Blushing Violet (12 page)

“I’m sorry, Master, please—I need…” Her gaze skittered down to his erection pressing against his pants. “I need your cock inside me.” Just saying the word out loud made her blush with embarrassment, but she knew Carlos liked her to use dirty words with him.

“You think I should reward your bad behavior by fucking that wet, hot pussy? That I should shove my cock inside you so your cunt can squeeze it while you come?”

Her bones went liquid and her breath came out in a shudder. “Please, Master.”

His lips tightened and his dark eyes turned cold. “I don’t reward subs for trying to take their own pleasure. Take off your panties, then turn around and bend over. Place your hands on the bed.”

She almost fell as she tried to comply with his orders as quickly as possible. Untangling her panties from her feet she did as he asked, pleased by the guttural sound of masculine desire he made when she bent over and spread her legs. Clothing rustled from behind her and she tried to look at him from over her shoulder.

She had a brief glimpse of dark skin stretched over firm muscle before he said, “Eyes on the wall in front of you.”

The handle of the side table where she kept her toys and condoms next to her bed jingled and her pussy clenched in anticipation. When he grabbed her bottom with both hands a moment later and spread her butt cheeks she moaned as his thumbs dug into her flesh. His grasp felt so solid, so secure as he pushed her closer to the edge. “Rest your cheek against the bed and hold your ass open for me like a good girl.”

She did as he commanded, feeling utterly exposed and vulnerable before him. A moment later something cold and wet squirted over her exposed anus and she flinched at the chill. Playing with her ass had always seemed so very naughty to her, so she enjoyed the feeling of breaking a taboo as he rubbed the lube in with his finger. “I’m going to fuck your ass, Violet.”

She pressed back into his finger, silently inviting him to go farther. So far she’d just had Carlos’ and Morgan’s fingers along with a few toys in her bottom, but the thought of having his cock in there made her weak with want. As one finger slid in, the ring of muscles in her anus stung and burned. She made a little noise deep in her throat and his other hand began to trace circles around her clit again.

Heaviness suffused her limbs and she closed her eyes, floating in darkness as he continued to stroke and stretch her bottom while he gently played with her clit. Soft, butterfly-light strokes that weren’t enough to get her off, only to increase her pleasure until she was bucking back into his hand.

A second finger joined the first and the burn intensified again. As she groaned he pinched her clit and the burn became an intense pleasure. “More, please,” she whispered.

He scissored his finger back and forth in her bottom, and shudders of pleasure racked her. “I wish you could see how erotic your tight, pink ass looks gripping my fingers.”

She rocked her hips into his hand, a slow, steady pace that increased until she was burying him to the knuckle with each flex of her body. He started to work in a third finger and she bit her lower lip at the pain. For a long time he didn’t move, just let her adjust to the feeling of him inside her.

His other hand moved away from her clit and he slid two fingers into her pussy. She immediately hovered on the brink of orgasm as he pressed into her G-spot, stroking her with both hands as he played with her body like the Master Dom he was. Thought was beyond her as she gave herself over to pure sensation, her muscles coiling tighter and tighter.

He pressed down with both hands inside her, rubbing his fingers together against the thin membrane that separated her pussy and ass. “Feel that? Now imagine that’s two cocks inside you, rubbing together as we fuck you. Imagine Morgan’s cock filling your pussy while I fill your ass. How fucking amazing that would be.”

All she could do was moan as he began to finger her in earnest. “I’d love to see you stretched out with our cocks, out of your mind while we fucked you until you couldn’t walk.”

He pulled his fingers out and she let out a long, pained moan. Her whole body was on fire and it felt as if her pussy was so swollen that it was bruised. Her anus throbbed after the intrusion of his fingers and another squirt of lube was rubbed into it. Foil ripped and she held her breath as she waited for his touch.

