I Need You Always

by Cynthia P. O'Neill

  “Eyes on me pet.” His words were strong, as my eyes refocused on him. “I want to be able to read your emotions. I want you to know who’s bringing you this pleasure. I need to mark you as MINE, my love.”

  A throaty, “Yes,” stumbled out of my mouth and I watched in fascination as his teeth gently bit into the side of my breast and his lips sucked on it causing a mark to form.

  His knees slipped inside mine, causing me to open myself up to him. His hands moved up and down my sides as his lips kissed a line down toward my navel; his tongue dipping into it and circling down toward my mound. As soon as his tongue hit the top of my labia, I arched my back and began to squirm, needing to feel more.

  “More.” Did I just say that out loud?

  “Anything you desire cara mia.” Dane’s voice was laden with promises to come.

  His hands parted my folds as his tongue took a swipe at my clit, seeking out my hard nubbin and biting it gently with his teeth. His hands began to massage the muscles of my inner thighs and work their way up to my center, where one of his fingers circled the outer edges of my center before plunging inside. A moment later, a second finger was added, alternating between plunging in and out and scissoring me to stretch me for his girth.

  I couldn’t contain myself. I began to ride his hand and his mouth as he continued to suck on my clit and finger my core. “I need . . .”

  “Yes, Marissa. Tell me what is it you need?” His face was dripping with my essence, his eyes were glazed and full of lust and adoration for me.

  “I need you. I want to feel your cock in me.” I couldn’t believe I was saying these words, but his actions had my climax building and hanging on the edge of a precipice, ready to fly forward.

  A small smile spread across his face, as his thumb ground into my clit with firm pressure, while his fingers pressed hard against my g-spot. “Then come for me, mi amore.”

  My back arched involuntarily as my lungs shouted out my release. His thumb continued to ground out my orgasm as he slowly kissed his way back up toward my lips, nipping on the edges of them, causing me to crave his touch even more.

  His hands came up and caressed both sides of my face, as his cock aligned at my entrance. “Are you ready for this?”

  I nodded. We’d already discussed whether I was on the pill and I saw his health report showing he was completely clean. So I knew he wouldn’t be reaching for a condom. If I was going to do this, I wanted to feel the full effect of what it’s like to become one with him. “Still green, Sir.”

  His eyes closed for a moment as he took in a deep breath, absorbing the depth of my words. When he reopened them, they were filled with a desire I’d never seen on a person before.

  I lifted my head towards his lips, needing to feel them pressed against mine. He caught onto my need and kissed me with such intensity that I felt his soul merge with me. He thrust his tongue into my mouth and I matched his every movement.

  He had me so distracted and relaxed that I didn’t feel him enter at first, until he gasped. His face showed that he was wrestling with his need. “You’re so damn tight. I’m having to hold back and not rush, or this might be over quicker than we’d like.”

  I wanted so badly to hold onto him, pull him closer and stroke him with reassurance. I wrapped my legs around his back causing me to tilt my hips and opening myself up to him. He pushed forward slowly until surprise swept across his face and he stopped.

  “Marissa, you’re still a virgin.” I looked at him with surprise. I thought Tom had broken my barrier, that it was the reason why I’d bled so much that night. “If you want to remain one, I can pull out and we don’t have to go any further. You have the power to stop this.”

  His lips were only a breath away from mine. I leaned up and licked them, before pulling at his lower lip with my teeth. “Make me yours, Sir.”

  He kissed me gently, but warned. “When I push through, it will hurt just for a few seconds, then the pain should go away and you should only feel pleasure. Are you ready?”

  I nodded and held my breath as he reared back with his cock and pushed forward into me. I could feel the pinch and a quick flash of pain. I looked down to notice that he was fully sheathed inside me. He’d hovered over me, letting me adjust to his size, as he began caressing my face with one of his hands and kissing me gently. “You’re doing good, love. The hard part is over.”

  I felt the tension in my body release and felt Dane start to move above me in small strokes. The pain was gone, he hadn’t lied to me. I soon felt a stirring in my belly letting me know my climax was starting to build.

