Just One Taste

by Lexi Blake

  She gave his cock one more kiss and then rose to her feet, her nipples brushing against his chest. “You always do.”

  With a wink, she turned and he caught sight of the prettiest ass he’d ever seen. His cock tightened as she placed her hands flat on either arm of the chair and bent over, her legs wide apart. He couldn’t help but remember the first awkward times when they hadn’t been in synch. Now they knew their roles. Deena understood what pleasure waited for her so she no longer played bratty games. She simply turned and offered herself to him.

  He silently thanked whoever had prepped the room for him. Everything he needed was on a lovely table along the wall. All the toys and fun torture implements he’d bought for Deena were sitting right there like a buffet of delights. Everything he needed to make his sub scream was in his grasp.

  He kicked off his boots and shoved out of his leathers. He grabbed a condom, the lube, and a very special toy he’d found just for this occasion. A pretty pink vibrating dildo complete with straps to hold it in place so he could fill his sub up. Everything had been cleaned and was ready for action.

  It was time to take what was his.

  * * * *

  Deena clutched the arms of the chair and decided her Dom really understood what torture was. Waiting. It was killing her, but she suspected Eric knew that. She kept her gaze forward. The very last thing she wanted was to stop all the forward progress they were making so he could indulge his spanky hand.

  “You’re being a very good girl.”

  She was a terrifically impatient girl, but that would buy her a sore bottom and no orgasm. “It’s a special night for us. I thought you would appreciate a little obedience.”

  His big palm cupped one of her cheeks, sending a wave of heat through her system. “I always appreciate obedience. Well, unless I need a swift kick in the ass. Did I tell you how much I appreciate what you did for me the other day?”

  After their meeting with Mitch, he’d been very appreciative in the cab of his truck. He’d tried to be appreciative in Chef’s office, but Big Tag and Charlotte had gotten there first, much to Chef’s chagrin. Deena had worked the rest of her shift with a smile on her face.

  “You might have mentioned it, Master.”

  His deep voice seemed to go straight to her feminine center. “You were magnificent and smart and so fucking brave. Did you want to run?”

  She could feel him moving behind her. The need to turn and find out what he was doing was almost overwhelming, but she held her ground. “You know I did and you know why I didn’t.”

  “Because you love me.”

  Something scratchy was laid on her back and she had to keep very still so she didn’t lose it. Eric liked to play this game. He turned her back into his sexual prep table. “Because I love you. Because I finally figured out that what we have is worth fighting for. Even if it means I have to fight your own stubbornness.”

  He chuckled. “Well, my love, you would understand the word. Don’t move. I need to get you warmed up.”

  She expected him to spread her cheeks, but a callused hand moved around her hips, finding her clitoris. The man knew exactly how to touch her. It felt so good she wasn’t about to tell him that she was already hot for him. Taking that monster cock of his in her mouth had done the trick. The taste of him lingered on her lips.

  He rubbed the pad of his finger over and around, building the sensation while she was forced to remain still or lose whatever he’d placed on her back. What was it? That was all part of the glorious mind fuck. The implement of her torture/pleasure was right there, but she couldn’t see it.

  This was the fight she had every time they played. Deena was forced to give in, to give over to him. It was all right because she trusted him. She could submit to him in this place because he valued her, needed her to lead in other places. They’d found their beautiful balance.

  She breathed in, letting the scent of the candles and her own arousal flow over her. There would be challenges to come, but they would always find refuge here. Not always in this room or this club. They didn’t need a specific place. Home was no longer an apartment or a house. It was him. It was them and their life together.

  The orgasm built, threatening to sweep over her. That was the moment he withdrew his hand.

  She bit back a curse. So close. It had been right there.

  “My poor sub,” he said, moving his hand to her back. “Don’t worry. I’ll take you back there, but not yet.”

  Bastard. She was dying and she could hear him fiddling with something. The weight came off her back and there was the sound of Velcro pulling apart.

  What the hell was he doing? She stared straight ahead at the leather of the chair, her heart starting to pound. No idea. There was no grand light bulb going on in her head, but she knew whatever it was, Eric would make it magical. The man had made her like butt plugs. He could work miracles.

  “I bought this for you, for tonight. Your gift tomorrow is a little more practical and I doubt we can write this off our taxes.”

  She’d already seen the laptop he’d gotten for her. It would come in handy with her new job. What was the gift he’d bought for tonight? Something soft went around her waist and he cinched it tight before running the apparatus down one thigh and back around.

  “This should keep you occupied while I work my way into your sweet ass.”

  Her eyes nearly rolled into the back of her head as she felt the first touch of the vibe.

  “The straps will hold it in place. It’s a very technologically progressive toy.” He started to move the vibrator inside her, working it in and pulling it out. He must have flicked it on because she could suddenly hear the sound of it moving and rotating.

  She went up on her toes as he pressed it up and then she sank back, allowing the toy to fill her up. The vibe worked inside her, moving all around and lighting her up.

