Boss (3 page)

Chapter Six

The thought of submitting to a man like Nathan was a natural reaction.

The way he subliminally demanded the control in a situation, and the strength of his demeanor enchanted her.

He had a commanding presence that stemmed from untethered confidence.

Both his confidence and his cock were rock solid as he watched his words be absorbed by the beautiful woman sitting next to him.

He knew that she wanted him.

The way her body moved toward him when they were together, the clumsiness that only infatuation could explain and her easy acceptance of his dominance and the explanation of what he was looking for all pointed to her inner desire to submit and belong to him.

"Do you think you could handle that?" Nathan gave her an appraising look.

He wanted to hear it in her voice when she told him she could.

Nathan was willing to work with her.

He would train her and mold her to be his.

He would take everything inside of her and make it shine like diamonds in the sun on display only for him.

'Could I handle it? Of course I can. The real question is should I? Should I get involved with a man who wants to claim my innocence and make me submit to him while he does deliciously dark things to my body?' Hannah could only imagine what that would feel like.

"Yes," she finally replied, taking a small sip from her wine.

The alcohol was going straight to her head and making everything feel light and sleepy, yet she wanted nothing more than to be claimed by Nathan and for him to show her just what he meant when he spoke of his domination of her and her complete and utter submission in the bedroom.

"If you think you can handle it, we can do a trial run. A tasting, if you will, of the exotic."

Nathan set his glass down, and his eyes focused on hers.

The way he looked at her felt like he was getting inside of her, penetrating her from across the couch, and taking her deeper into the realm of submission that she was tip-toeing into.

Hannah nodded slowly.

She had some knowledge about what he was offering her, but beyond a few short novellas and a movie or two, she was completely out of her element.

"You need to let me have control. Are you willing to do that?”

His stare was intense and she couldn’t respond.

“Can you give up control of yourself? Your body? Your submission? Your obedience? And most of all, I want and need your trust. Can you trust me, Hannah?"

His hand found a resting place on her thigh, and his touch was making her heart beat faster in anticipation.

The voice deep inside of her knew letting him have complete control over her was a huge risk.

Alarm bells should have been ringing in every touch that connected them and each word between them, but it was silent inside of her except for the thundering of her racing heart and the sharp inhalation of breath when his hands found their destination up her thighs and parted them gently.

"Yes, sir," she managed to whisper as his hands explored her through her work uniform.

"Good girl. Then I have a surprise for you."

He stood and went to the cabinet behind the bar and came back with a handful of silk scarves.

Nathan walked behind her.

His hands resting on her shoulders for a moment before he wrapped the black silk around her, covering her eyes.

"Trust means knowing that you will be in good hands even when you can't see what those hands are doing."

A chill ran through Hannah's body as his hands ran through her hair after tightening the silk sash around her eyes.

Her other senses were enhanced by her inability to see.

The smell of wine and the strong smell of his all male body wrapped around her.

Her heart was pounding so fast.

She shouldn’t be here.

This is the wrong decision.

He is her boss.

Not her master.

She shouldn’t be here.

She knew that.

But she couldn’t resist him…

Chapter Seven

The sound of Hannah’s beating heart filled her ears, and she was acutely aware of each time

Nathan made a movement behind her.

She gasped as he rounded the couch and lifted her easily into his arms.

Nathan carried her down the hallway.

His mouth was on hers and she could do nothing but let him take what he wanted, letting his tongue explore her mouth deeply.

The taste of tart wine heavy on his breath and the heady spin of alcohol taking her over and filling her lungs with each inhale she took of his exhale.

Her breasts rising to meet his broad chest that was hard with taught muscles in a way only passion could bring on.

Hannah wanted to see him.

She wanted to watch him carry her and see the way his muscles rippled as he hauled her down the hallway to the guest room off of the ballroom.

The thought of being disobedient enough to remove the sash or even to steal a peek made her feel naughty, and she wasn't sure how Nathan would handle her breaking the trust.

As much as she wanted to see him, Hannah wanted to allow him to show her something she had no experience with, to take her on an erotic adventure and feast on her body with his as she surrendered to him in complete submission in a way she had never done before with any man who had been lucky enough to be called her lover.

Nathan flipped her up over his shoulder and carried her through the guest room doorway into the dimly lit room.

