Just For You, Sir (Doms of Decadence) (22 page)

He kissed one
butt cheek then the other.

“Thank you.” He ran his hand between her legs, circling his finger around her clit.

He pressed on her shoulders. “Crouch right down, baby. I want this gorgeous ass sticking up.”

She did as he o
rdered, her breath catching as he ran his hands over her still hot butt cheeks, rubbing the heat in. He parted her cheeks and leaning in, licked her asshole.

Jacey groaned, the feel of his tongue against her asshole deliciously, darkly erotic. With two of his fingers, he circled her clit as he lapped
at her asshole. Jacey bit her lip, trying to hold still, to keep her cries of need from escaping. But they fought their way free, filling the room as her breath came in hard, fast pants.

Her arousal grew higher, her need
overwhelming… and then he pulled away.

“Derrick,” she groaned in protest.

A heavy smack to her ass. “What do you call me?”

“Sir?” she replied.

“Better, much better,” he said with satisfaction.

“Why did you stop, Sir?”

“Because you were about to come and tonight you have to earn your pleasure. Reach back and part your butt cheeks for me.”

Jacey turned her head to the side as she reached around and pulled her cheeks apart. It was silly to feel embarrassed, he’d just had his tongue
on her asshole for God’s sake, but she couldn’t stop the heat from rising in her cheeks as she held herself open to him, putting herself completely on display.

“V
ery nice,” he told her. He prodded at her asshole with a lubricated finger, pushing it slowly inside her. In and out. Over and over.

Jacey fought not to move, not to thrust her hips back onto that single digit. Derrick pushed a second finger into her asshole, twisting them, pumping them inside her
. He used two fingers on his other hand to tease her throbbing clit.

On the verge of coming, he withdrew both sets of fingers, patting her mound comfortingly as she cried out at the loss.

“Shh,” he told her. “Hold those cheeks wide open for me. Very good.” Something thick and foreign prodded against her asshole. “Open up. Relax. I’m just plugging you. It’s a bit bigger than the last one but you can take it.”

A bit bigger
? He had to be kidding. Jacey took in a deep breath, letting it out slowly, forcing herself to relax as he relentlessly pushed the plug inside her.

“
Damn, you look so pretty with my plug inside you.” He twisted the plug, making her breath catch in arousal. “Arms out above your head. Good, keep them there.”

Derrick ran his hands up her thighs, over her buttocks, pressing down on the plug, making her groan. He pressed against her back and she felt his erection, thick and hard, against her buttocks as he reached
underneath her to massage her breasts.

“You like having your breasts played with, don’t you, baby? You love having your nipples suckled and pinched.”

“Y-yes, Sir,” she cried as he pinched first one nipple then the other. Her breasts had become far more sensitive with her pregnancy and her clit throbbed with every touch of his fingers against her nipples.

“Don’t come without permission, baby. I’d hate to have to punish you tonight when I have so much in store for you,” he whispered.

Jacey whimpered, trying hard to think of anything else but his erection brushing against her buttocks, the thick plug that was settled deep into her ass, the fingers mercilessly playing with her nipples.

H
e pulled back then placing his hand on her shoulders, drew her up until she was kneeling, her weight resting on her haunches.

“Scoot forward a bit; I don’t want you tumbling off the end of the bed.
Hands on your head, very nice,” he praised. “Keep those thighs nice and wide. Your pussy should always be accessible to me. In fact,” he knelt in front of her and reached down to run his finger along the lips of her pussy, “I think that when we’re here alone that your legs should always be open to me, even when you sleep.”

He’d gone insane.

She dropped her hands to his shoulders, resting them there as she started to sway with pleasure. Immediately, he stopped and she glanced up at him in question.

“Where are your hands supposed to be?” he growled.

Jacey snatched them away from his shoulders, placing them on her head. “Sorry, Sir.”

He shook his head. “Not good enough.” He sighed. “Guess I’m just going to have to bind you.” He rose from the bed. “Hands behind your back.”

He tied her wrists together, tugging at the binding to test them.

“Wiggle your fingers. Good. Tell me if you have any numbness or tingling,” he ordered.

“Yes, Sir,” she replied as he knelt on the bed in front of her.

“Sit back on your haunches.”

She sat back, her balance much better. Derrick cupped her breasts, pushing them together so he could lick her nipples. They stiffened, elongating as he pinched and suckled them in turns. Moisture coated her pussy, her breath coming faster and she knew she was close to coming.

Clenching her jaw, she fought against the impending orgasm.

“Such beautiful breasts.” Derrick leaned back, holding her breasts up. “Look at how puffy and stiff your nipples are.”

She glanced down at herself. Her nipples stood at attention, begging for more pleasure as his tanned hands held her breasts up.

Derrick let her breasts drop as he ran one hand down her stomach to her pussy. He dipped two fingers into her welcoming pussy.

“Sir, please,” she begged as he thrust his fingers in and out.

“Please what?”

“Please let me come.”

He pulled his fingers out and she cried out in denial as he grinned down at her.

“No, not yet.” He smeared her juices all over his thick
shaft. “First, I want you to lick your cream from my cock.”

He sat back against the headboard
and spread his legs wide. Jacey shuffled herself forward, leaning down she took the head of him into her mouth.

Without the use of her hands,
she was clumsy until she found her rhythm. But once she had her balance, she sucked on him eagerly, bobbing her head up and down.

“Aw, Christ, baby. That feels so damn good. Faster. Stronger.”

