by Gail DeYoung
“Oh God!” he cried. He kissed her again, almost brutal in his desire to taste every inch of her. His tongue explored her teeth, the soft, slick sides of her mouth, the roughness of her tongue. It moved in and out in rhythm with the motion of his cock.
Her hands dug into his scalp, grabbing fistfuls of his hair. His animalistic craving drove her into a frantic rage. She squeezed her legs tightly around his waist, keeping him firmly implanted in her. Together, their hips pumped in rhythm against one another as their desire hit its crescendo. Her fingernails buried into the skin on his back. She opened her mouth to scream her orgasm, but once again, his mouth fell upon hers to stifle her cry. Moments later he too shook with the intensity of his orgasm as his thrusts became deeper, harder and more urgent.
He collapsed against her shoulder and she wrapped her arms around his neck, stroking his head and closing her eyes to enjoy the tiny tremors as his cock shrunk. She felt their heartbeats calming until they went back to normal.
Slowly, he released his hold and leaned back. He lifted her chin to gaze into her eyes. The light shining within the depths of his soft, brown eyes told her they had experienced more than just joining their bodies as one in lust. Something else very significant had just happened. He had opened his heart and soul to her.
“Thank you,” he whispered and softly kissed her lips.
When she caressed his cheek, his eyes drifted closed and a smile creased his lips.
“Permission to speak?”
“Yes.”
“You’re amazing, Sir.”
He took her hand in his and lay a kiss upon her palm and set it upon his chest over his heart.
“No, it is you who are amazing.”
He paused, looking at her for what seemed an eternity without speaking. Then he said, “I don’t want the evening to end yet. Come with me.”
He glanced toward his bedroom balcony. Wordlessly, the Trainer took her hand in his and led her to the shallow end of the pool.
Oh dear! Miss Tiffany is going to be so disappointed in me.
Chapter Six
“Sir, what if someone catches us?”
“I am the Master of this house and you’re obeying my orders. No one would dare challenge my authority.”
“Yes Sir.” She didn’t want to get him upset with her again. After all, if he didn’t mind, she certainly wasn’t going to complain. The choice was simple…go to bed alone in her room or join him in his bedroom. Hmmm. Not such a hard decision.
As they passed through the kitchen, Kaitlin noted it was almost eleven o’clock. Most of the household was quiet, except for the muffled sounds coming from the recreation center. She could distinguish the music from Titanic and knew the rest of her team would be occupied for quite some time.
Sir Damien held her hand as they walked to his master suite. Standing in front of the double-door entrance to his room, Kat glanced toward Corinne’s bedroom. A frisson of fear crawled up her spine and she prayed Corinne wouldn’t open her door just as they were entering the Trainer’s private quarters. Thoughts of extreme punishment from a jealous Switch crossed her mind. Thankfully, Corinne remained in her room.
His lips lifted into a warm smile as he opened the door.
“Come.”
The room’s extravagance took her breath away. As he led her past the canopied four-poster bed, she smiled at the thought of lying naked with him on the brown comforter. Moonlight spilled through the double French doors beside the bed, giving the room a romantic ambiance.
Damien opened the door to the enormous master bathroom, which was done in soft tones of beige, white and gold and decorated in an Egyptian theme.
“So what do you think?”
“Sir, it’s incredible. I love it!”
“Thank you.” They stood in front of the mirrored closet door and he wrapped his arms around her waist. She watched in the mirror as he pulled her hair to the side and planted a kiss on her shoulder.
“Let’s take a shower.”
“Yes Sir.”
“Set the water on a comfortable temperature and I’ll get some towels.” He smacked her rear end as she left him to comply with his order.
Sliding open the etched glass shower door, Kat noted the lights dimming in the room, leaving only the low spotlights in the shower. Then soft music began to play. Damien approached carrying two large, fluffy white towels. He hung them on the towel rack outside the shower, then laced her fingers between his and led her inside.
“Come.”
The lighting from above gave him an entirely different look. It shone in his hair as if a halo surrounded him and highlighted the sharply defined muscles of his chest. Kat traced the rise and fall of his sculpted curves as she admired the beauty of his male body. He did not stir while she explored, but she felt the excited beat of his heart beneath her fingertips.
“I am pleased that you like my body. Later you may explore it further with your mouth, but at the moment I want to show you something. Turn around.”
He angled the jet spray so that it hit directly on the vee between her legs. “Spread your legs and feel the water spraying your mons.” He adjusted the intensity so it spurted harder on her tender flesh.
The waterfall in the pool was refreshing, but it was nothing compared to the shower heads spraying on her.
“Oh!” She giggled.
“Do you like that?”
“Yes Sir!”
The sensation was similar to the stimulation of a vibrator. He stood behind her and squeezed her nipples while pleasure-producing beads of water pulsated against her. She leaned her head against his shoulder and he kissed the graceful column of her neck.
“This is heavenly!”
“Yes. Enjoy!”
Startled, she pulled away from him. “Sir, I’m sorry, I forgot to say ‘Sir’.”
He eased her back onto his shoulder again. “Yes, you did and you didn’t ask permission to speak. I’ll give you a proper spanking tomorrow to make up for your lack of respect in that regard during our time together tonight.”