His wide hand giving her ass a smack as her carried her, and she could feel the goose bumps clustering around the burning area on the curve of her ass that would surely have the imprint of his hand on it now.

He kicked the door shut, and it slammed into place, leaving them alone in the bedroom as he laid her out on the tall bed that she had made earlier that morning.

Nathan slowly unzipped her skirt from the side and slid it down her shapely legs.

The sound of the zipper slowly lowering made her quiver, and when the fabric moved down her body she lifted her ass to let him take it.

Watching her skin be revealed inch-by-inch fed the desires that had been growing in his loins for weeks now.

When he removed the thin white cotton shirt and revealed the swell of her breasts held in place by a lace-cupped bra his cock throbbed.

The sight of her dark nipples peeking through the thin virginal lace was maddening, and he wanted to taste her warm skin with the tip of his tongue.

Hints of her through the cotton made him groan.

He needed her naked.

With a single swift movement of his fingers he unhooked her bra in the front, letting her breasts fall free of their restraint.

All that stood between Nathan and having her completely, vulnerably naked before him was a thin white thong that showed the faint outline of her pussy beneath the opaque lace.

Nathan ran his hands up her thighs, and she made a small sound as his fingers looped around the sides and pulled the panties down, leaving her completely exposed and overwhelmingly aroused.

Hannah was utterly beautiful laying there.

Not a stitch of clothing covering her beautiful body and the hills and valleys of her curves stretched on forever.

He wanted her completely vulnerable to him.

At his will and mercy, she would be entirely in full submission.

Nathan wondered how she would handle the intense feeling that comes with a power exchange experience.

Different women handle it in completely different ways.

The chest at the end of the bed held a number of things that she would soon become familiar with. Nathan moved aside some of the toys and bindings.

There were things he would have to build her up to and gain more of her trust before introducing things that might make her uncomfortable.

He planned on pushing her out of her comfort zone, but if he did too much too soon, she would bolt like a deer.

Nathan moved aside the ball gag and the jeweled butt plugs he loved so much that came in various sizes and colors.

He loved watching a girl stick her ass in the air and revealing a tightly fitted jewel.

All of those would need to be talked through before he pulled them out and thought about using them.

Having control didn't mean he was going to disregard things that would make her nervous or concerned.

It was his job to make sure she understood everything and felt safe while pleasing both of them.

Nathan pulled several lengths of Moco Jute rope from the bottom of the cedar chest and uncoiled it, giving it a snap as he stretched it out across his hands.

Oh yes…

Chapter Eight

The sound of taught rope filling the silence as Hannah's ears strained for every morsel of sound.

Hannah waited in anticipation for him to touch her.

Her body and all of her nerves were at heightened levels of stimulated excitement, and she wanted to feel the sensual weight of his body on top of hers, the touch of his fingers against her skin, his breath on her neck.

She wanted anything that would bring him closer to her.

She wanted him…

But she also wanted to fully submit.

Reaching out with her hand, she looked for him. Nathan moved a few steps closer and put his cock in her path. She found it tenting his pants and gripped it through the expensive fabric.

"Oh!" Hannah exclaimed, stroking him through the suit with a feverish fervor.

Nathan closed his eyes and took a clarifying breath before taking her hand and securing it to the bedpost above her.

First the right and then the left.

He could see her mentally adjusting to being restrained by him.

She was taking it in easily enough.

Nathan kept her legs freed on the mattress.

He wanted to be between her thighs.

He had to reel in the desire.

Rushing through this right now would be a mistake. 

This moment was something to savor and relish.

Being a man of patience, he understood that anticipation and reward were highly sought-after commodities.

Her first submission was not to be rushed.

There was nothing in the world like that first taste of sweet release.

The surrendering of control that gave the freedom to feel things that had been suppressed and buried behind the responsibilities and duties requiring attention and taking away focus.

It was a gift.

Chapter Nine

Admiring the ropes around her wrists hugging her skin tightly, Nathan pulled her legs apart, spreading them wide open, exposing her wettening pussy.

Fingers slipping in between her lips, running up and down her slick, juice-slickened slit, Nathan pushed two fingers into her.

Hannah gasped, and her body clenched tightly around his fingers.

Feeling Hannah respond and react to his touch heightened Nathan's arousal further.

Using his fingers on her, he fucked her hard and fast.