  A gasp puffed from her mouth because there was no way she could hold off for very long.

  He strapped the vibe in, letting the toy fuck her while he prepped her ass. Her fingers clutched the leather of the chair as she felt cool lube on her warm skin. Hot and cold. Her pussy was so warm, the vibe working to bring her pleasure while she could feel Eric’s finger beginning to massage her asshole. The contrast of the two sensations nearly caused her to scream out.

  It was too much, but in the best possible way.

  “A little more and then you can move,” he promised. “Tell me if you don’t like this, baby. I don’t want you doing anything that doesn’t make you happy.”

  “I like it, Master.” He was completely insane if he thought she’d let him plug her for weeks because she was being submissive. “It was weird at first, and now I want it so bad I can’t breathe. Please. I want your cock inside me. I want to feel full.”

  Full of him. His toy. His cock. She wanted everything he had to give her.

  Something far larger than his fingers began to breach her ass.

  Pressure built from inside and out. The vibe worked its magic, gliding over and up and back again. Fucking her in short passes. All the while, she could feel her Master’s cock thrusting and circling and finally gaining ground.

  The head of his dick forced its way inside and her breath came in gasping pants.

  A jangled, ragged pleasure started to ride over her.

  “Do you have any idea how good you feel?” His hands were on her hips, clutching her like she was the only real thing in the world. “So hot and tight and god, I can feel the damn vibrator. Take more. Take more of me. I want you to take all of me.”

  She took a deep breath and flattened out her back, offering him the best angle possible. His cock felt so different than the plastic plug. Warm, rigid flesh filled her. He forced his way in, the sensation combining with the pleasure of the vibe. Her whole body felt alive, on fire. Every nerve was awake, every muscle pulsing.

  He tugged on her hips and she felt the hot length of his cock deep inside. The vibrator slid over and over while he start
ed to pull out.

  Deena couldn’t stand another moment. She moved, trying to keep him inside, desperate to keep that feeling going. It was more than anything she’d felt before. Hotter, stronger. She could feel his hands on her, his legs against hers. As he dragged his cock out, nerve endings lit up and sparked through her body.

  “That’s what I want.” He pushed back in. “Fight me for it. Come for me.”

  He set a pounding rhythm, matching the vibe. Between the two, she couldn’t hold out. She pressed back and rode the wave. The vibrator slid over her G-spot while Eric moved behind her.

  She felt him shudder as her whole body seemed to shake with the force of her pleasure.

  He called out her name and a sense of peace swept over her.

  This was what she’d waited for, what she’d been missing.

  EPILOGUE

  Deena hugged her mom as she stepped out of the auditorium where graduation had been held. She’d worried a little that she would be one of the oldest graduates there, but she’d found herself surrounded by people of all ages. It seemed the seeking of a better life wasn’t only for the twenty-year-olds of the world.

  Sometimes a woman simply had to be ready to find a new way.

  “I’m so proud of you.” Her mother held her tight.

  “I’m proud of you, too.” She’d been very surprised to discover that the reason her mom hadn’t wanted to stay with her was because she’d brought a date. Deena looked over and saw Eric talking to her mother’s new boyfriend. Tiffany, Macon, and Ally were standing there as well, forming a circle as they waited for her. Graham Sinclair was an attractive man in his early sixties. He was a professor who taught philosophy at a local college. They’d met online when her mother had found the courage to move on with her life.

  “He’s a good man,” her mother said, looking over at the group.

  “He seems that way. I like him a lot.” She’d only met him yesterday morning at breakfast, but he’d been a gentleman with her mother. He’d pulled out the chair for her, made certain she had everything she needed. It was good to see someone putting her mother first.

  Her mother smiled. “I was talking about your Eric. He came to my hotel last night and we talked for a while. He wanted me to understand that he’s serious about you. Though I suspect if I hadn’t given him my blessing¸ he would have simply tried again.”

  So that’s where he’d gone on his night off. She’d been out with her friends. Eric had shown up to make sure they all got home all right, but he’d let them have fun on their own.

  He was a very indulgent Master.

  “He’s persistent,” Deena allowed. “And I’m pretty sure I’m going to marry that man. I’m so happy you found Graham, Mom. I kind of thought you would be alone for the rest of your life.”

  Her mother sighed as they started to walk toward their men. “I thought so, too, and then I really thought about what happened with you and Eddie. I remember what I said to you at the time. Sweetheart, I was unfair. I was angry and bitter. I’m so sorry about that. When you started college, I realized how strong you were. I wanted to be that way, too. I was selfish to ask you to come home. Sometimes it’s easier to stay in the mud than it is to pull yourself out of it. Life taught me that. But you taught me something else, baby girl. You taught me that I can be more. I can be brave. I think I’m going to marry Graham. We’ll have to coordinate our schedules.”

  She never thought she’d hear those words from her mom. Deena hugged her again, her heart full. “I’m so happy for you.”

  “Hey, let’s take this to Top and get some lunch,” Eric said, his hand sliding into hers.