Jacey increased her speed, delighting in his groans of pleasure. When he reached down and pulled her off his shaft, she moaned in protest.

“Uh, uh,” he said as he lifted her so she was straddling him. “Much as I appreciate your enthusiasm, I decide when and how I come, not you.” He pinched each nipple. Hard. She arched her back, groaning.

“Now turn around. Make sure you don’t lose that plug in your ass.”

She turned so she was facing away from him, still straddling his hips.

“Rise up, lower yourself on my cock very slowly.”

He held his cock with one hand
, his other hand wrapped around her bound wrists as she lowered herself onto his thick shaft. They both let out a low moan of pleasure once he was fully inside her.

Derrick placed his hands
on her hips. “Ride me, beautiful.” He guided her movements, slow at first then increasing in speed until she was slamming her hips down onto him, her pussy making suctioning sounds as she took him deep inside her.

With the plug in her ass and Derrick lodged deep in her pussy, she was overflowing, full and needy. He let go of her right hip, reaching around with one hand to flick her clit with his fingers.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she cried out. There was no way she could hold back her orgasm. “Please, Sir, let me come.”

“You can come, baby girl.”

With a cry that she quickly tried to stifle, she came violently, shuddering around him, barely hearing his own shout of completion as he emptied himself inside her.

Jacey slumped forward, murmuring a protest as he rose with her in his arms. Carrying her into the bathroom, he sat her on the counter before turning the water on in the shower.

Undoing the binding around her wrists, he rubbed her arms.

“That was amazing,” she told him.

“Baby, that was nothing. There is plenty more to come.”

Oh sugar.

***

“Well, why haven’t you made another move?” Stephan demanded as
soon as Evan picked up the phone.

“An issue has developed,” Evan said.

“An issue? What sort of fucking issue? You know, if you’d just finished her off the other night then we wouldn’t have any
issues
.”

“Did you want me to get caught? I guess that wouldn’t worry you any, though, would it? Two birds with one stone, get rid of the two witnesses to what you did.”

“What I did? You’re the one who shot him,” Stephan yelled back.

“On your orders, brother dearest. How much have I done for you over the years and
yet you’re happy to throw me to the dogs.”

Stephan reined in his temper, realizing this was going nowhere fast.
“I’m sorry, of course I don’t want that. I’m just eager to get this taken care of, you know that. I would never let you go down for any of this. You’re my brother, we’re family. We only have each other.”

“Yeah, you’re right,” Evan said, his voice calmer. “You know I’d do anything for you.”

“You’re the only one I trust,” Stephan told him. “What’s the issue, Evan?”

“Ashdown hired Hunter
Black.”

“Fuck,” Stephan swore. Hunter
Black was a pain in his ass. He’d been after him since his sister’s death. Angie had worked for Stephan. She’d simply been in the wrong place at the wrong time. Her death had been made to look like an accident, Evan had seen to that. Black had no reason to hunt him like this.

“Exactly.
Be very careful, Stephan. Let me take care of Jacinta. I’ll get to her, I promise.”

“I know you will, brother.”

***

Jacey sat
on the couch in their bedroom, watching the movie without really noticing what was on the screen. She jumped as she heard a creaking noise, her heart beating frantically before she realized it was just the wind.

She couldn’t continue on like this, her nerves couldn’t take it, not to mention the effect this was probably having on the baby.
She had to do something to get rid of this threat over her head.

But so far she could only come up with one plan, one she knew that Derrick would not be impressed
with. But what other choice did they have?

She glanced over as the door to the bedroom opened and Derrick stepped into the room. Instantly, her body went into overdrive, her clit tingling as her pussy clenched.

He raised an eyebrow as he saw her, his gaze running over her body. “Is that the way you should be dressed?”

Blushing, she stripped the large t-shirt off, leaving her completely naked.

“You’re forgetting something else,” he said as he moved to stand in front of her.

Jacey widened her thighs, exposing her pussy to his gaze.

“Good girl. Although if I have to remind you again, you’ll be going over my knee.”

She shivered at his words as he leaned down and gave her a scorching
hot kiss.

“How was your day?” he asked as he sat next to her, drawing one of her legs over his.
They were both facing the TV, although neither were paying the movie playing any attention.

“Fine,” she said. “Boring.
Just sitting around waiting for Evan and Stephan to make their move is driving me insane.”

He glanced over at her in sympathy. “I know, baby girl. But there is
little else we can do. It’s too risky for you to leave the house right now.”

His voice was tired
, the lines around his eyes pronounced tonight and Jacey felt bad for complaining when he was obviously stressed out.

“I’m sorry, you’re right. How was your day?”

He’d been working long hours lately, conducting most of his business by Skyping and conference calls to stay near the house.

“Not bad,” he said, running his hand up and down her inner thigh, his fingertips bru
shing her pussy occasionally. “The resort in Rarotonga is coming along now, after a rather rocky start.”

“Even though the locals think the site is haunted?” she asked,
whimpering as he ran his fingertips over her labia, brushing by her clit.

“Hmm,” he said distractedly
as he used the remote to change the channel to the late night news. “In the beginning we were having a hell of a time getting labor, but we’ve had the place blessed and that seems to have helped.”

Her breathing grew quicker as he continued to play with her pussy, swirling his fingers through her juices, twirling two fingers around her clit.

Orgasm flowed through her, swift and intense. Derrick simply pressed down on her clit, prolonging the pleasure until she’d drifted down from the high. Then he started all over again.