Arching her back, she cried out as she came in his hand.

Nathan's restraint was wavering, and his cock was urging him to fill her body.

He needed the release that his cock was begging for.

His belt unfastened and his pants slid to the floor.

Nathan wanted to reward her good behavior by removing the sash from her eyes.

He wanted her to see what she had done to him.

"Look at what you do to me," Nathan ran a hand down his cock after pulling the sash away and discarding it to the floor.

He stroked his hardness slowly, letting his fingers glide over the veins and girth of his thickness.

Nathan wanted her to ache for him as much as he was aching for her right now.

Hannah bit her bottom lip, watching him as she mentally damned the ropes that kept her from reaching out and touching him.

Being restrained to the bed and his control, she wanted to run her hands down his tight abs and let her fingers glide over the little 'V' of his hip bones right above his hard cock that pulsed with each beat of his heart.

But she could only look at him and his throbbing erection and take what he would allow her to have.

What he gave her.

Her fingers ached to wrap around his shaft and bring his wide bell tip to her lips where she could run her tongue over it and pull more of him into the heat of her mouth.

Nathan watched as her teeth caught her lip again in desire.

"Do you want to suck my cock?" He asked her.

"I do," Hannah nodded.

She wanted his cock in her mouth.

She needed to run her tongue over the sensitive head and work her way down his shaft until she reached his balls.

"Ask me," he sounded like he was issuing a dare.

"Please, can I suck your cock?" her tongue running over that thick, trapped bottom lip as she willed him to bring it to her.

Nathan moved up to her, placing his hardened erection near her mouth and waited for her to open and accept him.

Hannah obliged and parted her lips, taking him deep into her mouth.

She ran her tongue over his shaft, bringing a tingle through his cock and straight to his balls where they tightened up and rose to his body.

The sound of approval as she pulled him into her mouth made her want to do more to bring back that guttural sound from him again. It stroked her and made her feel like she was a kitten ready to purr mixed with a tigress on the hunt.

Slightly salty with a hint of sweetness, his pre-cum leaked onto her tongue as she drank in his intoxicating arousal.

Rocking his hips, Nathan plunged his cock into her mouth, pulling it back just enough without letting the tip slip from her pink lips and then pushing it deep into her mouth again.

Hannah took him deep with her warm lips wrapping around the root of his cock and the tip dipping down into her throat.

With her hands tied above her head she had no control over how deep, how fast or how hard his cock went into her mouth.

She liked the way it felt to be used that way, but at the same time it made her a little nervous that she would gag on his thick cock.

Thankfully, he was mostly gentle with her and alleviated her worries.

Nathan got up and went to the chest at the end of the bed and pulled out a few things that he kept hidden from her.

He wanted to take her by surprise, to have each sensation be a shock to the senses, not knowing what was coming would enhance the stimulation.

She tried to sit up to see what he had, but the ropes kept her pinned to the bed.

Nathan picked up the Wahlberg wheel and let the metal prongs run up her stomach, sending shivers through her body.

When he reached her nipples he made a circular route around her tight pink buds that made them even harder.

Goose bumps erupted on her body, dancing over her breasts, arms and legs.

Moving his mouth down and kissing down her belly made those goose bumps amplify until her body felt like it was humming with electricity.

When he reached her hip bones her back arched upward as she offered her pussy to him pleadingly.

He kissed the slight part of her labia and dipped his tongue between her pussy lips, rubbing her clitoris with his soft tongue as he flicked it and pulled it into his mouth for one quick hard suck before pulling away from her.

"So good," he said in a low husky voice.

Hannah felt like she was going to explode.

Her body was pulsing and she could feel her own arousal leaking down her legs and running down the fullness of her ass.

Breath catching in her throat she moaned as the first buzz of the Hitachi shook her pussy.

Nathan pressed it hard on her clitoris, instantly sending her into a gasping orgasm as she cried out his name and begged for him.

"What do you say when you want something?" He asked, edging the Hitachi back to her pussy and making her groan as she tried to find her words.

"Please, sir. Fuck me!" She gasped the words as the vibrator rubbed up and down her soaking wet slit.

"Mmm, much better sweetheart…much…much better." He turned off the vibrator and his mouth returned to her pussy, licking up and down her sweet wetness.