  She smiled up at him. That was where it was supposed to be.

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  SEDUCTION IN SESSION

  The Perfect Gentlemen, Book 2

  By Shayla Black and Lexi Blake

  Coming January 5, 2016

  Click here to pre-order.

  Privileged, wealthy, and wild: they are the Perfect Gentlemen of Creighton Academy. But the threat of a scandal has one of them employing his most deceptive—and seductive—talents…

  Recruited into the CIA at a young age, Connor Sparks knows how dirty the world can be. Only when he’s with his friends can he find some peace. So when an anonymous journalist threatens one of the Perfect Gentlemen, Connor vows to take down the person behind the computer, by whatever means necessary—even if it means posing as his target’s bodyguard.

  Publishing a tabloid revealing Washington’s most subversive scandals has earned Lara Armstrong the ire of the political scene—and a slew of death threats. To keep herself from ending up a headline, Lara hires a bodyguard, a man as handsome as he is lethal.

  When the bullets start to fly, Lara is surprised to find herself in Connor’s arms. But as they begin to unravel a mystery that just might bring down the White House, Lara is devastated when she discovers Connor’s true identity—and finds herself at the mercy of forces who will stop at nothing to advance their deadly agenda.

  * * * *

  “You’re stuck with me for a while. We might as well enjoy the time, sweetheart.”

  “What does that mean?” The question came out all breathy and come-hithery when she’d really meant it as an intellectual question. Mostly.

  “It means follow my lead and we’ll get along nicely. Relax, Lara.” Connor’s mouth hovered right over hers, and she felt his hands trail up her shoulders and caress her neck until he cupped her face. “I’ll take care of you.”

  “They’ll never buy it.” She couldn’t quite believe she was standing here with him, her heart threatening to pound out of her chest.

  “I’ll make them. And I’ll make you believe it, too.” His mouth descended, covering hers.

  Connor was so hard. His lips shouldn’t be that soft. But they were, as well as plump and sensual. It had been years since she’d pressed her body to a man’s and felt his dizzying heat seep into her cold bones until she melted into him.

  His hands sank into her tresses. “So fucking much hair. It’s going to make me crazy.”

  She wasn’t sure how her hair could do that, but then he kissed her again and she couldn’t think about anything beyond the tingles she felt from having his hands and his mouth on her. He was utterly in control and she didn’t care. So much of her sex life up until that moment had been unremarkable. She loved to cuddle, but the actual sex act hadn’t thrilled her or even meant much. She’d certainly never just given over to a man. Her high school boyfriends had been too shy, and Tom had never liked kissing much. Lara hadn’t minded because he’d been a little sloppy.

  There was nothing sloppy about Connor. As he backed her against the cool metal wall of the elevator, he seized her in a slow, thorough melding of lips before he kissed his way over her cheeks, her forehead, and even the tip of her nose, as though he could explore her with his mouth.

  “Open to me.” His words sizzled along her skin.

  The minute she parted her lips the slightest bit, he was on her. His tongue surged in, sliding against hers in a way that made desire spark and her body shiver. Without even thinking about it, she pressed against his until she could feel the masculine part of him thicken against her belly. He didn’t do the gentlemanly thing a
nd pull back. No. Connor actually rubbed himself against her as if he couldn’t wait to get inside her.

  She meant to do the ladylike thing and shove him away . . . except her hands seemed to have the same affliction as her nipples. Before Lara realized it, she’d wrapped his lean waist in her grip. Her left leg slid up his right. He gave a gentle tug on her hair and delved deep inside her mouth, his tongue dominating her.

  Somewhere in the back of her mind she felt the elevator stop and heard the ding announcing the fact that they’d reached their destination, but it wasn’t until she heard Tom’s voice that she came out of her haze of lust.

  “Lara? What the hell is going on?”

  She finally found the will to push Connor away, to bring her leg—god, it was practically around his hip now since she’d been humping the man’s thigh—back down to where it should be. She turned and saw not only Tom wearing a look of pure shock on his face, but Kiki grinning beside him.

  “So you hired him after all?” She winked. “Good choice.”

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  FROM SANCTUM WITH LOVE

  Master and Mercenaries Book 10

  By Lexi Blake

  Coming February 23, 2016

  Preorder information coming soon!

  Psychologist Kai Ferguson has had his eye on Kori Williamson for a long time. His assistant is everything he’s ever wanted in a partner—smart, caring, witty, and a bit of a masochist. More than a little, actually, but that’s the problem. Kori won’t admit her own desires. She’s afraid of him and what he has to offer. Luckily for her, helping patients face their fears is one of his specialties.

  Kori knows she wants Kai. Her boss is the most amazing man she’s ever met. She’s also smart enough to stay away from him. Having been down this road before, she knows it only leads to heartache. She’s just found a place where she can belong. Another failed relationship is the last thing she needs. It’s better to guard her heart and let Kai think she’s frightened of his dark, dominant nature.