by Shyla Colt
“Okay, not completely.”
He took a deep sigh as he leaned back into the seat feeling lighter for the story he’d told. It was strangely cathartic to tell someone else what had happened to him in detail. Sidney felt his nerves fray as she remained silent. Her eyes narrowed as she studied his face. She leaned forward, a gentle smile on her face as she caressed his face with the tips of her fingers.
“For the first time I really see you, Sidney Rothman. You’re not an easy man to get to know, and I’m honored that you opened yourself to me this way.” A shiver ran down his spine as her strokes moved down his face to his neck. He swallowed, unused to being on the receiving end of sensations and dominance. Sutton rose on to her knees, cupped his face in her soft hands and placed gentle kisses on his face.
“You’re so beautiful, Sidney.” Her words were accompanied by her lips on his skin. Each one felt like a balm that healed the wounds of the past as they moved forward together. “I want you to make me yours completely, Sidney.” His cock hardened and twitched as her tongue laved his neck.
“Are you certain about that? Because once I claim you and collar you, there’s no going back, pet.”
“I don’t want to go back.”
A feral growl rumbled from his chest as he pulled her into his lap, and devoured her mouth. He punished her lips, biting and soothing the pain with his tongue as he placed his first claim.
“By the time I’m done with you tonight, there won’t be a part of you that’s unexplored.”
Sutton shivered as he eased her back against the couch and slid onto his knees before her spreading her legs wide. Her trimmed pussy glistened with her essence, and he hummed in the back of his throat. She was still following his directions, despite their separation. It spoke volumes about her commitment and enjoyment of their lifestyle. Funny how something so tiny could fill him with reassurance. He buried his face between her thighs and sucked her swollen bud into his mouth, willing her to understand she wasn’t the only one surrendering a part of themselves tonight. He wasn’t a man of elegant words, despite his PhD, but she seemed to understand his silent language.
The feel of her fingers buried in his hair as she forced his head closer was a possessive hold he savored. He licked her slick seam, slurped up her fresh offering of cream and plunged his tongue deep inside as her body tensed, and she began to shake. She came in a gush of liquid he eagerly drank down.
“P-please, no more. It’s too much.” Sutton begged as he continued to lap at her as she came down from her plateau.
“No, it’s just the beginning,” he said. He pulled away and slid a finger inside her entrance. He smirked when she hissed and thrust against him to seek more.
“So tight and eager.” He paused. “I think it’s time we relocate. We’ll need a bed for what I have in mind, and you’re much too overdressed.”
Sidney forced himself away from her and moved into a standing position. He picked her up into his arms and headed to the bedroom.
****
She trembled as Sidney laid her back onto his bed. The moonlight spilled in through the window and lit his face. Her heart lurched. She loved him. Her eyes drank him in, and she removed his clothes.
“You’re much too overdressed now, pet.” He deftly unbuttoned her blouse and bra, pushing both down her arms to lie on the floor. The rest of her clothes soon followed, and Sutton purred when he bent over her body and massaged her breasts.
“You have such beautiful breasts; I could play with them all night.”
Her head fell back against the bed as his fingers plucked and strummed her nipples like an instrument.
“You like that don’t you, my girl? I bet I could make you come just by playing with your tits.” He accompanied his words with tweaks. Each one was harder than the last and left her breast swollen and heavy. She cried out as the exquisite blend of pleasure and pain shot through her body.
“You like that, love?”
“Yes, Professor.”
He continued his ministrations, and moments later she was coming apart. When she came back to herself his fingers were making long sure strokes inside her.
“Do I need to get a condom?” he asked.
“No, I started the Pill. Are you safe?”
“Yes, I was tested recently to do the work-up for our official agreement for you to become my sub.”
“Are you ready?” Sidney removed his fingers and replaced them with the head of his cock. She nodded, unable to speak as her heart pounded in her ears, and her throat went dry. With a gentle push forward he was inside, stretching her as she tensed. He paused midway and leaned down to kiss her. His lips were firm and commanding, and she was lost in the heady taste of his mouth and the feel of his fingers on her clit.
Pain broke through the haze of passion as Sidney pushed home.
Sutton gasped as the pain shifted and began to turn into something more.
“You’re so tight, I don’t know how long I can last,” Sidney said.
His voice was shaky and hoarse, and she held the feeling of power close. She’d made him feel this way. Pain retreated and turned into a longing for more as she moved her hips experimentally. The white lighting strike of pleasure that zinged through her body made her gasp, and Sidney began to move. He stroked her swollen clit as his thrusts became more erratic. Tension built inside her like a wire pulled tight.
“Oh God.”
“That’s it, my girl. Let go.”
As with most of his commands she obeyed. Her body convulsed as she tightened around him, and the world exploded.
She vaguely registered Sidney leaving the bed as she came down from her high. Wrapped in a warm cocoon of blankets she strained to lift her head and peer into the bathroom he’d disappeared into.
“Sutton, open your legs.”
