This Love's Not for Sale (34 page)

Lilliana shook her head emphatically, her mouth par
ted in alarm and her eyes glowing with fear.

“Tucker, I can’t…”

Tucker put his long index finger up to her mouth, “Don’t speak, Lilly. Just wear it. We’ll figure out the rest later.”

Tucker took the shiny collar from the box.

“How does it open?” Lilliana asked.

Tucker reached into his pocket and removed a small L-shaped tool. “With this key.”

Tucker smiled when he saw the uneasiness leave Lilliana’s eyes. It was only appropriate that his pet wear a true collar. He only hoped Lilliana would accept it and the role she was about to step into.

“It’s a collar, pet. Do you understand its meaning?” he asked tensely before placing it around her neck.

“Yes, Tucker. Do
you
?”

Tucker knew what it meant;
it meant this thing with Lilliana was real; it meant there was no turning back.

“It means you belong to me and only me. It means that you
are
different, Lilly. You’re unique and only deserve to wear something as distinctive as this. You were wrong when you said if it wasn’t you it would be someone else. I don’t want anyone else, and I do need you. And I sure as hell am not trying to change who you are.”

“Tucker… I…” Lilliana’s eyes filled with tears and Tucker acted swiftly before either of them had a chance to let their fears of commitment overcome them. This was right and he knew it.
Lilliana was right. She was good and true and loyal, and fucking right for him. Tucker’s hands shook as he opened the necklace, and he almost dropped the small key twice. Lilliana placed her small hands over his and steadied them.

“We don’t have to do this.”

Lilliana’s eyes reflected sadness and a hurt that Tucker wanted to free her from.

“Like hell we don’t. We belong together.”
Lilliana’s gaze met his and he spoke with unwavering steadfastness. “You belong to me. Don’t you ever question that or my decisions again.”

Tucker waited for Lilliana’s reply and just when he thought he would have to paddle it out of her, she responded, “Is this the part where I say,
yes, Sir?”

Tucker growled lustily, “Abso-fucking-lutely.”

***

Tucker reached around Lilliana, placed the choker on her and closed it. When it clicked and locked into place, there was finality to it, an irrevocability that both Tucker and Lilliana both felt. Lilliana was scared out of her mind and she could see the same terror in Tucker’s simmering mahogany eyes.

Forever.
She had already been promised that once before, but this time it felt completely different. It felt more powerful; deeper. The last two days without Tucker had been miserable beyond anything she knew. She had never felt the connection with Adam that she felt with Tucker. Now
this;
this collar, his discipline, his possessiveness… As much as she tried to deny her feelings, she wanted this. She wanted Tucker and she needed him.

Seeing him parked
in her driveway and not going to him had damn near killed her. She wanted to hold him, but she had been so wounded by his actions, she couldn’t.  The last several days had been unbearable without Tucker’s touch. She had allowed herself one good cry and then refused to do it again for fear of never being able to stop.

But here he was now, placing this thing around her neck and telling her that t
here was no one else for him. And his eyes… they were so sincere and bright. All her fears melted away and she threw her arms around his neck so quickly, a gasp of air left Tucker’s lips. Lilliana had hardly been aware of how much she truly wanted Tucker until that very second. She pressed herself into him as her body quivered. Tucker pulled back and his mouth smashed down onto hers so aggressively, she barely had time to breathe as his tongue stabbed inside her mouth and caressed all the interior surfaces.

Tucker reached into his other pocket and pulled out a leash
, and Lilliana’s heart thudded in her chest as he clamped the end of it to the O ring. She was truly his now; his muse to rule over and dominate, and she hoped - to cherish.

“I’ve always wanted a real pet, Lilly. One who would surrender herself completely to me; one who would obey without hesitation and without question. Will you be that pet for me?”

