by Leah Brooke
“Now you understand a little of what I feel for you.” He brushed the backs of his fingers over her cheek, murmuring his satisfaction when she turned her face into his touch. “Be still, my love. Three on each nipple, three on your clit, and then you’re going to come harder than ever.”
Desperate to please him, desperate for release, and eager for the tenderness she knew he would show her afterward, Kelsey braced herself.
The three strikes to her nipple came in rapid succession. Fire shot through her nipple, the heat shooting to her other nipple and clit in a heartbeat. Crying out at the pain, pain that bordered on pleasure, Kelsey gripped the material along the back of the sofa, digging her nails into it in a frantic effort to keep her hands there.
“Oh, God. Oh, God. It hurts. It burns.” Her harsh, ragged breathing seemed to echo in the room, growing louder as the stinging dimmed to a heat that quickly spread.
“That’s my girl. Yes, breathe through it. You’re strong enough to take it because you know the pleasure waiting on the other side. Say my name, Kelsey. With every lash, say my name.”
Fire hit her left nipple as the whip came down, and Kelsey did what came naturally—she screamed her lover’s name.
“Gabriel. Gabriel. Gabriel!” The last erupted in a hoarse scream, the sharp pain releasing a dam of raw, carnal lust inside her. She couldn’t believe the sensations racing through her—couldn’t believe her need to give him everything—knowing instinctively that only by giving him everything could she have everything from him.
“Yes. Please, Gabriel. Help me. Take me. Show me.”
Every inch of her body seemed to vibrate with hunger, the need inside her so strong and wild, she hardly recognized it.
She had no idea how to handle it.
Thrilled with the knowledge that Gabriel could, she cried out at the feel of his strong hands cupping her breasts, whimpering as he brushed his palms over her tender and still hot nipples.
His eyes seemed lit from within, his body tight with a sexual tension that poured off of him in hot waves. “Beautiful. You’re so fucking incredible, and you’re all mine, aren’t you? Finally, you’re mine.”
Gulping in air, Kelsey leaned into his touch, mesmerized by the love shining in his eyes.
She needed to prove to him that she was his match, and strong enough to challenge him.
Releasing her grip on the sofa, she reached out to cup him, her eyes never leaving his as she squeezed his cock. “This is mine, and I want it.”
He smiled, a flash of white against his dark features, a glimmer of surprise in his eyes before they narrowed. “Feeling brave, my little sub?”
“Horny and desperate.”
“When I get my mouth on that clit, you’re going to scream my name.”
Reaching into his loose pants, Kelsey cupped him again, running her fingers up and down his thick cock, smiling when it jumped in her hand. Surprised that he allowed it, she took full advantage, running her thumb over the head to smear the drop of moisture at the tip. Her pussy clenched, hungry for the long, thick cock that seemed to get even longer and thicker as she stroked it. “Always.”
Gabriel stiffened, his eyes flashing with pleasure. “Forever. Now brace yourself, my darling. Let’s see how well you do when I whip your clit.”
Taking her hand from his pants, he kissed her palm. “You’re not supposed to touch me without permission, are you?”
Wrapping her arms around him, Kelsey squeezed his tight butt. “That’s when I was just your sub and this was just sex between us.”
With a smile, Gabriel stepped back, touching the tip of the whip to her clit. “So you want to renegotiate?”
Stiffening, she threw her head back at the strokes of the leather against her exposed clit. “Yes. Later.”
“Much later.”
Kelsey screamed his name as the whip came down, stunned by the fire that exploded in her clit. Throwing her head back, she clenched her thighs, struggling to keep her hands at her sides.
“Very good. That pretty clit is nice and red, my pet. When I finish with you, your nipples and clit are going to be so sensitive that the lightest touch is going to reawaken the pleasure. I plan to keep you that way all day. Are you ready for another?”
Breathing through her teeth, Kelsey moaned, shaking uncontrollably. The pinpricks of pain threatened to drive her crazy. Her clit felt huge, so swollen and sensitive that she didn’t think she could stand another lash of the whip.
Lowering her head, she met Gabriel’s eyes. Seeing the patience and love in them, Kelsey nodded, knowing that he wouldn’t give her any more than she could endure.
She cried out again at the second lash, looking immediately to Gabriel for support. Her clit burned, the stinging so intense that she reached for it, stopping at the last second by the look of disapproval in Gabriel’s eyes.
“It hurts. It burns. Oh, God.” The tingling got stronger, spreading with a rush of pleasure that affected her as strongly as an orgasm.
To her surprise, Gabriel’s expression softened. “I know, my love. Breathe. That’s it. Feel it. Focus on your clit. It’s tingling, isn’t it? It feels so swollen, and with the clip there, so exposed. Feel the air moving over it.”
As if he’d arranged it, a breeze kicked up, blowing the light sheer curtains on either side of the large windows. It seemed to head straight for her clit, the warm air cool on her overheated skin.
She couldn’t hold back her whimpers at the incessant throbbing, her entire being focused on the bundle of nerves at her center. She’d never experienced the kinds of sensations she felt now, each ragged breath, each jerk of her body tugging the chain and intensifying the tingling into mini shocks.
