by Linzi Basset
“Dream on, Mister Dom. You know what? I changed my mind. I’m leaving.”
She lowered her arms and pushed against his shoulders. A laughable attempt at best. Adding a cold glare didn't assist in her attempt to free herself.
“You changed your mind? You don’t have a say in this, sub. You disobeyed an order I gave with a very definite warning as to what would happen if you ignored it.” His hand circled her throat again. This time the pressure made her gasp and she teetered on the tip of her toes. She clawed at his hands as she struggled to breathe. “Hands!”
She whimpered but released the hold she had on him and raised her arms above her head.
Trent brushed his lips back and forth over hers. He chuckled as a low groan breezed from her lips followed by a painfilled cry as his teeth clamped around her bottom lip. Hard and instantly he bit into the pulpy softness.
He licked away the sting with a sensual swipe of his tongue to growl against her quivering mouth. “There’s only one thing that will stop this, Riley and until you make use of it, the dogs aren’t going anywhere and I’m going to fuck your brains out, right here, against the door and then on my desk, with them watching.”
Snow! Say it. Shout it at him. Goddammit, Riley, use your safeword.
But no matter how hard her mind screamed at her, her body was stronger. Her ovaries were doing a foxtrot on the beat of her pulsing clit where he rubbed his jeans against the vulnerable nub. Her loins lubricated her pussy with a flush of her essence in preparedness for his possession.
Riley lost the battle before it even began.
Her gaze settled on his mouth. A little devil inside her prodded her to be bold. Even though she felt herself tremble, she gave in to the desire to act out. With deliberate slowness, her tongue took a slow foray over her bottom lip.
“Does that mean you’re going to kiss me as well?”
Trent had seen the flash of defiance in her eyes but was still surprised at what puffed from her lips. It was undeniable how her sultry voice intoxicated his mind with each melodious syllable. The beast inside released a hungry roar. He supped on the decadent aroma of her arousal that drifted into his nostrils, sparking the heat that flooded his cock as the rush of lust tapped into the Dom in him.
He tested the pulpiness of her bottom lip with a brush of his thumb. Her eyes flared as his hand fluttered on her face, moving down, past her collarbone. The opulent texture of her skin held him completely spellbound.
Riley bit back a moan at the feather light touch that sparked a shiver at the base of her neck. Her lips tingled with the desire to feel his taking possession of them but he ignored her silent plight. Her brain was afire, set alight by his fingertips that had to be electric, because wherever they touched, her skin tingled in a crackling frenzy. She closed her eyes and tried to settle her breathing. The touch of his fingers, as they brushed lightly over the sides of her breasts was like divine fire for her soul. She couldn’t prevent another moan as she experienced the tingling sensation of her nipples budding into taut nubs.
Sex wasn’t a luxury in Riley’s life. She loved it, but Jason had soured the experience for her over the past three years. The way Trent’s caresses affected her floored her and she had difficulty focusing on anything but the sensations that flooded her body.
“You want me to kiss you?” His breath whispered in a hot breeze at the nape of her neck, barely touching. Suddenly her body became paralyzed, yearning for those warm, firm lips to touch her skin.
“Yes. I want you to kiss me,” she thrilled, barely a whisper.
“Did I mention kissing when I warned you to stay out of here when I’m working, Riley?”
“No.” Again a soft explosion of sound from her lips as her defenses continued to crumble under his caressing hands that completely bespoke the harshness of his voice.
“Remind me what I said would happen, Riley. Because I don’t want any regrets or accusations afterward,” he demanded impatiently. His body had turned rigid and hard against hers. The huge ridge that dug into her soft stomach stumped her mute.
Riley lost the ability to think logically or even remotely sensibly. The curling and swirling heat inside her loins demanded that he did exactly what he’d promised. The wetness of her pussy wept for it.
“His hand curled around her throat and squeezed. “I don’t like waiting, sub. Tell me,” he demanded.