Tucker’s usual familiar confident voice was gone and replaced by a fragile and unsure voice foreign to Lilliana’s ears. His need was all too apparent, and his yearning and sexual desire for her was dripping off his toned body. Tucker’s eyes burned for her and scorched a path through her heart. At that moment, she wanted nothing more than to please him, but the fear of complete submission was still coursing through her veins.

Tucker read her emotions and responded. “Being submissive doesn’t mean you’re weak. It takes a strong person to allow another to take control. I want to be that person for you.
I want all of you and nothing less, Lilliana.”

“I’ll do my best,” she squeaked out.

Tucker gave Lilliana his secret smile. “That’s all I ask.”

He
ran his fingers over Lilliana’s mouth and dipped them in, allowing her to suck on them. Without any further hesitation, she closed her eyes and gave into her carnal and taboo desires. Tucker tugged on the leash and guided her to the floor directly in front of him.

“On your knees,” he ordered fiercely, his confi
dence now back in full force.

He held the leash tightly with no slack so that he had
absolute control of Lilliana’s movements. Looping the end of the leash handle around his wrist, Tucker unbuckled his belt, teasing Lilliana with his slow tempo. Lilliana could hear herself panting as she waited feverishly to pleasure Tucker. She swallowed tightly as he slid his rigid cock out and pushed it down to meet her mouth.

“
Show me how much you want me.”

Tucker’s voice, deep and sensual, carried a unique force that Lilliana couldn’t resist if she tried. She
opened her mouth wide for Tucker and he swiftly pushed past her comfort zone, making her gag straight away. She focused and licked at him, coating his dick with a thick layer of saliva as she readied herself for another try. She brought her hands up to rest on his thighs, but Tucker had other plans.

“Hands
behind your back,” he demanded.

Lilliana didn’t ask why, she simply obeyed, and Tucker’s eyes lit up like roman candles when she did. She opened her mouth again
, and Tucker gripped her head with both hands in preparation of the mouth fucking she knew he had been eager to give her.  Lilliana concentrated and opened her throat to his shaft, and watched his mouth languorously. She was his to do with what he wanted, and she didn’t want it any other way.

Tucker slid into her mouth again, slowly and more patiently, easing his cock in and out. Lilliana’s eyes watered profusely and drool dripped down her chin, but she threw all humiliation out the window in her quest
to show Tucker how much she wanted to satisfy him. With each thrust, Tucker dipped deeper into her throat until he hit the sweet spot. At the base of her throat, Tucker’s cock pulsed and swelled, and her pulse quickened to his excitement.

“Oh, Lilly,” Tucker
exhaled as her throat constricted around him.

His eyes rolled back in his head when he pulled out and once again pushed himself into he
r mouth. Tucker dug his fingers into Lilliana’s hair as he thrust harder and faster. Their eyes met and he graced her with his lusty smile, their connection purely sensual. He was happy and she loved seeing the sheer joy on his face of having given herself over to him. Lilliana squeezed her thighs together to try and suppress the ache in her pussy, but the sloppy sounds of his throat fucking were overwhelming her.

“That’s it, pet,” he grunted, diving deeper yet.

Still buried deep in her throat, his movements ceased and Lilliana thought she would suffocate, but just as she reached her limit of breathlessness, Tucker withdrew and allowed her to breathe.

When her sputtering died down, Tucker pushe
d past her lips again. Just as her throat squeezed around him, he stilled, and his warm, thick, salty release hit the back of her throat as he shouted her name loudly. She felt the movement of his ragged breathing and the throbbing of his dick, and Lilliana gagged but swallowed his gift.

“That was incredible,” he moaned, throwing himself onto the lounger.

Lilliana studied Tucker as he caught his breath. He was so devastatingly beautiful on so many levels; not just physically but intellectually and spiritually. And she belonged to him for
eternity.

***

Tucker gently eased Lilliana off the floor and led her to the bedroom. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and her touch upset his balance, but the unsteadiness of his composure that she caused was welcome. He stood Lilliana at the foot of the bed while he undressed her, caressing each part of her body that became exposed to him. He kissed her neck and taste overpowered all of his senses.