Her eyes fluttered closed to concentrate on the vibrations as she relaxed against the solid wall of his chest. His fingers slipped between her legs and opened her lips wide so the sensation was even more intense. She felt her flesh blossom, while his rigid cock pressed into the crack of her buttocks. She rocked back to massage him with her plump cheeks.
“I see you wish to tease me tonight.” He turned her around and pushed her to her knees. “I need more than teasing, girl. Suck it!”
Her face was now directly in front of his very stiff rod. He placed his hands on his hips and looked down at her as she took the crown into her mouth, gazing up at him. The water spray kept hitting her in the eyes and she blinked at the annoyance.
“Close your eyes and work it with your hands and mouth.”
His cock completely filled her mouth and as she moved down over it, she swirled her tongue over and around it and sucked hard. Her hands stroked the thick shaft and the sensitive skin between his anus and the base of his cock. He moaned his enjoyment. She pulled away and plunged back down, enthusiastically sucking his delicious length.
“Yes, that’s right. Do it.”
Kat sucked in one ball at a time, running her tongue over the entire surface, pulling gently on them. His erection bobbed up and down in response. She wet a finger and slid it toward his anus. He moaned and spread his legs farther apart to give her as much access as she needed to reach that spot.
“Oh yes!” he said.
His legs quivered at her touch. She had discovered his secret pleasure spot and decided to make sure she took care of that area whenever they got together. The thought gave her pause. She could not assume that they would make love again. This could possibly be the only time they would do this.
She slipped the tip of her forefinger an inch inside his anus to rub his prostate gland and noticed how his body reacted. While running her tongue back over the top and down the side of his engorged cock, she conti
nued moving her finger in and out. His body tensed and she sensed he was close to climaxing.
“Stop!” he ordered, gritting his teeth. “I need to regain control.”
She paused as he commanded and waited. He took several deep breaths before giving her his next instruction.
“Let’s finish our shower. Then we’ll proceed.”
He picked up a netting ball, squirted some liquid soap on it and rubbed it across her chest and down to her mound. The roughness of the netting ball, mixed with the soft soap bubbles, invigorated her skin, making it extremely sensitive to the touch. He turned her around to wash her back and in between the crack of her buttocks. Once he rinsed those areas, he handed her the netting ball.
“Here, wash your arms and legs, then you may do me.”
She hurriedly washed herself so she could spend more time exploring his body with the soapy ball. There wasn’t a spot of fat on his well-toned body. She loved the feel of his cool skin as she washed the length and breadth of him. Delighted to be so intimate with him, she lingered longer than necessary while performing her task.
“Don’t worry, girl. You’ll have many more opportunities to fondle this body tonight. But I would like to continue our adventure in bed, so pick up the pace!”
A blush colored her cheeks. “Sorry, Sir. Yes, right away!”
A few strokes later, she tossed the ball into the holder on the wall. “You may rinse off, Sir.”
He turned her around and smacked her buttocks. Her wet skin enhanced the sting from his slap and she gritted her teeth.
“You’re so kind, but just remember, I’m the one who gives the orders around here, not you.”
The next thing she knew, he was leaning his hard body into her, pushing her face-first against the wall. He grabbed her hands and lifted her arms above her head, lacing his fingers with hers. A gentle nudge of his foot urged her feet out until she was spread-eagle against the cool tile. She felt his hard cock slide down between her cheeks and prod against her flesh until it found entry into her body.
“Mmmm, that’s what I’ve been craving this past half hour…more of your sweet, hot pussy.” He moved slowly against her, burying himself deep inside, then pulling out and pushing back in. She arched her back so her buttocks flared toward him, making his movements more pronounced. With each surge into her, she felt the luxurious slide of him filling her entirely and the tip hitting her G-spot.
Her breasts were crushed against the smooth tile until his hands slipped down her arms to grasp them. He squeezed her bosom and the muscles in her core squeezed him back with equal pressure. She felt a gentle nip on her shoulder, not hard enough to break skin but hard enough to encourage her hips to rotate. They moved in perfect unison, joined as one, wrapped in the soft light from above. Kaitlin closed her eyes to concentrate on the delicious feeling of his cock buried deep inside her. Though her own need was building, she wanted to make sure that she was giving him immense pleasure.
“Are you almost there? Answer me,” he said in a hoarse whisper against her ear.
“No Sir, not yet.”
“Well, I am. Turn around. You’re going to jerk me off.” He pulled out of her and pushed her to her knees in front of him. “Do it now. Quickly.”
She complied with his request, stroking his cock until the tip grew bright red.
“I’m going to come on your face. Close your eyes and open your mouth.” His voice was thick with passion.
Kat raised her face to him and closed her eyes as commanded.
“Okay, here it comes!”
She held his cock toward her face and heard him growl his orgasm. Hot come splashed upon her face and trickled down her body. She tasted him upon her tongue. It was a big load, even though they had just had sex a short while ago in the pool. She was impressed. The man was very virile. He trembled with the final tremors that rocked his body then dropped his head.
“I usually have more control. That won’t happen again.”