“Ahh, that . . . hmm, that you’re going to fuck me so hard and rough that I’ll be walking bowlegged for a week.” The words rushed from her lips, her breathing fast and erratic as she pressed her breasts into the hand that continued its ruthlessly restrained touches.
“And?” His fingers tightened; she went onto her toes.
“My … my pussy will be raw by the time you’re done.”
“Good girl,” he praised as he brushed his lips over her collarbone.
Riley was on the edge of swooning. She was unable to compute the pleasure drenching her loins from that sensual kiss
“I hope you are, Riley.” The growl into her ear, his tongue tracing the edge of her lobe.
Lust rocketed through her, exploding from her in a feminine growl—a sound of carnal expectations. It was heady to be ensnared in this powerful man’s massive focus.
Trent was amazed at how affected he was by the lustful need in her voice. He felt it in the hardening of his balls that set his cock throbbing.
She boldly reached up and fisted her hands in his hair, ignoring the warning of his hand that tightened even more around her throat
“Yes. Now, kiss me!”
Riley had no idea where her confidence came from to act like this. She had never been the emboldened one in a sexual relationship. This time, her desires guided her decision not to wait for him to act. She yanked down his head and locked her lips against his.
Trent was amused by her ballsy attitude and therefore allowed her the small victory, but he turned the kiss on her with a passionate lustfulness that left her floundering in her mind. Deep, erotic and drugging strokes of his tongue, that weren’t just seduction; he demanded her full submission as he laid claim to every emotion that he invoked with the kiss.
Riley drowned in a heatwave of desire, helpless against the way he ravaged her mouth. She knew it was more than teaching her a lesson. He was just as affected and invested in the kiss as she was. Neither could get enough; he drank from her like she was the oasis he needed to quench a thirst. He nibbled and bit her lips, only to soothe them with a deep kiss; demanding more with every swirl of his tongue against hers. She was torn between the elation of having his mouth on hers and the desire to feel his hand touch her skin . . . and then, he was there.
Oooh, sweet snowballs! His hands are so hot.
The brush of his fingers over her stomach sent a shockwave through her. She realized with a start that her shirt gaped open and her bra had been pulled down allowing her breasts to pop up boldly. His marauding hand skated between her legs as he zeroed in on . . . ooh! That feels so good . . . his fingers gently teased the wet patch between her legs.
Riley moaned into his mouth, barely cognizant of him tearing off her clothes and throwing them on one of the chairs. At the same time, he plunged two fingers deep inside her.
“Ah, so hot and eager to be fucked.”
His raw voice hardly registered as her pussy clenched at the welcome intrusion— the kind she’d dreamt about for years. She scoffed at those dreams now. Dreams were nothing compared to reality. Not this reality.
Trent brushed her clit, stealing her breath with sensual strokes. She went on tiptoes, trying to escape the almost torturous arousal, only to press down for more. The sensations overwhelmed her; shocked her. Never had she felt so alive. Her body shuddered when his fist closed around her thong at the back and tore it from her body.
Riley gasped jerkily, only to wail a cry of primal greed when he spread her legs wider and pressed his cock against her slit. With slow deliberation, he nudged the blunt head inside her heated channel. Her w
et, throbbing pussy clenched around his length as he thrust inside.
Hard and to the hilt.
Fuck. She’s so tight.
He felt the pulse of his cock all the way into his head; a duet to the beast that demanded to have the hunger fed off her sensual body. He stroked and flexed his shaft against the silky warm sheath that gave way to his demand.
Riley lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist.
“Oh no, you don’t,” he spat and pushed his arms under her knees, dragged them to the side of her and pinned her spread open against the door. She arched and moaned as the position forced him deeper, pressing against her cervix.
“This isn’t for your pleasure, sub. You don't get to dictate the pace. You might find pleasure but I’ll decide what buttons of yours to push when.”
Her pulsing heat combined with rhythmically clenching soft walls around his shaft, were the final conduit for Trent to let go of the control he’d been holding in check since he’d stared at her for the first time in his bed. He released the pent-up lust she’d unleashed in him.