A moment later the substantial head of his cock began to breach her ass and she stifled a scream. He was so big, so much thicker than his fingers, and it hurt. He paused and gently rocked his hips back and forth so the head of his cock popped in and out of her ass. “You are so tight, it feels fantastic.”

She moaned when the familiar sound of a vibrator buzzing filled the air. He pressed the little silver bullet into her hand. “For being such a good girl, you can come as much as you want while I fuck your tender little asshole.”

The second the vibrator touched her clit she came with a loud scream. He swore softly as he pushed his cock into her, fighting the contractions of her body as she continued to come and shudder, thoughts filled with the wickedness of having his cock in her ass, of the painful burn that translated to pleasure from her overstimulated body.

“Please, Master, fuck me,” she panted and pressed her ass into him, the burn of his cock stretching her insides while her clit twitched and jumped with the aftershocks of her orgasm.

He set a slow, steady pace, until he finally was able to fully sink his cock into her body. When his hips met her ass he groaned and leaned forward, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples while he withdrew just the smallest bit before slamming himself back home.

She tightened her ass and was rewarded with a hiss as Carlos grabbed her breasts. The vibrator hummed against her clit, driving her to seek her own release. The long, slow slide of his cock in and out of her ass made her tighten and moan beneath him. He released her breasts and pushed himself upright, grabbing her hips with both hands. Anticipation made her tense and he traced one finger down her spine from the base of her neck to where his erection pressed into her.

Then he began to fuck her in earnest.

The bed rocked beneath her cheek as he pounded himself into her, the hard muscles of his body smacking against her as he gripped her hips. She moaned with need as his ruthless thrusting drove her closer to the edge. The need became overwhelming and all of her attention narrowed down to his body moving within hers, the scent of their combined musk, and steady thrum of the vibe as she pressed it directly onto her clit.

He must have felt her orgasm approaching because he picked up speed until their bodies came together with a loud smack of flesh. “Come for me, my Violet,” he said in a guttural tone.

She froze, trembled on the brink until his hand came down on her ass with a loud smack. That jolt of hot pain sent her over the edge and she dropped the vibe as her body forgot everything but the amazing rush of her release. It felt so good to come with his cock stuffed in her ass and the orgasm was hard and intense.

“I’m coming,” he said with a low moan and ground his hips into her body, riding the waves of her orgasm. She could feel his cock twitch and throb in her ass but she was too weak to do anything but rub her cheek against the comforter covering her bed as he emptied himself.

In a marked contrast to the hard and deliciously painful fuck he had given her mere moments before, his withdrawal from her body was gentle. He stroked her back and made a soothing sound as she flinched when he finally pulled all the way out. As soon as his body was no longer tethering hers, she wiggled a few inches up to her pillow and collapsed, spread-eagle. Through a slit in her curtains the last orange vestiges of dusk burned away to darkness.

Today had not gone as she had planned, at all, and she couldn’t be happier. The ever-present ache in her heart had vanished and in its wake burned a warm glow that seemed to illuminate her from the inside. Not only was she back together with Carlos, but he had introduced her to his father. Somehow that made their relationship seem more official and she couldn’t help the smile that curved her lips, still sensitive from Carlos’ demanding kisses.

Little tremors shook her body and as the sweat began to cool on her skin she felt chilled, but was far too lazy to make the effort of covering herself. From the bathroom came the sound of running water and she wondered if Carlos would carry her into the shower and hold her up to wash her. The thought of moving anything beyond her eyelids seemed ludicrous.

The door to the small bathroom off her bedroom opened and she halfheartedly lifted her head, then let it flop back down. Carlos laughed and said in a teasing voice, “Are you okay?”

She blew a strand of hair off her face. “Ask me again when my brain decides to return to my body.”

The bed dipped as he sat on the edge and she could feel the heat of his body. With a delicate touch, he cleaned her privates, paying special attention to her bottom. She winced as he wiped her clean and he slowed his movements. “Violet, are you sure you’re okay?”