Her lids felt like they weighed a ton as she forced them to lift. She’d been warm and cocooned in a blankets and Sidney when she’d drifted off originally.
“Mhmm?”
“I’m going to clean you up a bit. How do you feel?”
“Tired.” She moved her thighs apart and winced. “A bit sore.”
“This’ll help.”
Her eyes adjusted to the dark, and she smiled as the light that fell from the bathroom revealed her lover kneeling in front of her with a washcloth. She sighed as he gently wiped her down with a warm washcloth.
“You take such good care of me.”
“That’s my job.” He kissed her forehead, and returned the washcloth, turning out the light as he re-entered the room. He slid into the bed behind her. She snuggled back into his warmth and allowed herself to drift back to sleep.
****
Sutton’s breath came in pants as she lay against the leather covered wooden bench. With her hands tied behind her back, and her eyes blindfolded her senses were heightened. She wasn’t sure how long she’d lain here, but minutes seem to pass like hours in the silent room. She strained to catch any hint of what Sidney might be doing as she focused on breathing in and out. They’d been working up to this scene for a long time, and after everything that had happened last night, now was the obvious time to move forward with their play. Anticipation had her nipples painfully hard, and she jumped slightly when he ran a hand down her spine.
“Spread your legs, pet.”
Sutton complied.
“Wider.”
She trembled slightly as she spread her legs to shoulder length apart and waited for further instruction. A gasp left her lips when his wet tongue blazed a trail of fire down her slit. Her pussy clenched, and she ground her upper body against the supple leather in attempt to ease the ache in her breast. Sidney was a master at making love to both sets of lips. Sutton lifted her ass into the air in a silent invitation. She called out when he slid a finger deep inside her needy cunt.
“You’re sopping wet. You liked being tied up, don’t you?”
“Yes, Professor.”
“Hmm, let’s see how much you can take.”
“Ooh… did that tight little pussy of yours just get wetter?” She whimpered as his words made her juices flow. He set a rough pace that had her howling as he hit a spot deep inside her that threatened to buckle her knees.
“Don’t you dare come.” He removed his fingers, and she cried out in distress.
“No!”
“Did you hear what I said? You are not to come until I tell you to.” A whine left her throat. Her back arched when he gripped her hair and tugged.
“Answer me.” His velvet voice made her purr, and the rough touch he’d added set a fire in her belly.
“Yes, Professor.”
“Good girl.” He released her hair, placing a gentle kiss on her shoulder.
“Fuck!”
The sudden intrusion of three fingers buried deep inside her stung. But the offset of his mouth suctioned around her clit tempered it to be tolerable. She felt like she was torn in two different directions as the senses began to overwhelm her. Sutton clenched her muscles to stave off the release that threatened. He removed his mouth and kept his fingers buried inside her as he spoke.
“Do you want to come, pet?”
“God yes.”
“Then beg me.”
She should be ashamed of this request but her need outweighed any semblance of pride.
“Please, Professor, make me come. Pound those thick fingers in to my pussy until I squirt all over you.” She’d picked up on what he liked over the months. It made her feel powerful, knowing she could arouse him.
“You filthy girl,” he said. The approval was audible in his tone, and she purred as he delivered a stinging slap to her ass.
“Because I’m pleased with your answer I’m going to give you exactly what you want.”
His finger slid between her soaked folds to caress her throbbing clit as the magical digits inside her resumed their punishing rhythm. He brushed over the button inside, and she convulsed finding her release in under a minute.
“That’s it. Squirt all over my face, pet.” His words set off a ripple of arousal as he sucked down her dew like a starving man. Her world went white as she slumped against the bench, spent.
“I’m not nearly done with you.” He growled in his chest as he stirred a finger inside of her.
“No. No more.”
“Oh yes, Sutton. I promised you when everything was said and done there would be no part of you left unclaimed. Do you remember that?”
“Yes, Professor.”
“Then you understand that meant this luscious ass of yours.”
His words were accompanied by the pop of a top, followed by the cool sensation of lube being spread over her perineum and around her puckered hole. He eased a finger inside her, and she winced as the tight muscles protested.
“Relax, love, let me in.” He added more lube and continued to work his finger inside slow and steady. She took deep breaths and forced her cheeks to unclench as she gave herself over to the man who’d brought her so much pleasure. She could do this for him.
“That’s my girl. Take a deep breath.” He pushed in further, and she bit her lip as he added another finger. He paused. His fingers retreated as he added more lube before he slid two fingers back inside her tight channel.
“How’s that feel?”
“Better.” The coolness of the lube coupled with the easy glide he’d settled into turned the stinging discomfort into a throbbing that made her moan.
“Oh my God.” She pushed herself against his questing fingers as a new sensation spiraled through her body.
“I knew you’d like it, pet; now hold still while I fill you with something much better than my fingers.”
Her body shook with the effort to remain still as he lined his tip up with her rosette. When he eased passed the tight ring of muscles to slowly sink home she went boneless against the bench beneath her. He stilled when his balls rested against her ass.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes, Professor!”
