Forever Yours, Sir (10 page)

“
I’d like not to be spanked at all, asshole. I don’t like being spanked in this position.”

His eyes narrowed,
and then he turned his gaze to her pussy. He pushed her legs against her chest. She blushed as he ran his finger through her pussy lips.

“Oh, I’d disagree. Your pussy is gushing with cream. You might find this position humiliating, but you also find it arousing.” He ran h
is finger up and down her slit. “You’ve been spanked before.”

“Yes,” she answered
. “Could you please put my legs down?”

“No, we’re not finished here.” He smacked her twice more and she had to bite her l
ip to hold in her groan. “Who?”

“No one.”

Smack! Smack!

“No one important. I’ve been to a few BDSM
clubs; I arranged a few scenes that involved spanking.”

He watched her carefully as he pushed one thick finger inside her. She clenched around him, pulsing, wanting more.

“And I bet you dictated those scenes down to the last second, didn’t you? Told them when to spank you, what to use, how long to do it for, didn’t you?”

“Yes!”

He flicked her clit with his thumb and she let out a shuddering cry. God, she needed to come.

“Did any of those scenes turn you on? Make you cry out? Scream to
be allowed to come?” he asked.

“No,
they didn’t!” she replied, wrapping her hands in the sheets beneath her as he pushed another finger inside her. “Hunter, please!”

“You won’t be holding back with me, Cady,” he warned.

She’d already figured that.

“Hold your legs against your chest and keep them there. Now.”

Even as she shook her head in protest, she slipped her hands behind her knees.

“Part them. Show me your pussy.”

“Hunter, fuck me,” she demanded.

He grinned
. “Not yet. Now part your legs or I’ll show you the difference between a spanking given for fun and one for punishment.”

It wasn’t the threat of punishment that had her obeying
him—she knew he wouldn’t fuck her until he had his way. So she pulled her legs apart and he settled himself on his stomach between her legs. He parted the lips of her pussy with his fingers.

He ran his tongue through her moisture, from the bottom of her slit to the top where he lapped at her clit, flicking the underside before taking it into his mouth and sucking strongly.
He tortured her for long minutes, playing with her clit until she was close to exploding before he thrust his tongue deep inside her pussy.

“Hunter, please, I can’t
…” she cried out, her eyes closed, her head thrashing from side to side.

“What, baby? What can’t you do?”

“I can’t take anymore. I need to come. So bad.”

“Then come, sugar.”

He pushed two fingers deep inside her, curling them up and rubbing them against that special spot inside her. Soon she was screaming aloud, coming almost violently as he sucked on her clit.

Cady collapsed
, her legs drifting down onto the bed as she lost the strength to hold them up. Hunter grabbed a condom from his pocket before quickly stripping off his jeans and boxers. He rolled the condom onto his impressive erection. If she only had the energy, she’d touch him, taste him. But her limbs were heavy, satisfied. He kneeled back between her legs, his butt resting against his feet as he clasped her around the hips and pulled her up so her ass was resting on his lap.

He slowly pushed his way inside her.

“Oh,” she groaned as he stretched her, pushing his way gently but relentlessly inside her. Once he was fully inside her, he paused, taking a deep breath. Sweat coated both their bodies. She watched him, unable to take her gaze off him. He was too damn sexy to be true.

H
olding her firmly around her hips, he drew back before driving himself into her once again. Cady watched his face, loving the unguarded look that came over him as he orgasmed, his lips slightly parted, his eyes closed as he collapsed forward.

Immediately, he rolled
off her.

“Are you okay?” he asked after a few moments.

She held back from cuddling into his side, not sure how he’d take it. But then he grabbed her, tugging her close.

“Cady?”

“I’m fine.” Better than fine. She was relaxed, content for the first time in months.

He ran his fingers through her hair. “Your ankle?”

She was going to tell him it was fine, but now that the sex glow had faded somewhat she could feel it throbbing. “It’s a bit sore.”

“I’ll get you some pills.”

He stood and walked into the bathroom before she could protest. There was the flushing of the toilet then he stepped back into the bedroom, the condom gone. He strode, buck naked, into the living room, returning a short time later with a glass of water and her pills.

She took the pills without complaint, her ankle really was sore, settling back into the pillows as Hun
ter sat next to her. He reached up and grabbed one of the pillows from the top of the bed and slipped it under her ankle.

He placed one arm over her stomach, holding her close.

“Tell me about your experience with BDSM.”

“I’d rather eat nails.”

Hunter grinned, running his fingers down her stomach. She shivered.

“But you’re going to anyway. I need to know how experienced you are. How many clubs did you go to? What do you like? Not like? Any
triggers? Anything I should avoid?”

“Did anyone ever tell you that you’re an annoying
ly persistent bastard?”

“I’m waiting.”

“I went to a club maybe a handful of times. It wasn’t for me.”

“No?” He raised an eyebrow.

“I’m just not that submissive. It doesn’t turn me on.”
Liar.

“
Really? Because you certainly seemed to enjoy what we just did or are you gonna try and tell me you faked your pleasure?”

Christ, no. She would never lie to him about that. “We had sex, nothing more.”

“Sex where I took control and you submitted. And you love every minute. Maybe you just told yourself that you’re not submissive because then you didn’t have to be disappointed when those scenes didn’t work out like you were expecting. Because then you could pretend you didn’t have these needs.”

