Honest Cravings (5 page)

Alison drew in a breath, eyes fixated on Aaron’s shaft, which hung limply between his legs.
He’s nervous.
“Turn around.”

Aaron did as she had asked without question, his leash dangling in front of him. Alison stepped up behind him and placed the blindfold over his eyes, then tied it so it wouldn’t move. Her clit throbbed at the idea of him not being able to see, of being so blind he had to rely on her for support. It was an odd sensation, and one she quickly pushed to the back of her mind.

Aaron moaned, his vocalisation barely audible. Directing him to turn back around, Alison studied him, surprised to see she wasn’t the only one excited by the blindfold. Whatever thoughts had caused her to hesitate moments earlier were gone. Fully erect, Aaron’s bare cock called to her.

Goose bumps were appearing on his legs. She hadn’t realised how cold it was in their room. Aaron usually turned up the heat before their nightly activities, and she hadn’t even thought of it being one of her new responsibilities.

Alison brushed a hand along the inside of one of Aaron’s thighs, smiling when he flinched at her touch. Her stomach clenched as a gentle warmth radiated from her clit. She was in control now. She could have him do whatever she wanted without waiting for his commands. This realisation alone excited her more than any amount of flogging ever could. No wonder he enjoyed being a Dom!

“Mmm,” Alison murmured, exploring Aaron’s cock with her fingertips. “Is this for me?” she purred.

Aaron gasped, reaching out to her. He stopped as soon as he realised his error, and she could tell it took all the control he had not to touch her. Alison picked up his leash, tightening it. Aaron followed her, trusting her completely, even with the blindfold on. She led him around the side of their bed, away from the chest or anything else he could trip over.

Alison let the leash fall between them and placed both of her hands on his shoulders. Aaron’s head lifted, showing he was focused on her needs. Certain he couldn’t see through the blindfold, Alison directed his hands to her hips.

“Disrobe me,” Alison whispered, biting one of his ears. “Slowly.” Then, explaining things further, she added, “Without touching my skin.”

“Yes, my Domme,” Aaron said, his head bowed in submission.

Steadying herself by keeping her hands on Aaron’s shoulders, she closed her eyes. She breathed in the moment as their scents intermingled. Aaron searched blindly up and down the robe, before he tugged on the fuzzy tie around her waist. He swallowed hard, and ever so slowly began to disrobe her.

Once the robe around her waist had been untied, Aaron held one hand on either side of it, carefully pulling it away from her bare skin. Her nipples hardened at the change in temperature, and she shivered.

“Very good,” Alison praised, knowing how important acceptance was to a sub. “You’ve been very good. I’m going to reward you now.” Aaron opened his lips as if to protest, but he remained silent. “That’s a good sub.”

Focusing on the buttons of his shirt, Alison unfastened them one by one. After getting that out of the way, she lowered her head, taking one of his nipples in her mouth. She’d never really given them much attention before, but she knew how much pleasure her own nipples gave her when he touched them. She hoped the same would work for Aaron.

Holding him upright with an arm held along the middle of his back, Alison sucked on one of his nipples, her body quivering when she heard—no, when she
felt
Aaron suck in a deep breath. She decided to take it a step further, gently biting down around the delicate tissue. A groan escaped Aaron’s lips, and she moved to kiss them.

She plunged her tongue into his mouth. Aaron’s body convulsed, either from the cold or her foreplay. She couldn’t tell which, but it excited her all the same. Holding his lips hostage, she used her free hand to pinch the nipple she’d been suckling on earlier. Again, Aaron jumped from her contact, moaning into her mouth. How badly she wanted to mount him and ride him until she was done, but that wouldn’t have been fair.

Most nights he spent hours with her, their foreplay more of a main event when compared to the quick sex afterwards. And she wasn’t ready to leave this night of playing Domme behind. If this was going to be her only chance for control, she wanted to do it right and enjoy it to the best of her abilities. It was clear Aaron was enjoying his role of a sub, and she didn’t want to take that feeling away from him either.
Not yet.

Alison paused, pushing him against the side of the bed so he was standing beside it. “Wait here.”