“Mmhmmm.” Her anus still hurt, but it was nothing compared to the memory of him filling her as she came hard enough to blast her mind into outerspace.

A soft towel dried her off, then he gently inspected her bottom. “No tearing, but you may be a little sore.”

Her body roused at the butterfly-soft stroke of his fingers over her anus, nerves sparking to life. He pressed gently against the entrance to her ass and she squirmed beneath his touch, at once aroused and hurting. He chuckled and the bed dipped again as he stood and returned to the bathroom.

She had no idea how much time had passed, but when he returned to bed he gathered her unresisting body into his arms and slid her beneath the covers. His warm body felt so good to snuggle back against beneath her clean sheets and the scent of their lovemaking hung in the air. The crisp hair on his chest tickled her back as she pressed into him, secretly pleased by the way his cock thickened and grew hard against her ass.

He gripped her hips, his fingers sinking into her softness. “Stay still, you little minx. Your body isn’t up for another round quite yet.”

She pouted and turned in his arms to face him, placing a gentle kiss on his lips. “Thank you, Master, that was amazing.”

Heat flickered in the depths of his dark eyes and his cock twitched against her belly. “I meant what I said, Violet.”

His hair was soft beneath her fingertips as she brushed it back from his forehead. “What are you talking about?”

“I would love to share you with your other boyfriend, Morgan, in bed.”

She tried to pull back, but his arms locked around her in a steel vise. “Uh, I don’t think that would be a good idea.”

Little tingles of pleasure followed his fingertips as he stroked the tense muscles of her back. “What part about the idea bothers you the most? Honestly.”

“What if you two fight?”

“Well, I can’t speak for him, but if you like him as much as you like me I’d hazard a guess that he’s a pretty decent guy. And I don’t generally go around kicking pretty decent guy’s asses.”

She frowned at him. “I’m serious. What if you get jealous, or he gets jealous and I lose you both?” Her voice grew thick. “I know it is horribly selfish and unfair, but I want both of you and I don’t want to share you with anyone else.”

He continued to stroke her body with long, slow movements. “I wish I could promise that I won’t be jealous, but I can’t. I do know that long-term I couldn’t handle knowing there was another man in your life if he was a complete stranger to me.”

She nodded and swallowed past her runaway emotions that had her close to tears again. “I can understand that.” She darted a glance up at his face, curling her fingers through his chest hair. “Morgan wants to meet you as well.”

“He does?”

“Yeah.” She smoothed her hand over his shoulder. “I-I was pretty miserable after our fight.”

“Don’t you have to talk to someone in order to fight with them?”

She pressed her forehead against his chest and mumbled, “You know what I mean.”

“I do, but I’m still a little ticked that you wouldn’t talk to me.” He took a deep breath and her body rose and fell with the motion. “Without honesty between us there is no hope for any kind of relationship working. I don’t care if it’s just me and you, or all three of us. You can’t just run away when things get tough.”

Guilt left a sour taste in her mouth. What he had described was exactly what her mother did, and she hated it. When things didn’t go the way she wanted, her mother would ignore someone until she got her way. Violet had been on the receiving end of that frosty silence more than once and she despised it. The thought that she did the same thing to Carlos made her feel at once ill and angry at herself. “You’re right. I was a coward to run away like that. I’m sorry.”

“Hey now, you’re not a coward. You’re one of the strongest women I know.” He lifted her chin so she was forced to meet his gaze. “Strength isn’t all about being loud and showy. There is a quiet strength that is as endless and deep as the ocean, that’s what you have. Beyond that, you have more love to give than any woman I’ve ever met. More than enough for me and Morgan.”

His compliment embarrassed her and made her feel good at the same time. God, she was a mess. “So, where do we go from here?”

He pulled her onto his chest so that his hard cock rested against the moist slit of her pussy. “Well, it’s my turn to play with the vibrator now. I want you to ride me with your hands tied behind your back while I play with that pretty clit of yours until you can’t orgasm anymore.”