Her legs trembling as he sucked her sensitive pussy lips and then drove two fingers inside of her.

"Is this mine?" he asked her, drilling his fingers in and out of her pussy, finger-fucking her to the shaking brink of orgasm again as he questioned her.

"Yes, sir. It's yours," she cried as pleasure coursed through her body from her core and out to her limbs into every inch of her as she got closer and closer to cumming.

"Good. I'm going to use it. I'm going to make good use of my pussy tonight," he told her and jacked up his speed another notch or two, making her scream as she came around his fingers.

Her pussy was fluttering around him, clenching tight to his thick hand and dripping wet with her hot juice.

"You belong to me." Nathan rubbed his thumb against her throbbing clit.

"Yes," she sighed out.

"Yes?" he asked trying to get her to use the correct form of addressing him without having to point it out to her.

The fact that she agreed to belonging to him made his cock harder.

He loved the idea of it.

The sound of it.

The feeling that it gave him inside to think of owning her.

"Yes, sir. I belong to you!" She corrected herself as he started to finger-fuck her roughly again.

"That's the way you do it, Hannah. You give me the respect I deserve," Nathan said in a low voice and pulled his fingers out of her.

Using her wetness to lube himself he stroked his raging erection, getting it slick with her cum.

He wanted to be inside of her, fucking her within an inch of blacking out, giving her what she deserved to be given, and taking what he needed from her.

Nathan got on the bed and spread her thighs open further to get between them and pressed his thick cock into her tight little hole.

"Damn," he groan as her pussy twitched and fluttered as it accepted him and she acclimated to his girth.

It was barely audible over her gasp as he entered her.

That first thrust and that breathy gasp that threatened to pull all of the air out of the room followed by a deep throaty moan as it came out.

Being inside of her with her body wrapped around his was incredible.

His hand slid up her body to her throat as he thrust into her again.

Fingers gently wrapping around her throat, he could feel her pulse rapidly beating under his strong fingers.

He held her gently enough so that she knew she wasn't in any real danger but firmly enough that she knew who was in complete control of her and the situation.

The way she moaned drove him on with increasing desire and need for her body.

The heat of her, the tightness of her around him, everything made him want to explode and let her have him.

Nathan's thoughts had always been primarily on himself.

He was always fully aware of his partner's needs, desires and their current position, but in the end everything came back to him.

With Hannah things were different.

He wanted to please her, send her over the edge again and again as he used his body as a tool to pull out every last droplet of pleasure and make sure she knew what she meant to him.

Far more than anyone else ever had or likely ever would, and he wasn't sure how or when any of those feelings had taken shape and set up shop inside of him, but they were there.

She was there.

Watching Hannah's face as another orgasm built up inside of her was the more erotic thing he had ever witnessed, and coming from a man who frequented the kink clubs throughout the state and region that was saying quite a lot.

He struggled to keep himself from cumming.

He wanted to enjoy her for as long as possible… maybe he would have her stay the night with him.

The thought of a second round with her was almost too much to think about as he picked up his pace and got lost in her body.

The way he breasts bounced with each thrust, her pouty bottom lip caught between her pearly white teeth, the smoothness of her skin, the curve of her hips and the contour of her neck where it meets her shoulder all drove him wild.

Knowing that she was his and what that meant was doing the same.

Having ownership of her and the ability to give her what she had never been given, to take what she had never offered, to deliver what she had never known she needed, was an immense responsibility.

And he relished it.

Just as her legs began to tremble around him and pull him closer and deeper into her, just as her pussy contracted for the first time, Hannah watched as the control he had maintained so strictly to this point broke.

Hearing his moan as his cock exploded inside of her had her orgasm intensifying.

She cried out, and her back arched hard, grinding her pussy on him and pushing him deeper inside of her as her body erupted with endorphins that made her feel like she was flying and sinking at the same time.

When he had told her he would show her things she had never seen and take her places she had never been, she didn't know this was what he had meant.

She didn't know she had been missing out on this, on him, for her entire life.

She struggled to catch her breath when he finally collapsed down next to her and kissed her hard.

"You were right," she told him.

He had a habit of being right, but he was intrigued.

"What exactly was I right about?" Nathan pulled himself up and propped a pillow under him as he lay on his stomach, watching her as she was still tied to his bed and well fucked.

"You've given me something I've never had before," she told him.