eager to see if it was a fluke. She felt him reach across her back and grab a condom from the nightstand. The sound of him ripping the packet made her shake with anticipation.
Chapter 7
Submit to me? She doesn’t know what she’s asking…does she?
Martin tried hard to tame the animal that lurked just beneath the surface as he rolled the condom down his shaft. He resolved to have vanilla sex with this woman because he wanted her. He wanted to give up on his dominant tendencies to make something work with her. Something real and meaningful.
“Grab onto the spindles and don’t let go.”
He crawled in between her thighs, positioning himself at her entrance. She latched on to the wrought iron spokes and braced herself for him. He lifted her hips and slipped inside her. She tried to move, but he held her still.
“Feel me.” He didn’t thrust, but instead moved inch by inch as deeply as her body would allow. “Focus for me. Can you feel the cool silk rubbing against your sensitive nipples? Think about what it was like when I had them between my teeth.”
“Martin…”
He pulled out of her and then slide back inside, setting a torturously slow pace. “How does your pussy feel against the sheets? I bet you’re so wet I’ll have to change them.”
She moaned and tightened her grip around the spindles.
“Do you like when I fuck you from behind?” He lowered his lips to her ear. “I want an answer.”
“Yes… You’re so deep this way.”
“Do you have any idea the places I can take your body? The limits I can push?” He twisted his hand around her hair and pulled her head back. “Just let go for me, Arianna. Let me take over.”
“I’m going to come again.”
“That’s three times tonight.” He kissed the back of her neck. “You’re a bad girl.”
“Oh…please…” Her muscles tightened around his cock as her hands slipped from the spindles. She shuddered beneath him.
Martin pulled her up onto her knees and wrapped his arms around her breasts. He slammed his hips against her ass as fast as he could, bringing himself to release. He closed his eyes and continued to move inside her long after he came, not wanting to break their connection. He inhaled the scent of her sweet smelling hair before easing her down to the mattress.
He rubbed her shoulders and ran his fingertips up and down her spine. Listening as her breathing slowed, he bent down and kissed her cheek. He’d tired his little vixen out. She’d fallen asleep within seconds. It was the most relaxed he’d seen her since meeting her.
He lay down beside her, pulling her onto his chest because he needed to be close to her. Her skin was still heated and her hair was damp with sweat from their encounter, but she looked so peaceful. He wondered if she had any idea what she had asked of him tonight.
She had no experience as a sub. Prior to this evening, she never would have admitted there was anything submissive about her. She’d started out the night stating she’d never kneel for him. But now she had changed the terms.
How far is she willing to go?
* * * *
Martin sat out on the porch sipping his coffee and reading the morning paper. He hadn’t felt this tranquil in a long time. He’d already gone for a morning swim, showered, and had breakfast. It was after nine and his attorney had yet to make an appearance.
He couldn’t blame her. After all, he hadn’t let her sleep much throughout the night. He tried to leave her alone, but her allure was too tempting to resist. He hadn’t even thought about checking his messages or logging onto his laptop this morning. Business had always been part of his morning routine, no matter the day of the week, but today felt different. Today the only thought on his mind was Arianna. He’d still be in bed with her if he hadn’t convinced himself that she needed her sleep. If he’d stayed tangled between the sheets with her they’d never see the light of day.
Arianna stood in the
Chapter 7
Submit to me? She doesn’t know what she’s asking…does she?
Martin tried hard to tame the animal that lurked just beneath the surface as he rolled the condom down his shaft. He resolved to have vanilla sex with this woman because he wanted her. He wanted to give up on his dominant tendencies to make something work with her. Something real and meaningful.
“Grab onto the spindles and don’t let go.”
He crawled in between her thighs, positioning himself at her entrance. She latched on to the wrought iron spokes and braced herself for him. He lifted her hips and slipped inside her. She tried to move, but he held her still.
“Feel me.” He didn’t thrust, but instead moved inch by inch as deeply as her body would allow. “Focus for me. Can you feel the cool silk rubbing against your sensitive nipples? Think about what it was like when I had them between my teeth.”
“Martin…”
He pulled out of her and then slide back inside, setting a torturously slow pace. “How does your pussy feel against the sheets? I bet you’re so wet I’ll have to change them.”
She moaned and tightened her grip around the spindles.
“Do you like when I fuck you from behind?” He lowered his lips to her ear. “I want an answer.”
“Yes… You’re so deep this way.”
“Do you have any idea the places I can take your body? The limits I can push?” He twisted his hand around her hair and pulled her head back. “Just let go for me, Arianna. Let me take over.”
“I’m going to come again.”
“That’s three times tonight.” He kissed the back of her neck. “You’re a bad girl.”
“Oh…please…” Her muscles tightened around his cock as her hands slipped from the spindles. She shuddered beneath him.
Martin pulled her up onto her knees and wrapped his arms around her breasts. He slammed his hips against her ass as fast as he could, bringing himself to release. He closed his eyes and continued to move inside her long after he came, not wanting to break their connection. He inhaled the scent of her sweet smelling hair before easing her down to the mattress.
He rubbed her shoulders and ran his fingertips up and down her spine. Listening as her breathing slowed, he bent down and kissed her cheek. He’d tired his little vixen out. She’d fallen asleep within seconds. It was the most relaxed he’d seen her since meeting her.
He lay down beside her, pulling her onto his chest because he needed to be close to her. Her skin was still heated and her hair was damp with sweat from their encounter, but she looked so peaceful. He wondered if she had any idea what she had asked of him tonight.
She had no experience as a sub. Prior to this evening, she never would have admitted there was anything submissive about her. She’d started out the night stating she’d never kneel for him. But now she had changed the terms.
How far is she willing to go?
* * * *
Martin sat out on the porch sipping his coffee and reading the morning paper. He hadn’t felt this tranquil in a long time. He’d already gone for a morning swim, showered, and had breakfast. It was after nine and his attorney had yet to make an appearance.
He couldn’t blame her. After all, he hadn’t let her sleep much throughout the night. He tried to leave her alone, but her allure was too tempting to resist. He hadn’t even thought about checking his messages or logging onto his laptop this morning. Business had always been part of his morning routine, no matter the day of the week, but today felt different. Today the only thought on his mind was Arianna. He’d still be in bed with her if he hadn’t convinced himself that she needed her sleep. If he’d stayed tangled between the sheets with her they’d never see the light of day.
Arianna stood in the
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