Warning Wendy (3 page)

It needs submission to make it complete.

Lucas didn’t complete the second half of the equation, but he didn’t need to. Wendy knew the truth of it, deep down in her soul.

For a few seconds their gazes remained locked. If he chose to, he could strip her himself. They both knew they would both enjoy the ensuing tussle a great deal. But, yes, he was right, dominance was nothing without submission to complete it.

Still holding his gaze, she reached for the edge of her top. Pulling it over her head, she tossed it aside. Squirming in the hay, she pulled off her shoes and socks then her jeans. Within a minute, she was down to her underwear.

Wendy’s heart raced. The game of predator and prey going on across the rest of the estate became irrelevant. Lucas wasn’t capturing her. She was offering herself to him, and that was far more terrifying than being shot by a damn paint ball could ever be.

Adrenaline raced through her, but she didn’t hesitate. Lace took even less time to remove than denim. Unhooking her bra, Wendy freed her breasts. Her nipples were already tight little buds that ached for Lucas’ touch. The waistband of her thong tore in her haste to remove it.

They’d barely even touched, and she was already wet and desperate to feel him inside her. Finally naked, she sat in the hay, unable to do anything other than wait for him to make his next move.

Lucas remained motionless for what felt like a lifetime. She held her breath, instinctively arching her back and pushing her breasts forward.

Eventually, he moved, but it was in the wrong direction. He took several paces away. She watched him go, unable to raise the words to call him back. A moment later, that became completely unnecessary. Grabbing a horse blanket from a hook on the wall, he tossed it onto the hay next to her and motioned for her to wriggle onto it.

After the scratchy hay, it felt like the height of luxury. Then, finally, he stepped closer. Tapping one boot against the inside of her ankle, he ordered her to spread her legs. She obeyed, planting her feet wide apart on the edge of the hay.

There was nowhere for her to hide. She was completely vulnerable, completely exposed, and it was the most amazing feeling in the world. He dropped to one knee between her spread legs. Their gazes remained locked. He barely seemed to have looked at her body, for all she was displaying herself to him with no shame.

Reaching out, he cupped her breast and ran his thumb over her nipple. A shudder racked her body. She moaned, helplessly pressing herself against his hand.

The smell of fresh hay filled her mind, mingling with the sensations racing through her body. She had no doubt that, from that moment on, stables would always seem as kinky to her as whips and leather.

Lucas’ thumb moved away. His lips took its place. The first kiss he placed against her nipple was gentle, almost sweet. The scrape of teeth that followed made her open her eyes in shock. Lucas wasn’t
always
sweet. The reminder sent a shiver of anticipation through her.

Without thinking about it, she lifted her hand toward the back of his head. She’d barely even touched his hair before he caught her wrist and pinned it against the hay alongside the blanket. As their eyes met, he took hold of her other wrist, too.

He moved forward, until they were nose to nose. He still wore his jeans. The denim pressed against her bare crotch as his body covered hers, rubbing against her, teasing her and making her whimper.

Lucas tightened his grip on her wrists as he ground down against her. He kissed her again, just as hard and demanding, just as perfect as before.

“Please.” Wendy couldn’t help herself, she shamelessly begged into the kiss as need tore through her body.

Lucas lifted his head. She saw equal need reflected in his eyes. He released one of her wrists. She expected him to reach for his fly, but his hand went to his back pocket and grabbed a condom instead.

Wendy reached for his fly, eager to speed things up in any way she could. All she managed to do was fumble at the top button before Lucas pushed her hand aside and did it himself. Wendy stared down between their bodies, watching impatiently as he finally freed his cock from behind the zipper.

His shaft was long and thick. She quickly wrapped her fingers around it, stroking the soft skin that covered the hard flesh, rubbing her thumb across the head and smearing the pre-cum over it as she explored him.

He tore the condom packet open with his teeth. She held out her hand, and he allowed her to put it on for him. Smoothing the latex down his shaft, she stole the opportunity for one more caress before his body covered hers once more.

The tip of his cock rubbed against her, pressing against her clit sending waves of hot bliss rushing through her body. He rocked his hips, and the head slipped lower to rest against her slit.

Wendy gasped, grappling at his shoulder with her free hand, trying to urge him forward. She failed. Lucas remained exactly where he wanted to be until he made his own decision to thrust.

Then, in one perfect movement, he buried himself deep inside her.

Moaning with approval, Wendy pressed her head back against the blanket and clenched around him. Her eyes fell closed; all the better to concentrate on every sensation.

“No.”

Wendy blinked in confusion.

“That’s right,” he commanded. “Keep looking at me.”

Wendy did as she was told. She also kicked down with her feet, trying to gain some leverage, but it was impossible. Altering tack, she lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist instead.

The angles changed. His next thrust found that perfect little sweet spot inside her. It was almost impossible to keep her eyes open then, but she fought against the instinct to close them.

Lucas wanted her to keep them open. And dominance wasn’t anything without submission. An order was useless without anyone to follow it. The pleasure to be found in obedience danced through her, joining with that which came from far more tangible sources.

Again and again he pounded into her. She bit down on her bottom lip as ecstasy built higher inside her.

His thrusts sped up. She saw his own need for release in his expression, but he didn’t give way to it. He kept pushing into her, until she thought she would lose her mind. Then, suddenly, perfection snapped together inside her. The world disappeared to be replaced by nothing but pure bliss.

Wendy screamed. Just a moment later, she felt Lucas’ rhythm desert him. He yelled out, his deeper voice mingling with hers until both sounds gradually died away.

She slumped back as Lucas collapsed alongside her. She couldn’t move, couldn’t think. All she could do was exist and glory in the whole thing.

“This doesn’t change the fact I want more than just a one night stand or a roll in the hay with you,” he suddenly warned.

She blinked up at the roof of the barn. In that moment, something that she hadn’t even realized was tensed inside her relaxed. She’d been wrong before. There were times when Lucas’ lectures and warnings weren’t annoying at all.

“So, what do you want?” she asked, still a little breathless.

“You,” he said. “I want you to belong to me.”

Wendy turned her head toward him. He already faced her, his expression completely serious.

“Not straight away,” Lucas allowed. “But that’s where we’re heading.”

Wendy nodded, very slowly as she moved closer and rested her head on Lucas’ shoulder. “Okay,” she said, biting back a very satisfied grin. “I guess I’ll consider myself warned…”

About the Author

Kim Dare is a twenty-eight year old full time writer from Wales (UK).

First published in December 2008, Kim has since released over fifty BDSM erotic romances. That means that well over one hundred characters have chattered away inside her head during that time—and that’s not even taking into account the fact that there are over three times that number of people clamoring in the wings for a chance to tell their stories. It’s no wonder she loses track of what’s happening in the “real” world at times…

While Kim’s stories range over male/male, male/female and all kinds of ménage relationships and have included vampires, time travelers, shape-shifters and fairytale re-tellings, they all have three things in common—kink, love and a happy ending.

Kim loves to talk to her readers and can be found at www.kimdare.com.

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