Damn it, he was right.

“What made you decide to go to a club if you’re so sure you aren’t submissive?”

“A friend suggested it.” Rusty had been a Dom, he thought she’d enjoy it, that it would help her to give control to someone else for a while. Let her brain rest.

Like it had during the last hour. She frowned. There had been things about the lifestyle that had appealed to her, she’d enjoyed watching other Doms with their subs, she’d just never found the sort of bliss she’d seen on other subs faces for herself.

“You have trust issues, Cady. I wouldn’t expect you to be able to surrender to just anyone.”

“Arrogant much?”

“Did you let them tie you up?”

Hell no. What if they left her? What if there was an emergency?

“No.”

“Did you let them fuck you?”

Fuck with a stranger
? No thanks.

She shook her head.
He grabbed hold of her nipple, twisting it to the point of pain. She arched up, the pain spreading through her body, heating her blood.

“No,” she cried out, already guessing he wanted a verbal response. Asshole.

“I’m guessing you like a little pain, but you’re no masochist, am I right?”

“Y-yes.”

“You like being spanked?”

He gave her other nipple the same treatment.

“Yes, sometimes.”

He nodded. “For play, not punishment. But you won’t always get a say in that.”

Reaching down, he sucked on her nipples, soothing them with his tongue. Hunter rolled onto his back, taking her with him so she lay sprawled on top of him.

“You trust me not to hurt you.” It wasn’t a question but she knew he still expected an answer.

“Yes.” She couldn’t deny it.

“Good.
I want us to get to know each other better, Cady. I want you to trust me. With everything. I know I’m probably rushing you and I sure as hell hope I don’t send you running. But I want more than a friendship. We don’t have to label what this is, but I just want to know that you’re not going to freeze me out. Because I care about you, Cady.”

She took a deep breath, butterflies fluttering in her stomach. She’d expected panic, a need to run. But those feelings didn’t come.

“I can’t promise anything,” she warned.

“Not expecting you to,” he replied. “Just give things between us a chance. Don’t shut me out.”

Could she do that? Maybe.

“I’ve been a Dom for years,
Cady; I can help you explore your needs.”

What should she do? Was she really contemplating making herself vulnerable? Opening herself up to him? Hell, who was she kidding, she already had. She wanted him and this one night wasn’t going to be enough.

Damned if she could find the strength to turn him away, though. She was so tired of having to do everything, of having to be strong, of having to deny herself everything she wanted.

So maybe she was selfish for a while, what could be the worse that happened? She’d lose her job? She’d get her feelings hurt? Yeah, well, she kind of thought it was too late for that, they were going
to get hurt anyway, she might as well have some fun beforehand.

“Cady?”

“Yes,” she replied. “I-I want to see where this goes.”

“Brave girl.” He kissed her gently. “
Your safe word is red. We’re not going to do anything heavy or intense, not until we know each other better. But I still expect you to use it if you feel scared, if you’re in pain, if you just need to stop and talk, understand?”

“Yes
. But, this is only in the bedroom, got it? You’re not dominating me anywhere else.”

He grinned. “I wouldn’t dare.”

Yeah, somehow she wondered.

Damn, she was almost sweet when she was like this, her eyes filled with satisfaction, her body soft and relaxed. He ran his hand through her silky hair.

“Would you like to touch me, Cady?”

She nodded eagerly.

“Lick your way down my stomach.”

She inched her way down, licking and nibbling in turns. Hunter stacked his hands behind his head, knowing he find it hard to resist reaching for her.

Cady knelt between his open legs.

“Circle my cock with your hand. That’s it. Harder, baby. Now pump your hand up and down. Damn, feels so good.” She concentrated with a focus that aroused him.

“Take the tip of me into your mouth, but keep your gaze on me. I always want your gaze on me when you have my cock in your mouth.”

He groaned when she slipped the head of his cock into her mouth and sucked. She took in more of his shaft.

“Fuck, feels so hot. Cup my balls with your free hand. That’s it, p
lay with them gently. Babe, you have no idea how good that feels.”

He watched her eyes, saw how they grew heavy-lidded. The girl liked giving blow jobs.

She played with him, suckling on him until he couldn’t hold back any longer. Reaching down, he hauled her up and over him. He flipped them over, ignoring her protest. She’d had her moment of control.

“
Spread your legs wide and grab hold of the headboard.”

She lay back and widened her thighs, placing her arms above her head. He moved to the base of the
bed then knelt between her spread legs.

“Perfect,” he told her, leaning over her, his arms taking his weight as he rested his hands on either side of her shoulders.

Leaning down, he kissed her deeply. A long, hot, sensual kiss that had her arching off the bed when he pulled back, wanting more.

“Shh,” he told her. “Lie still.
”

He traced his lips down her neck, ar
ound her breasts. Then he sucked on her right nipple before biting down.

Cady
arched, screaming. He watched her face, saw the emotions crossing her face. Pain, confusion, pleasure. He lapped at the abused nipple before moving to her other breast. She braced herself and he smiled.

Did she really think he was that predictable?

Reaching down, he cupped her mound. Her heat burned against his palm, moisture coating him.

He thrust two fingers deep inside her.

“Oh,” she groaned as he ran his thumb around her clit. He lapped at her nipple with his tongue, playing with it.

She trembled with need, practically vibrating the bed as he
played with her pussy. He bit down on her nipple, pulling on it.