She didn’t have to look over her shoulder to know he hadn’t moved. He was her sub after all. Returning to the chest at the foot of the bed, Alison retrieved a bottle of lubricant, a condom for later on, as well as a short cane and a pair of leather cuffs.
Why hasn’t he used these on me before?
Hell, he’d used the headboard cuffs on her, so why not a normal pair of cuffs as well? She’d have to look through all the goodies later, but she decided to return to Aaron for the time being.

Without touching him, Alison set her collection of tools on the bed in front of him. She picked up the lube first, coating her fingers with a generous amount.

“Lean forward,” Alison ordered, prising Aaron’s legs apart with one of her knees.

Aaron groaned, grinding against the side of the bed. He thrust his hips, then corrected himself before she could scold him.
He’s being very careful,
she realised. Holding one hand on the middle of his back to keep him in place, Alison rubbed one finger near his anus. Then, applying more pressure than she’d intended to use, she pressed her finger inside, carefully pushing it deeper into his depths.

Aaron whimpered, rocking his hips back towards her, begging for more. Alison reached around him for the lube, applying it to two more fingers. Withdrawing the first finger, she added a second one alongside it, being just as careful as before. Her clit was throbbing nonstop now, some of her own juices slowly dripping down the insides of her legs.

Alison moaned and thrust her fingers in as far as they would go, pulling them out only to push them back in again. She continued the motion, picking up her pace while resisting the urge to please herself at the same time.
There will be time for that later.
Aaron grasped at the bedspread, his entire body shaking with need. Alison could relate.

After removing her fingers, she rubbed them between his butt cheeks all the way to his balls, focusing most of her attention on the space between them. Aaron bucked back at her, causing her fingers to gently glide over the base of his penis. He thrust back against her a second time, and she pulled away.

After wiping her fingers off on her discarded robe, knowing his actions warranted some kind of punishment, she grabbed the cane before quickly smacking it against the backs of his thighs. Aaron yelped, his body tensing, then relaxing.

Alison leaned over him and whispered in his ear. “You will tell me if I get too rough,” she reminded him.

Aaron whimpered again, but said nothing. Alison returned to her position behind him, slapping the cane across his ass. Once. Twice. A third time. Her body was screaming for his attention now, and still she pushed her own needs aside.
Please him first.
No, she was the Domme. She was supposed to go first during their sex play.

Aaron’s grinding against the bed increased, and he moved one hand down towards his groin. Alison slapped him one final time with the cane.

“Shall I continue your punishment?” Alison asked, reaching around him for his hand. She pulled it behind his back and grabbed the cuffs with the other. After working the cuff around one of his wrists, she searched for the other hand and placed the remaining cuff around it. “You will submit,” Alison insisted, once she’d secured Aaron’s arms secured behind his back.

“Yes, my Domme.”

Alison tried not to grind her teeth. The only thing she didn’t like about being the Domme was the fact that Aaron barely spoke to her, and communication in the bedroom had always been important to them.
He’d tell me if I hurt him.
Besides, a silent sub didn’t mean he was disobedient, did it?
He’s savouring this.
And she couldn’t blame him. She was doing the same exact thing.

Moving towards the foot of the bed, Alison placed the condom on Aaron’s pillow.

She moved to his side and adjusted the cuffs so his arms were restrained in front of him. “Get on the bed, on my side, and lie on your back.” Alison paused, then before Aaron could do as she had asked, she added, “This doesn’t hurt, does it?” She tugged his arms.

“No, my Domme.”

“Good. Now, get on the bed.”

Aaron climbed onto their bed with her help, then slid over to her side of the mattress. By now, he probably knew what she was planning, since he’d positioned himself so he was lying flat, pushing her pillow to the floor before reclining. Alison crawled across the bed and straddled his hips. Holding on to the top of the headboard for support, she pulled her body up underneath her until her pussy was hovering above Aaron’s head.

Reaching behind her, she grabbed Aaron’s leash, tightening the length between them. Doing her best to straddle Aaron’s face without actually sitting on it, Alison tugged up on the leash, drawing Aaron’s mouth closer to her pussy.

“Lick me,” Alison breathed, rocking her hips back and forth, gyrating above Aaron.