  In a rushed breath, he uttered, “My God, you feel so damn good. I want to stay inside you for all time.” His lips came down hard against mine as his tongue plunged into my mouth and increasing speed along with his cock. The strokes were longer, faster, and harder as our breathing sped up and I found myself standing on the edge of ecstasy.

  I felt my insides begin to quiver against him and my eyes begin to close, absorbing all the new feelings and sensations he’d awakened inside of me.

  “Open your eyes, Now! I need to see you when you lose yourself to me. Be my submissive, Marissa, be my girlfriend, mi amore.”

  He decreased his stroke slightly, waiting for me to answer. “The answer is yes, Sir, to all.”

  A warm smile spread across his face as a sheen of sweat broke out on his forehead. He picked up his pace and leaned over my lips, looking deep into my eyes, as he whispered, “Come with me, love . . . come for me NOW.”

  My body responded instantly to his words, clenching around his cock and trying to hold him deep within me. I screamed out his name as he thrust into me one last time before praising my name on his lips.

  He quickly unhooked the scarves and let my hands wrap around his neck to hold him tight to me, as we kept kissing one another, and feeling the small sensations of our orgasms begin to fade.

  Dane wrapped his arms around me and rolled us to where I was on top, still keeping us connected. His hands caressed my back, drawing small circles against my skin as he looked at me in reverence. “Are you okay, my darling? I didn’t hurt you did I?”

  “If this is how amazing sex is, then please teach me; give me more.” I smiled before planting a chaste kiss on his lips.

  He placed both his hands on each side of my face. “You truly amaze me. Don’t worry, we’ll do more, but you might be a little sore right now. I’ll draw us a bath so you can soak and we can continue at whatever speed you’re comfortable with.”

  He kissed my forehead, my nose, and then my lips. “Sex can be this amazing with the right person. While some Dom’s like to call it the act of fucking, with you it will always be an act of love.”

  His words made the last piece of wall I’d built around my heart melt. I felt as though I hadn’t a care in the world. He was right, I was definitely sore. I’d winced when he’d finally pulled out of me.

  The water felt amazing, as he slid in behind me and washed every inch of me before washing himself. He told me he wishes to wake me one day with sex and wanted to see if the idea scared me. Just waking up next to him seemed like a dream, but adding that would surely be a bonus.

  “Bring me into your world, Dane. Show me what you desire in a submissive and push me to my limits. I promise to let you know if you ever go too far, my love.”

  THE LAST COUPLE OF days have been a dream. Marissa and I fit so perfectly together, in all aspects of our lives, that I wonder how I ever managed to survive without her.

  I’ve given her freedom to explore her sexuality the past couple of days and she hasn’t disappointed. She’s been open to a variety of positions and to taking her on several of the surfaces in my home. Kent and my father were right, when she was ready, she came to me and has kept coming trying to be a little temptress by delving into the seductive lingerie I’d originally purchased her.

  She’s topping from the bottom and I’ve allowed it, only because I want her trust and comfortable with us being a couple
. But, tonight, her friend Ashley is getting married and I’ve got a few surprises up my sleeve. First, we’re both in the wedding so we need to be at the hotel, were the entire event is taking place. Second, I’ve booked us a room so we can enjoy the festivities and already be on sight for a send off breakfast they’re having in the morning. And lastly, it’s time I reign in my sub and show her more of what I want between us; for me to lead and her to submit.

  “Hurry up, Marissa, or we’re going to be late.” I yelled up toward the stairs, having already packed our suitcases in the car.

  “I’m coming. Ash just called and I had to go looking through my drawers to bring her a tube of lipstick she wants to borrow.” Her face was all smiles as she descended the staircase.

  As soon as she hit the bottom step, I pulled her against my chest, wrapped my hand around her hair and pulled back to get her attention. Her eyes began to darken with desire, as a sinful smile spread across her face. She opened her mouth to speak, but my lips sealed over hers, devouring every inch of her. A few minutes went by and I finally broke off the kiss, leaving us both breathless. “I can’t believe I have to be away from you for a few hours.”