“You want me to continue.”
“Yes! Yes!” She cried, afraid to even move, lest he stop.
“Then that’s what you’ll get.”
He drew out and pushed back in.
“I want to feel this tight hole milk my cock.” His words made her moan as her body tightened.
Sidney reached around to manipulate her overtaxed nub, and she let go. A gush of fluid exploded and dripped down her thighs, covering them both.
“That’s it, my girl. Come for me.” Her back arched off the table as she screamed herself hoarse. Her body bucked against him in a desperate attempt to prolong the wave she was riding even as her mind screamed she couldn’t take any more. His feather-light kiss against her shoulder made her smile as she lay sprawled against the bench.
“You did wonderfully, pet.” He pulled away, and untied her wrists massaging each to bring back circulation.
“How do you feel?”
“Exhausted, yet completely sated and content.”
“Good. I knew it’d be like this with you.”
She sighed as he massaged her back gently as she came down from her high before he helped her off the bench and guided her toward the bathroom.
“Let’s get you cleaned up and into bed. You can barely stand up.”
The pride in his words was hard to miss, and she rolled her eyes. Men of all ages were the same.
Chapter Twelve
Sutton took a deep breath as she stood outside the door to her condo and mentally prepared herself to enter. So much had changed over the past couple of days. She and Sidney had ironed out an official contract as he officially took her on as his submissive. Because of the restrictions of her job they had opted to do an alternate version of a collar, a white gold set of handcuffs studded in diamonds that rested in the small of her cleavage where they wouldn’t be seen during her shift. Between bouts of love-making and play they’d talked about numerous things.
They balanced each other out in a weird way. Sidney had the uncanny ability to talk her through her self-doubts and neurotic tendencies. She helped him loosen up and trust. Sidney’s childhood had been a rough one. As the only son of four siblings it had fallen on him to protect the women in his family from their alcoholic Father. It was that experience that led him to study human behavior, and geared him toward the need to be in control. He had promised to be more candid with her, and she had promised to try to overcome her penchant for putting her needs last.
Carissa’s car was in the driveway, so she knew she’d be home. It was time for Sutton to get her space back and stop feeling responsible for a grown-ass woman. She caressed the jewelry for reassurance before she unlocked her door and stepped inside. Carissa lay across her beige suede couch with a remote on her hand and a blanket covering her body.
“We need to talk.”
“Oh, so now you want to talk?”
“I’m serious, Carissa. Turn off the TV.”
Carissa complied, eyes wide as she stared at her in shock. She set the remote on the couch and placed her hands in her lap as Sutton made her way over to sit at the couch across from her.
“I think it’s time you head back home. You and Mom have had plenty of time to cool off, and I want my space back to myself.”
“Look, Sissy, I’m sorry about our fight—”
“It’s not even about that, Carissa. I meant what I said earlier. It’s time for you to grow up and take on your own responsibilities. I will always be here to help you, but I’m done being taken advantage of.”
“I wasn’t taking advantage of you!”
“Yes, you were, and it’s not your fault because it’s something I’ve always let you do. You made a mistake, and I took care of everything while you got to carry on like nothing happened. I can’t do that anymore.”
“All of this over some ma
n.”
“No. Over my need to have my own life, Carissa. I’ve spent so much time trying to please Mom and take care of you that I lost myself. But that’s over.” Sutton placed her hands over her sister’s and offered up a smile. “I think it’s time we get to know each other for who we really are and stop playing our roles.”
Carissa met her sister’s eyes and nodded as they glistened with tears. “I never really hated you, Sutton. You were just impossible to live up to, and if I couldn’t be like you I had to be the exact opposite.”
“Carissa, the only thing you have to do is be you.”
“Try telling Mom that.”
“Mom is a lonely woman who puts too many demands on us, and we’ve all let her because we feel bad about her losing Dad. I, for one, plan on putting my foot down from now on.” Sutton shook her head as she thought of Jackson’s impromptu appearance at work.
“Good luck with that one,” Carissa said.
They glanced at each other and laughed. The rift between them seemed to grow smaller now that everything was out in the open.
“We’re going to be okay, Carissa,” Sutton said as she pulled her into a warm hug. It would take some time, but Sutton knew eventually they’d get things ironed out between them.
Epilogue
“Are you ready?” Sidney asked.
Sutton nodded her head as she placed her hand in the crook of his arm, and they made their way up the cement walkway that led to the two-story brick house she’d grown up in. After almost nine months of dating, she and Sidney had deemed it past time they visited her hometown. Her sister Carissa had warmed up to him months back, and he’d even earned the seal of approval from her brothers. Landon, Wyatt, and Noah had come up to visit for a long weekend and had ended up hitting it off with her professor swimmingly. Her mother was the last challenge. She knocked on the door and beamed when her mother answered the door and gave her a huge hug.
“It’s so good to have all my babies under the same roof again!” her mother said before she pulled back.
