For the Sub (24 page)
“Is your pussy wet, Milady?”
“From what? Being near you? Watching your little demo? Not at all.” She felt suffocated. And her pussy
was
wet. Damn it.
Impossibly, he took another step closer. With one hand, he captured her wrists and pinned them above her.
Her chest rose and fell as emotions tumbled through her. She shouldn’t want to interact with him. With Susan, he’d been gentle, but there was nothing soothing in the way he held her, overwhelmed her. Then again, this was what she craved.
He touched the knuckles of his free hand to her throat.
She kept her eyes wide, pretending she wasn’t affected.
His touch so gentle she hardly noticed it, Damien stroked downward, down the centre of her chest, bare skin to bare skin.
Then he traced beneath her right breast. He held her gaze, not blinking. She’d never had anyone’s attention like this, and it was heady.
Even through her outfit, her nipple hardened when he moved over it.
There wasn’t a part of her that wasn’t aware of him.
“Open your mouth.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m going to kiss you.”
She started to protest, but he dived inside her. She expected him to coax her. Instead, he consumed her.
He forced his way in, tasting of persuasion and determination. The thrusts of his tongue made her mouth water. He insinuated a thigh between her legs, and despite her resolve, she rubbed herself against his leather-clad leg.
The woman in her recognised his mental as well as physical strength. This was a man powerful enough for her to trust. He’d never push her too far, but he would demand everything, that she hold nothing back, and maybe give more than she ever had to anyone.
As impossible as it was to believe, he deepened the kiss. She couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. And suddenly she didn’t want to.
She felt an orgasm start to unfurl.
A Dom and sub moved past them, and Damien never allowed his attention to wander.
He kissed her until she began to shake.
As quickly as he’d started, he eased away. He adjusted their positions and hiked up her skirt. He moved a hand between her legs, and slipped beneath her thong to find her pussy.
“Your pussy
is
wet, Milady.”
She shook her head, and he laughed. It was a satisfied, rather than triumphant sound.
“Shall I finish you off?” he asked, pressing a thumb to her swollen clit.
“I…”
“It’s just you and me. I’ll keep your secret. No one will have to know.”
She wanted to refuse, should refuse. But she’d never known need this debilitating. Even if she found someone else or went somewhere to satisfy herself, it wouldn’t be the same. She needed him.
He continued to make maddening circles on her clit, and he had one finger teasing her entrance.
“Do it,” she instructed.
“Ask.”
Damien was making it clear he was in charge, not her. No doubt he’d give her what she wanted, but her compliance would be the cost. “Yes,” she said. “I’d like an orgasm.”
When he didn’t change the tempo, she closed her eyes. He allowed her the time and the space to wage her internal battle. Sensations assailed her, forcing her body to relax. She became a puddle of feminine need. “Please,” she whispered.
“Look at me.”
She did.
“Ask again.”
She understood. He wouldn’t let her escape or pretend she hadn’t been aware of what she was doing. “Please, Damien. Give me an orgasm.”
“My pleasure, Milady.”
He circled her clit and inserted two fingers deep inside her pussy. He finger-fucked her as he teased her clit.
Her legs shook with the force of his movements.
There was nothing sweet about this, and it was beyond hot. “Damien.” This man was watching her reactions and responding to them.
“Come for me, Catrina.”
He pressed his fingers against her G-spot.
Mindless of her surroundings, she screamed as the climax crashed into her. He helped her ride it, keeping his grip tight on her wrists, pressing her against the wall, supporting her body.
“So, so perfect,” he said.
She screamed a second time, shattered. Her body went limp, but she wasn’t worried, he was there, holding her in a firm but tender grip. She trusted him completely.
It seemed like minutes later when she blinked and looked at him.
“Welcome back,” he said.
“That was…” She held back the words, desperate to be on firm footing again.
“For me, too.”
“I’m not sure I understand.”
“I adore a woman who is so responsive. I appreciate you playing with me.” He moved his hand from between her legs and straightened her thong and skirt.
She pulled her wrists free from his grip. “It changes nothing.”
“Maybe not for you. It makes me want to know you more.”
“Do you always use sweet words to make all the women swoon, Damien?”
“That was a scene, and you know it. This is different.”
“Is it?”
He took her hand and placed it on his crotch. “You tell me.”
“So? You have a hard-on.”
“Were you born a cynic?”
She shook her head. “Life taught me.”
“I can teach you other things, show you a different perspective. You’ll be a better Domme for the experience.”
“You did that to prove something to me?”
“Partially.”
She wasn’t sure if she was hurt or shocked or pissed. No man had ever taken control from her, and she was desperate to get it back. “At least you’re honest.” She put up a hand to push him away.
“The truth is, I did that because I wanted to get you off, because I’m attracted to you.”
Just because he sounded sincere, didn’t mean he was.
“Give me two weeks.”
“What?”
“I’m challenging you. Spend two weeks with me, submit to me, see if the experience transforms you.”
“Not just no, but hell no.”
“What are you scared of?”
“Nothing scares me.” Another lie. Plenty scared her, and with good reason.
“Then agree to it. You’ve got nothing to lose. You’ll get new experiences, spend a few days up here, have a chance to relax in a way you never have.”
“Relax?” She nearly scoffed.
“What would it be like if you could be yourself and let go, turn over control to someone else for a while?”
“I can’t,” she said, her heart thumping. That was as honest as she’d been with anyone, ever.
He inclined his head, showing he’d heard the fear in her voice.
Damn him.
“Was it scary when I brought you off?”
She shook her head.
“When I made you ask for it?”
“No.”
A woman entered the locker room without disturbing them.
“I will earn your trust, Catrina.”
A traitorous part of her wanted to say yes. Instead, she met his gaze. His eyes were dark, probing.
He brushed a strand of hair back from her face. His skin held the faint trace of her scent.
She had to go before her resolve crumpled. “Thanks for the orgasm. My shuttle will be here soon.”
He moved aside. As she walked past, he swatted her, catching the bare flesh above her stockings and below her buttocks.
Shock stole her breath. She stopped and rounded on him. Before she could speak, Damien had her against the wall, overwhelming her with his scent, his presence.
The sting receded, leaving a tantalising warmth that stunned her and made it impossible to string coherent thoughts together. Despite herself, she grabbed his shoulders and held on tight.
He leant forward and kissed her forehead before moving lower to graze her neck.
His gentleness surprised her, demolished the last of her defences. “Be at my place in Denver tomorrow night at eight,” he whispered in her ear. “Just the two of us, Catrina.”
“You know I can’t.”
“Eight o’clock,” he repeated. “Be there.”
About the Author
Born in northern England and raised in the Wild West, Sierra Cartwright pens books that are as untamed as the Rockies she calls home.
She’s an award-winning, multi-published writer who wrote her first book at age nine and hasn’t stopped since.
Sierra invites you to share the complex journey of love and desire, of surrender and commitment. Her own journey has taught her that trusting takes guts and courage, and her work is a celebration for everyone who is willing to take that risk.
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