  Marissa’s arms circled round my waist, as she laid her head over my chest. “I don’t like it either. I can’t believe she won’t let me do my own makeup and hair. I’d rather have those extra hours spent in your arms.”

  I kept an arm around her waist, as I set the alarm and guided her out of the house. A short drive later and we were at the hotel. She was surprised to see a couple dozen long stemmed red roses waiting on the table as we entered our suite. I’d thought about bringing some wine or champagne, but Brian promised an open bar at the event, plus the suite came with a partially stocked bar in the room.

  “Oh, Dane, the roses are so beautiful!” Her eyes were on the verge of tears as she read the card:

  I couldn’t stand to see her cry, even tears of happiness, so I decided to go all Dom on her. “Look at me, pet.” Her eyes instantly lifted and the tears subsided.

  “I have some rules while you’re away from me and for tonight, or we’ll have a more aggressive punishment.” I looked down on her, determination in my eyes, that she’d obey every one of them. “I’m sure you do want to be able to sit the next couple of days.”

  Her eyes went wide, the pulse at her neck began to speed up, and she swallowed hard. “Yes, Sir. Direct me as you wish.”

  My hand held her chin as I planted a chaste kiss on her lips. “You’re to wear the matching white lace bra and thong back panties. You’re to have your phone with you at all times. I don’t want your hair all pinned atop your head. I want it straight, so I can wrap it around my wrist and hold you firmly in place as I drive into your hot sheath tonight.”

  I watched as her breath became erratic and the sweet scent of her arousal filled the air. “You are not to talk to any male outside of myself, Brian, or Ashley’s dad. Understood?”

  Her eyes never left mine as she swallowed hard and a smile spread across her face. “Yes, Sir.”

  Marissa’s scent was starting to drive me wild with need. I was seconds away from backing her against the nearest wall and taking her, when the hotel room’s phone rang. I’d picked up, wondering who’d be calling our room and sure enough, it was Ashley. “Perfect timing Ash!”

  I handed the phone over to Marissa. “Hey, something wrong? Oh, that’s good. Yes, I’ve got the lipstick. What room are you in again? I’ll be right there.”

  I guess my need to be with her would have to wait. I watched as Marissa grabbed the tube of lipstick from her purse, grabbed her phone, the lingerie I asked that she wear, along with her dress bag and shoes for the wedding.

  She looked at me with regret as she started to walk past me toward the door. So I stopped her. “What’s wrong, cara?”

  She just shook her head and brushed her knuckles against the side of my face. “I wanted to spend just a little more time with you.”

  I had to smile. To know that she needed me as much as I needed her made me love her even more. I leaned forward to press a kiss to her forehead. “We’ll be together soon, mi amore.”

  No sooner had I said that, my cell phone rang and it was Brian wanting to know when I was headed down the hall to his suite? “I’ll be there in a minute.”

  My knuckles caressed the side of her face, as my fingers danced down along the side of her neck and followed the neckline of her dress. I needed to stop what I was doing or we’d both be in trouble for being late. “I love you, Marissa.”

  I hadn’t realized what I’d said until it was out of my mouth. Sure, I’d written it on the flower card, but I’d yet to proclaim the sentiments to anyone other than my family. I was certain I’d scared her, stating things too soon. I quickly looked away, gathering up my tuxedo, shoes, and any other items I might need, when I heard her say. “I love you, too, Dane.”

  I felt a weight lift off my shoulders and walked over to where she held the door open for us. “You have no idea just how happy you’ve made me to hear that.”

  She raised one eyebrow at me and smirked. “I think I have an idea.” She leaned up on her tip toes and licked up the side of my neck before nipping at the side of my mouth and planting a soft kiss on my lips. I wanted more, but my little temptress sprinted off toward the elevators, causing me to chase her, needing her. However, she was too quick and the doors started to close before I could get there. I yelled out, “Just wait until I get a hold of you later!”

  She smiled. “I can’t wait!”