“Oh, Tucker, t
hank you,” Lilliana sighed while Tucker continued to suck at her soft flesh.

With hi
s lips pressed against her collarbone, he mumbled, “For what?”

“For making me feel like a woman again. For this,” she touched the collar.

Tucker’s pulse quickened with her soft spoken words and he felt compelled to ravage her. He lifted her into his arms again and strode quickly to the time-out room. He laid her naked body on the bondage bed and skillfully shackled her wrists, ankles, and neck into place.

Lilliana’s breathing became rapid and
unpredictable, so Tucker leaned down and whispered in her ear, “Shh, pet. I’m going to make you fly tonight.”

Tucker couldn’t help but notice the shivers that his words sent across Lilliana’s skin. He ghosted a finger over her taut nipples and captured one in his mouth as he tugged at the other. Lilliana’s moans
flooded Tucker’s senses.

“No music tonight, Lilly. Only the sounds of our breathing and cries of pleasure.”

Lilliana nodded enthusiastically. Tucker sauntered over to the rack with whipping instruments where he stripped down. He brought down a new tawse he had been itching to break in and smiled at its short length.

“Just your size,” he commented, the rich timbre of his voice filling the small room.

Next, he picked up a feather tickler, a strip of silk, a Wartenberg’s wheel, and a blindfold. Tucker first placed the covering over Lilliana’s eyes tightly, shielding out all light.

“I want to hear how much you enjoy this, Lilly. Don’t hold anything back
. I want lots of adjectives.”

The corners of Lillia
na’s mouth curled upwards, “Yes, Sir.”

Tucker’s cocked twitched at the way her mouth formed the word
Sir.
He blinked several times before leaning down to kiss her. He was anxious to make Lilliana’s skin prickle, crawl, burn and tingle with arousal. He glided his tongue down the center of belly to her mound where he delivered a sharp bite, making Lilliana squeal.

“
So nice,” she moaned.

Tucker reached for
the feathers and dusted them over the bottoms of her feet and up her legs to her pussy, making her toes curl and laughter escape her throat.

“Good, so
very good,” Lilliana mewled.

The silk came
next. He wrapped the long thin strand around a breast and pulled it tight, then let it glide over her skin before placing it flat against her cheek so she could feel the coolness of the fabric.

“Oh, Tucker, that feels so
wonderful,” she panted.

Lilliana’s body writhed and squeaked noisily against the bed. She yanked on the restrains around her wrists and Tucker’s fiery gaze took all of it in. He was in another place as he watched the way her body respond
ed to his touch. Tucker slipped a finger into her wet well and circled it around only to remove it quickly.

Lilliana begged, “More please…”

Tucker chuckled. Damn he loved to hear her beg. Reaching for the tawse, he slapped it against her belly, softly at first, then gradually built up to a rapid rhythm of light-to-moderate smacks down and over her thighs, and tops of her feet. Lilliana hissed and panted, softly moaned, and smiled. Suddenly, he strictly brought it down onto her labia making Lilliana shriek from the unexpected sensation. She tossed her head back and jerked her body violently.

“Tell me wha
t it feels like,” Tucker insisted.

“Delicious, wicked…” she stammered out breathlessly.

“What else?” he asked as he spread her labia open and delivered another lighter slap over her clit.

“Oh, God! I don’t know… it hurts.  No…
not pain. It feels like, I can’t describe it. I just want more!” Lilliana grunted as her body arched into Tucker’s leather.

Tucker swore he could hear Lilliana’s heart beating in his ears. He was totally entranced by her naked body and the sounds of her breath as it left her lungs. Tucker placed his mouth next to
hers so he could feel her moist breath against his mouth. His feelings for her were intensifying by the minute, and when the shiny metal collar glinted in the light, precum dripped down his thigh.