Resting back on his elbows, Aaron licked at the area between her legs, his tongue searching between her thighs until he found her opening. He lapped at her pussy lips. Up. Down. Up. Down. Alison panted and could feel herself falling away from this place and time. She released the leash, lowering her body closer to his lips.

Aaron gasped for breath, and she moaned, his quick inhalation causing an electric shock to shoot all throughout her body. With her arms still holding on to the headboard, Alison began to grind against Aaron’s mouth, making sure to lift herself away from him every so often so he could breathe.

She could feel Aaron struggling beneath her, his arms still bound, as if he wanted to hold on to her hips as he licked her dry. Alison bit the inside of her cheek, hard. She went to straddle his legs.

“Sit up,” she ordered, and helped Aaron to sit with his back against the headboard. She removed the blindfold, staring into his eyes. He was still her Dom, but now, they were equals. She grabbed the condom from his pillow and removed the wrapper, then rolled it from the head to the base of his cock. “If I unbind your hands, you’re not to touch me, understood?”

Aaron bobbed his head willingly, lifting his arms so she could undo the cuffs. Alison removed them without too much trouble, and he sat back, just as she’d had him do before. Placing her hands on his shoulders, Alison lowered her body onto his, piercing her folds with his shaft.

She moaned, and Aaron whimpered. Placing her feet over Aaron’s shins, Alison decided the pace, making sure he couldn’t change their roles by rolling her over to his side of the bed. Alison rode up and down his length, increasing her pace with every stroke. Positioning one of her hands between herself and Aaron’s stomach, Alison ground against her thumb, massaging her clit as she thrust herself upon him time and time again.

She could feel her arms shaking as she neared her orgasm, Aaron’s body tensing beneath her. “Come for me, my love,” Alison breathed, surprised when the words felt oh-so-right. “Come now.”

She bent over, biting his ear as her pussy exploded around him, her insides hugging him as she let herself go. Aaron came soon after, every exhalation hot against her neck. Taking her hips in his hands, Aaron thrust up two more times, then froze, allowing his seed to spill into her. Fully spent, he smiled and bit her breast. Alison quivered, riding her climax to the very end.

“Thank you, my pet,” Aaron breathed, inhaling against her hair. “Thank you for trusting me.”

Alison folded herself on top of him, unwilling to remove herself from his arms or his cock from her depths. This was where they belonged—in their room, as complete equals.

Chapter Five

Alison wasn’t sure how much time had passed when she finally moved again. And while she would’ve loved to stay in Aaron’s arms, there were toys she had to put away and two bodies that needed a good scrubbing.

Alison rolled off her side of the bed, grabbed the cane and padded down to the chest to put it inside. Aaron joined her with the cuffs she’d used on him, along with the lube and their leash and collar. Without thinking, Alison bent over to place the cane with the other treasures inside the chest.

She sucked in a breath when her hand accidentally brushed against Aaron’s, and for a brief moment, neither one of them moved. Heat flooded her cheeks even as a chill rippled up and down her spine. She’d just made love with her Dom, and yet the tension she felt just then was almost as if the two of them had just met.

An awkward, strangling silence filled the space between them, and when Aaron laced his fingers with hers, Alison jumped. He made a sound of approval, the same noise he made when he was pleased with her submission. She swallowed and lifted her gaze, exchanging glances with Aaron. His fierce eyes bore into her, and she averted her eyes.

“Master, I…” Alison paused, biting at her bottom lip. “I’m sorry.” She wasn’t sure when they’d changed roles, but the sub who had joined her at the toy chest moments ago was long gone.

Without saying another word, she took the cane and handed it over to Aaron. As a sub, she wasn’t allowed inside his chest of toys, even if they had walked in each other’s shoes for one night. Aaron wrapped his hand around one of her wrists before she could stand up. She froze.

Icy panic swept through her veins as her heart crashed against her ribs. His grip told her he wasn’t pleased, but when he pulled her into his arms, whatever she’d felt before melted away.

Lifting her chin, Aaron looked right into her eyes and smiled. “Why are you apologising to me?” His voice was calmer than she had expected. He didn’t sound like her Dom at all.