“Keep your hands above your head, no matter what. If you think you’ve ever been fucked before … you’re about to receive your first lesson in the difference between being fucked by a vanilla man and a Dom.”
He pulled back slowly and then pounded her against the wall with sharp forward snaps of his hips. Her low cry of surprised pain urged him on and he plundered her body with a raw need that had him undulating his hips against hers with forceful strength.
“Fuck, Riley, I can lose myself in your hot pussy,” he growled with his blazing gaze on where his cock plowed her softness.
Trent froze. He wasn’t wearing a condom. He never fucked anyone without one. His chest heaved up and down as he battled to force back the desire to continue. Never had he felt such a desire to plunder a pussy bare.
“Are you on the pill, Riley?” he bit out through gnashed teeth.
“Yes,” she puffed out breathlessly, her pussy spasming around his hard cock. “Please, I’m so close,” she begged in a broken voice. She clenched her pussy around his hard length inside her; feeling the tingle of heat start at the back of her neck and the weakening of her arms. She knew she was about to tumble over the edge.
“I’m not wearing a condom. I never fuck without one.” He dragged in a deep breath. “Which means I’m clean and I have no doubt you are too. I don’t want to stop and cover my dick in rubber, not now that I’ve felt your heat around me.”
“I am on the pill and I made sure I took them every day I’ve been here. Don’t stop, Sir. I want to feel your heat inside me too.”
Riley was in a state of euphoria as she thrashed demandingly against him.
Crack! Crack!
“Ooowww!” Riley screamed at the two unexpected and painful slaps against her nipples.
“I told you not to dictate how this goes, sub. Keep still,” he growled in a dark voice that immediately stilled her quivering form.
She tried to curtail her cries but they burst in a soprano choir from her lips as he began hammering into her. It felt like he was permanently attaching her to the door. His lips closed around a nipple. He sucked once and then bit into it, so hard that her cry turned into a wail of desperation when the pain clashed with the pleasure in a culmination of a climax so profound, Riley could do nothing but ride it through.
She grabbed his neck when suddenly she was airborne as he turned with her in his arms and laid her on his desk. He spread her legs wide and up against her sides. His eyes flashed darkly.
“Hands.”
Riley lifted her hands above her head, relieved to find that she could curl them around the edge behind her. It offered her a sense of stability in an increasing spiral of helplessness as he began to pound into her again.
“Have you ever had anal before, Riley?”
“Yes, but … oh shitting snowman!” she screamed as a climax wreaked through her. Riley had responded without thought. If she actually had the ability to think at that moment, she would’ve said no, because anal with Jason had been anything but pleasant.
His eyes dropped and his mind went numb. The sight of his cock buried so deep inside her body nearly unhinged him. This time, when his body demanded, his mind switched off and he plunged into her, watching as her folds wrapped themselves around his disappearing girth every time. He folded one hand around her hip to keep her in place as the forceful thrusts pushed her higher on the table.
The beast reveled in her screams and cries as he continued the ruthless possession of her body. He purred with every climax that left her breathless and ended in her pleading for him to stop.
“Please,” she gasped haggardly. “Stop. I … ooh! No! What … ahh, Yeezus!” She screamed as he flipped her over. The crinkling of paper barely registered when in one hard shove, he breached her sphincter. He didn’t move, allowing her a breather to catch her breath. His hand drew sensual circles on her back and the other reached around her to toggle her clit. The sudden gentleness made her relax.
“Easy, Snowflake. How many times have you had anal?”
“A couple but I didn’t like it and he … he wasn’t half as big as you,” she ended in a sharp wail as he slowly worked his cock deeper until he was firmly wedged hilt deep inside her bowels.
“Size doesn’t matter in your ass, sub. It can stretch to accommodate me.” He leaned over her and clamped his teeth into the muscle at her shoulder. She cried out and clawed at the edge of the table where she was still hanging onto for dear life. “Have you ever climaxed from anal?”