  A couple hours later, Brian and the rest of us took our positions at the front of the wedding altar overflowing with twinkling lights and flowers inside one of the convention rooms of the hotel. The whole room was filled with autumnal colors of gold, deep reds, and browns, despite it being a summer wedding. It made me wonder if Marissa and I were lucky enough to have this milestone, what our day would look like. One day at a time, Dane! You’ve already pushed her so quickly in just a month. Pace yourself, you don’t want to scare her off, no matter how deep the love you feel for her.

  The music started to play as I watched everyone begin to walk down the aisle. My only focus was on my heart’s desire, Marissa. She hadn’t let me see the dress Ashley had picked out. When she strolled into the room, I almost forgot to breathe. She had on a beautiful wine colored tea length dress that was shorter in the front than back and flared at her hips, showing off those long luscious legs I want wrapped around my back later. Think ice cold shower! You don’t need a raging hard on in front of everyone. The top of the dress fit snug against her breasts and outlined every inch of her beauty. I’d first thought the gown was strapless until she flung one side of her hair back to reveal a broad strap across each shoulder. I was only here as a groomsman, but felt such an intense reaction to seeing her walk down the aisle toward me that had my head thinking about all the possibilities the future could hold.

  I watched as Brian went from nervousness to all smiles as Ashley entered. She was definitely beautiful in her dress, but to me she couldn’t even come close to my Italian goddess.

  I tuned out at what was said; staring at how beautiful my sweet pet looked. I was one lucky bastard! I noticed the clapping begin after they were introduced and began walking down. I followed in line until mine and Marissa’s arms were linked. I leaned over and whispered to her. “You look beautiful, mi amore.”

  The next hour was filled with picture after picture. I was about ready to blow a gasket if we weren’t able to sit down soon. I could hear Marissa’s stomach rumbling and I was feeling the hunger, too.

  While the wedding was a celebration of love in dark rich fall colors, the reception looked like a romantic homage to Winter. Marissa had explained that Ashley, while usually contemporary, liked certain colors and wanted it her way or it wasn’t going to happen until the fall season.

  I was thankful to be part of the wedding party so Marissa and I could sit together. I had the strangest feeling that if I let her out of my sight, so
mething bad was going to happen.

  Several hours passed and the reception started heating up. The food had been amazing. Their parents had spared no expense in throwing them a dream wedding. Just as I was letting my guard down and enjoying a slow sultry dance with my precious woman, I heard chairs being thrown to the floor and a major commotion going on behind us.

  “You trollop. You’re nothing but a two timing whore. You use people and then move onto your next victim.” Marissa froze instantly and began to shake in my arms.

  I watched as a couple guys left the room yelling out for security. Ashley, Brian, Dawn, and the rest of the wedding party tried to grab hold of Tom and hold him back. “You’re not permitted here, Tom.” Brian lashed out. “The invitation you received was prior to you and Marissa breaking up. When that happened you were no longer welcome to share in our day.”

  Tom lurched out of his hold and tried to punch him, but I bolted forward and blocked his shot. The little fucker had nerve, that’s for sure. “The great Dane Prescott; I thought you only liked the best; only those who’d be happy to lay down for you and spread their legs.” His breath reeked of alcohol.

  He looked over at Marissa with hatred in his eyes and then back at me, as he started laughing. “So how does it feel being with such a frigid bitch.”

  I watched in horror as I saw Marissa, her face full or rage, step forward and slap the bastard hard across the face. “You couldn’t take the hint with the restraining order? You’re here violating it and risking arrest all because you refuse to let me go. Take a hint. I. DON’T. WANT. You! You were never nice to me, never cared or gave a damn about my feelings. Just get the HELL OUT OF HERE!” I watched as she looked around. “Someone call the police. He’s not supposed to be near me, let alone in this room.”

  Tom suddenly grabbed her arm as he reared back, ready to punch her, but I stepped in the way and took one to my right eye. “That’s all you have, Mr. Big Shot? You’re some kind of man trying to force a woman to your will and then when you don’t get your way, having to beat them. You’re nothing but a loser, a poser, and not worth anyone’s time.”