He helped her to stand and touched her face gently, wiping his slick come from her cheek. “You did very well, girl.”
She felt the warmth of a blush creep up her neck to her cheeks. Kat loved to hear his praise.
“Now, rinse yourself off and we’ll continue in bed.”
He kissed her lips, brushing softly against them. His tongue caressed her top lip from one side to the other then repeated the stroke on the bottom lip. She felt a tingling from the top of her head to her toes. What an amazing kisser he is!
He turned off the water and climbed out of the shower, assisting her over the tile step. Using one of the towels, he massaged her head and vigorously dried her body. When he had finished, she felt every inch of her body tingling. He hung the wet towel on the rack to dry then grabbed another dry towel before leading her into the master suite.
“There’s a refrigerator behind the bar. Get us something to drink. Bring me seltzer water.”
Kat nodded and got the water. She followed him to the bed and handed him the bottle of seltzer water. He patted the comforter next to him and she sat where he indicated. He looked at the bottle of regular water in her hand.
“What’s the matter? Don’t you like seltzer water?”
“Not really. I don’t like the taste, Sir.”
“Perhaps it’s because you don’t know how to enjoy it.” He took her water bottle from her hand and placed it on the nightstand. Then he displayed his bottle to her. “Actually, this wasn’t for me to drink. I had something else in mind. Lean back and open your legs.”
She smiled at him coyly and complied with his request.
He tucked a towel under her butt then poured the water on her mound. Little bubbles popped on her, tingling as it fizzed and trickled down between her cheeks.
“Oh my!” she squealed in delight. He did it again.
“Look, you’re all wet. I’ll have to lick it off you.”
His head dipped down between her legs. Kat sucked in a breath as she felt the warmth and roughness of his tongue lapping against her entrance. He made soft sucking sounds as he applied pressure and slipped his tongue deep inside. She quivered under the tender assault of his mouth and tongue. He grabbed her pussy lips with his mouth and pulled outward, stretching them as far as they could go and sticking a finger inside her, mimicking being fucked.
“You’re so bad, Sir.”
“No, you’re the one who’s bad. You talk too much. Now lie back and enjoy,” he said, smacking her lips gently. She jumped slightly at the surprising sting of his hand. He lowered his head once more and continued lapping her juices. She had never known such ecstasy and never felt so wet in her life. It was as though he had turned on a switch inside her that wouldn’t turn off and kept her highly electrified sexually.
He spread her legs even wider and pushed them toward her head.
“Hold these,” he said. She grabbed her ankles as requested. Resuming his tongue torment, he slowly moved farther down to her perineum and then ringed her anus. His tongue swirled back and forth over it and a wet finger slipped inside. Her muscles automatically contracted.
“Relax. I’m not going to hurt you. After all, two can play at this game,” he said, chuckling.
She felt a fizzing sensation as he poured seltzer water down there. That loosened her up a bit and a very wet fingertip slipped inside. This time it was easier to accept. He moved it in and out for a minute.
“I’m not going any deeper than this tonight.”
It was actually beginning to feel good when he stopped and shifted positions so her ankles rested on his shoulders. She felt the tip of his cock resting at her entrance. He pressed into her until she was almost folded in half. His entire body weight lay on top of her, their faces so close their noses almost touched.
“Am I too heavy for you?”
“No Sir, you’re fine.”
“Good. I’m going to take you roughly again.”
He plunged into her, his movement forceful and strong. She gritted her teeth as she felt
the entire length of him penetrate her fully. Eyes burning with sexual desire, he focused his gaze on hers as he pulled out and dove back into her. The canopied top of the bed swayed back and forth from his vigorous action. Kat dug her fingers into his shoulders to keep her balance. Though she could not move her hips in rhythm with his because of the position she was trapped in, she enjoyed the way he controlled their lovemaking.
Sweat beaded on his brow from the exertion. She loved being handled roughly almost as much as the gentler sex earlier in the shower. He was showing her all sorts of ways to have an orgasm and she reveled in the newness of it.
Pleasure rippled through her as she breathed heavily against him. His breaths came hard with every thrust. She noted the concentration on his face as he pulled out and crashed back into her body.
His face became red with the exertion. His cock had expanded inside her to the point of explosion. With each thrust, the tip banged harshly against her G-spot to the point of pain. His gaze locked with hers and he ground out his command.
“Come for me. Now!”
It was an order that brooked no disobedience. She came and came and came until she drenched the towel beneath her. He groaned loudly as he pulled out and ejaculated on her stomach. When he stilled, a smile came across his face. She reached up and wiped the sweat from his brow.
As her hand moved down his cheek, he turned his head and laid a kiss upon her palm. It was tender and full of unspoken emotion. Having been bent in a pretzel for a good half hour, she felt stiff and uncomfortable. At her grimace, he rolled off her in a fluid motion and she lowered her cramped legs. Then, when she sighed in relief, he slipped back on top of her again, covering her body with his. His big hands framed her face. He studied her features as if memorizing them then dipped down for a tender kiss.
“Good girl. You are learning to do as you are told.”
She smiled and nodded.
His features grew serious and he looked deeply into her eyes as if trying to read her thoughts or deciding what to say.
