“I can’t, Stephanie. Not now. You’ll have to make do with what’s in the contract.”
“Alright,” she said and sighed, her head back down on the pillow again.
“That was stupid of me. I didn’t realize how good you were. Roxie told me you had a reputation as someone hard to please, but who could get the job done. I didn’t know how right she was.”
“I’m not sure what the ladies around here might have to say, but I know what I like. And how to please a woman.” My fingers brushed down her neck then back up to tease her.
I decided then to give her another round of what she had been missing in her life. I could wait a little while longer. She was all but breathless as my lips danced slowly over her neck to a spot toward the back that I wanted to explore.
She held her breath as I kissed the spot until I nipped at it with my teeth and began to suck. The air exploded from her lungs, and her knees came up to clamp me between her thighs.
“Sir!” Her cry was a tease, a whisper that made me throb all over again. Yes, it said, I like that spot.
I sucked at it and ground into her heat, and I almost chuckled when I heard the silk rasp along the rails of the headboard. She wanted to move, but her body was hampered. It must have been hitting home that I could do anything I wanted to her now, that she’d beg me to do it, if only she knew exactly what it was she wanted.
I was a stranger to her, a man she’d met only hours before, but already I’d done far more than any other man had ever done. I’d shown her passion, the fulfillment of that passion, and how to want a man all over again when she thought she was done. I groaned with pleasure when she pushed herself into me, into the hardness of my cock, into the sucking of my lips on her neck, and into
the cup of my palm where one hand now cupped her breast. I tweaked her nipple, and she almost twitched away from me then. I pushed the top of her gown down, just enough to expose a pretty pink nipple, rosy with desire now that it was a tight bud. I scraped my tongue over it and drank in the sound of her groan with growing excitement.
“Sir, please. Don’t stop.” She wanted more, and I was more than willing to
give it to her.
Her skin was silky soft, scented gently with orange blossoms. She was pale, which told me she didn’t often go out in the sun. She wasn’t one for tanning beds, either, and I had to admit, that look had started to turn me off quite a few years ago. I breathed over the bud for a moment, scraped at it with my smooth chin, and finally, when her hips started to buck against mine, I took her nipple into my mouth and sucked at it with tight pressure. Her legs wrapped tightly around my hips, and I pushed myself down into her as a pang of pleasure tore through me.
She tasted so good, she felt so good, and for a moment my control slipped as I sucked at her nipple with glee. I felt her hands dance along my body, and I knew those touches were meant to urge me into action, into doing what she’d asked me not to do.
She pushed at the soft fabric of my pants, but I grabbed at her hand to make her stop. She gave a growl of frustration when I held her hand still and would not budge.
“You said you didn’t want me to fuck you, Steph. Stop it.” I was teasing us both now. I’d fuck her if I damned well felt like it, now that I knew she wanted it, but it was so fun to tell her no, to make her regret her own demands.
“But, Mr. Dark.” She breathed the words, and I could hear her desperation.
“No. You said no. You get this and nothing else.”
I pressed my fingers between us to the slip of her underwear and found her
clit quickly. “You can have my fingers on you, but not inside of you. You can even feel this.”
I paused to pull away, expose my cock, and slide it along her slit before I let the fabric go and spoke again. “But you can’t feel it inside of you.”
My fingers went back to her clit and pressed into her, just right. “This is all you get, princess.”
I slid two fingers down her folds and let my palm take over on her clit. She thrust up to meet the pressure, her body on fire all over again.
I pressed the length of my fingers against her and ground my palm down in
time to the suction of my lips on her nipple. I let her move this time, and my enjoyment of her sensual slither almost undid me, but I held on. I pressed and sucked until I felt her go tense, and her back arched. A sound tore from her throat, and I held on to her, lost in her beauty as she came again.
She didn’t just lay there this time, though; she moved against her bonds. “Let me please you. Please, sir, let me get you off.”
“And where did you learn such language, my pretty?” I asked, but I didn’t care. I was too busy releasing her hands and tying them in front of her to care.
“I watched videos, sir, a lot of them.” I heard her say, eager now to feel relief from the pressure in my cock and balls.
I stood and pulled at her until she moved down to her knees. I’d wanted it, pictured it, and now, I had to have it. “Well, then you know what I want, don’t you?”
“I admit, sir, I thought this was degrading in those videos, but I want it. I want your cock in my mouth.” She moved her head around, as if she sought the member out.
“This you mean?” I took my cock in my hand and let it slap gently at the right side of her face. She didn’t answer verbally. Instead, she took my cock between her lips eagerly, and I nearly came right then.
Her technique was naïve, but she caught on when I held my hand to her head. She moved on me at first, her hands between us to grip at my shaft. When she moved her hands and started to take more of me in her mouth, when she started to suck instead of just moving up and down, I began to thrust my hips. I’d lost my control then, and she might not realize it yet, but my sub was the master in that moment.
“Stephanie…” I ground out her name, my jaw clenched as I reached for that
moment. I needed to come. I’d pleasured her, fantasized about her, and now, I
needed relief. “Make me come, baby, make me come.”
Her sweet lips, so unpracticed but still so good, gripped at my cock, and when she purred in happiness, I felt my knees go weak. Orgasm hit me, and she didn’t pull away even when I tried to pull at her face. She swallowed every drop of me, like a good girl, and I let her have her way.
12
EMILY
T he soft buzz of my phone was an insistent noise I couldn’t ignore any