doorbell rang demandingly. She touched the haphazard bun in her hair and shook her head as she eyed the ratty shorts and t-shirt she was wearing but decided she was what she was today and opened the door.
Ezra stood there looking at her expectantly. “God, I’ve missed you,” he told her huskily.
Without thought Naomi flew into his arms, her mouth reaching up as his descended to kiss her deeply.
Their tongues rubbed hungrily against each other as he walked her backward into the apartment and kicked the door shut. Ezra pulled the t-shirt over her head and made short work of her bra before pulling her shorts down.
Naomi kicked her shorts away, glad she hadn’t bothered with panties as she went to her knees and unzipped Ezra’s jeans, groaning throatily as his hard cock sprang into her hands.
Her mouth watered as she stroked it a few times before leaning forward to suck the broad head into her mouth. She moaned around it as she sucked and licked, paying special attention to the slit in the tip and catching all the pre-cum she found there.
Ezra moaned and fisted his hands in her hair as he began to force more of his cock into her mouth. Everything in Naomi went soft at the dominance of the action. God, she’d missed this! Missed him!
She moved her thighs further apart to brace herself as he began to fuck her mouth hard. Naomi gagged and whimpered, tears leaking from her eyes as she did her best to suck and lick every part of his cock she could.
Ezra pulled away from her, releasing his cock from the prison of her mouth and Naomi cried out at the loss, reaching for him again. He stopped her firmly by turning her away from him and pressing her chest to the floor and then she felt the swollen head of his cock pushing against her entrance.
“Yes... hurry,” she begged, only to receive a sharp slap to her ass.
“Stay,” he commanded firmly and she could hear him behind her stripping off the rest of his clothes and then he was back with that delicious pressure just before he slammed inside to the hilt.
Her back bowed at the forcefulness of the joining tissues giving way to make room for his girth, stretching with a painful pinch that had her panting for more.
Using his thighs, Ezra spread her legs even further apart then moved a hand beneath her to deliver a sharp swat to her pussy where it stretched tightly around his cock.
“Oh, god, Ezra!” she cried as his hand fell sharply again and again.
“Did you miss me, baby?” he asked, swatting her wet pussy even harder as he ground himself deeply inside her. Every swat caught her rapidly swelling clit and drove her need higher.
“Yessss!” Naomi screamed as she came hard. That seemed to be all he had been waiting for because Ezra gripped her hips and began to pound in and out of her without mercy.
He fucked her from one orgasm straight into another as she wailed her pleasure. Ezra reached around to pinch her clit as he pounded into her even harder, forcing a third orgasm from her trembling body before he groaned his own release into the back of her neck.
They lay there on the floor in a satiated tangle of arms and legs for a few minutes before sanity invaded Naomi’s mind and she got angry.
Pulling away from him, she stood to glare down at him. “What the hell, Ezra?”
He sat up, completely unashamed of his nakedness. “I told you I missed you.”
Naomi saw red, walking to a bookshelf against the wall and picking up the first thing
she found, which was a glass paperweight. “So you thought you’d just come have a quickie?” she yelled as she launched it at his head.
Ezra dove out of the line of fire and managed to dodge the two books that flew at him next as well. “Naomi, stop this right now,” he commanded.
“Fuck you, Ezra!” Naomi yelled as she threw another book.
He was heading straight for her as she threw it and ducked before catching her by the arm. “I said stop it, young lady.”
“And I said fuck you!” she said as she kicked at him with her bare foot.
Ezra went down on one knee, pulling her bare form across it. “I will settle you down one way or another.”
“Don’t you dare!” Naomi yelled as he began to apply the flat of his hand on her upturned bottom with vigor.
“I will dare a lot of things when it comes to you, my sweet sub,” Ezra told her as he spanked the under curve of her ass and delivered swat after swat to one sit spot.
“Oh, please... no more there... somewhere else, please!” she wailed, kicking her legs frantically as he continued to spank the same spot.
“Who is in charge?” he asked firmly as he continued to spank the same spot until she collapsed over his knee with a sob.
“You are,” she cried, accepting the spanking.
“Good girl,” Ezra told her before he moved to give the other sit spot the exact same treatment the first side had received.
“Please, Ezra... I’ll be good!” Naomi wailed as the burn sank deeply into the tender flesh of her ass.
“Who?” he asked with an even harder swat.
“Daddy! Daddy, I’ll be good!” she cried and just that fast she was cuddled in his arms, her head pressed against his beating heart as she cried out all the sorrow of the last month.
When she finally quieted, he pulled her away from his chest to look down into her tearstained face. “I love you, Naomi.”
Naomi felt her chin quiver as emotion swamped her. “You sent me away.”
“We both needed time away from the fantasy of everything we’d shared to be sure of what we were feeling,” Ezra told her.
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