“No!” she said indignantly.
Was the man for real? Who in their right mind would be able to climax from a cock in your ass?
He laughed at her outrage, accurately reading her response in the tightness of her body. He wrapped his hands under her waist and picked her up to put her on all fours on the thick carpet.
“Oh, freaking hell,” she wailed as he pushed her shoulders down to the floor.
“That’s better. This way I can fuck your ass properly and I have full access to your girly bits. He slapped her left buttock. “Prepare yourself for the hardest climax you’ll ever have, Snowflake.”
“I sincerely doubt thaaat … fucck me!” she ended in a desperate cry as he pulled back his cock, ensuring that he awakened every nerve ending along the way and slammed back in, over and over. He toggled her clit and pinched her nipples with a sensual precision she had no way of compartmentalizing.
Her eyes rolled back in their sockets when he pushed two fingers inside her. With deliberate suaveness, he brushed the swollen ganglia on the inside wall of her vagina, knowing it would trip her circuits. Riley realized he had tapped into her one weakness when he pinched her nipple between his fingers and pulled it away from her body. Nipple play pushed her on a cloud of desire without too much effort.
Riley’s mind was a whirlpool of color, flashing brightly in front of her eyes, as a wave of pleasure crashed upon her. She arched her back, clawing at the carpet as she desperately rode the rogue waves of ecstasy that threatened to drown her.
Trent powered into her, driven by his own desire for release as her continued cries spurred him on as much as the clenching of her pussy around his fingers as he slid in and out of her.
Riley heard her cries echo in the room, and try as she might, she couldn’t stop. Trent clamped both hands around her hips and pounded her so hard and fast, her knees lifted off the carpet. The waves continued to crash, dragging her down deeper and deeper as they kept rolling over her, never ebbing.
“I can’t … I can’t …” A band tightened around her chest when she couldn’t draw a proper breath.
“Yes, you can. Give me more, Riley. I want every fucking drop of cum you have inside you. Yes, that’s it,” he praised as her body shuddered through the tsunami that refused to end.
Her face contorted as she felt herself slipping from reality.
Trent stiffened and his fingers dug deeper into her hips. Wi
th a loud grunt, he thrust deep, lifting her knees higher than before, which triggered another blissful wave to throw her to the shore of pleasure. She felt the heat of his ejaculation explode deep inside her bowels, fighting off the black void of unconsciousness that threatened to blanket her.
Trent was right. She had never come so hard in her life.
Riley was limp as a ragdoll when he picked her up in his arms and carried her upstairs. She gasped as he followed her down, spreading her legs wide.
“Oh my god, you can’t be serious!”
“I never renege on a threat, Snowflake. You’d do well to remember that. This little pussy is far from raw and there are many hours till morning.”
Chapter Ten
Trent stopped midway down the stairs the next morning as he found himself whistling a happy tune.
“Fucking hell, when was the last time I whistled?”
“Warf!” Storm responded where he stood waiting for him at the bottom of the stairs, staring at him with his head tilted at a nonplussed angle. Even he was confused at hearing the strange sound coming from his master's lips.
He continued descending, but try as he might, the smile refused to slip from his mouth. What had started as a punishment had ended in a very sexually satisfying evening. Now, more than ever he was glad he had chosen the sleigh bed with the long bedposts at the four ends. It proved to be a highly entertaining sight to bind Riley with her own lingerie in a spread-eagle position— all for his pleasure and her submission.
A subjugation that still surprised him and left him tingling all over. A weird and foreign feeling, but it was exactly what it felt like, as if he’d been hit by a lightning bolt and every nerve ending sizzled in after effect.
“Raptor come in. Dispatch calling Raptor.” He changed direction at a crackling voice coming from his study.
“Go for Raptor. What’s up, Sally?”
“I just wanted to let you know that with the combined plowing effort of all your neighbors, all the roads to the main road should be cleared by tomorrow evening.”