Her entire body jerked with each shock, her cries deepening. She shook. She throbbed. She ached.
She burned.
For Gabriel.
She jolted at the feel of the soft leather brushing over her clit, her gaze whipping to Gabriel’s. “Oh, God. It’s so strong. It’s tingling so much. It’s like I’m coming, but I can’t come.”
Gabriel’s eyes appeared to glow. “You won’t come until I allow it. One more. Are you ready?”
Shaking her head, Kelsey rocked her hips, needing the tug. Needing more. “I can’t. Too much. My clit feels alive. I can’t even think about anything else. I can’t feel anything else. It feels huge. Do something.”
“Imagine what it’s going to feel like when I get my mouth on you.”
Kelsey stilled, his words so potent, she would swear she could actually feel his mouth there. She shivered as a surge of heat raced through her. Then another, and another.
Her mouth had become so dry, she had to swallow before speaking, her words coming out in a croak. “I’ll die.”
“No, you won’t.” The whip came down again, the shock of it keeping her frozen in place for several long seconds before the fire hit her.
Her knees buckled, no longer able to support her, every muscle in her body trembling with the need for release.
Gabriel caught her to him, and with a quick movement, turned her and bent her over the back of the sofa, spreading her legs wide and kneeling between them.
The chains rubbed against the sofa, pulling her folds even wider and tugging on her clit just as Gabriel’s firm, hot tongue slid over it.
Kelsey screamed, the sensation so intense that she instinctively fought it, kicking her legs and trying to reach her mound, but with her abdomen pressed up against the sofa, she couldn’t.
Gabriel’s firm hold on her legs kept her in place for his devious mouth. Holding her legs wide in a firm grip, he took her clit into his mouth, using his tongue and sucking it in a firm rhythm that sent her over the edge with a force that stunned her.
The sizzling in her over-sensitized clit wouldn’t stop, the rapid strokes of his tongue keeping the waves of ecstasy racing through her—one after the other. Fisting her hands in the cushions, she fought to escape him, crying out in both pleasure and pain as the sensations be
came too strong to endure.
And yet she did, crying out at the intensity of it.
“No more. Please. No more. Too much. No!” A huge swell washed over her, holding her in its grip, her body stiffening at the intense tingling that went all the way to her fingers and toes.
It went on and on, not releasing her. As it finally crested and began to dim, she began to fight again, trying to escape a pleasure so strong, she could feel it in her soul. But, no matter how much she struggled, she couldn’t escape Gabriel’s mouth. Too weak to continue, she stopped fighting him, and began to cry, her body shaking uncontrollably and jolting at every slide of his tongue.
She thought of screaming yellow to get him to slow down, but immediately dismissed it.
She wanted it all.
“Please. Please.” Shaking her head, she resigned herself to Gabriel’s ministrations, accepting that nothing she did, or said, short of her safe word, would stop him. So weak, she couldn’t even lift her head, she shook helplessly as his strokes slowed, each swipe of his tongue sending another rush through her.
Her clit tingled so badly that even when Gabriel released her and stood, she could still feel him there. She began to cry, the intensity of her orgasms and her total loss of control and herself leaving her feeling weak, spent, and totally helpless.
She wanted to hide away until she could get some sort of control over herself, whimpering and covering her face as Gabriel lifted her against him. Curling her body, she pushed a hand against his chest to push away from him, a choked whimper erupting from her throat when he pulled her back.
Hooking an arm beneath her knees, he lifted her against him. “Shh. I’ve got you, baby. You’re so beautiful. So perfect.” His long strides carried them across the room and into the bedroom. “You’re okay, baby. I’ve got you. Shh. You’re incredible. Did you know that? Do you know how much I adore you? So beautiful. So soft. So giving. I’ll never get enough of you, my love.”
Keeping her face hidden against his chest, she kept her arms wrapped around herself and tried to stop shaking. As soon as he lowered her to the bed, she turned away from him. “Leave me alone.”
She felt so cold, and reached out with shaky clumsiness for the covers, but Gabriel was already wrapping them around her, murmuring to her in a soothing tone that she blithely ignored. “Go away.”
Pulling her close, he ran his fingers through her hair, the hand at her back moving in long, firm strokes. “You’re not alone, and you know it. Be still. I want to take everything off.”
A whimper escaped before she could prevent it, the thought of being touched on her nipples or clit more than she could bear. She tried again to shove him away. “No. Don’t touch me.”
Gabriel lifted her chin, forcing her to look at him, his eyes glittering with emotion. “That’s not an option. I know you’re sensitive, my love. I’ll be gentle. Trust, remember?”
Stiffening at the feel of his fingers on her breast, Kelsey tried to push his hand away, but her lethargic, clumsy movements didn’t even slow him down.
“There, baby. See. They’re off. Just stay still and let me take off the chains.”
“Don’t touch the one on my clit.” She shifted against him, stilling with a gasp at the slight friction on her clit. “Please. It’s too sensitive.”
“I already took that one off, my love. Come here.”
Kelsey jolted at the sound of the chains hitting the nightstand beside her, but let her eyes flutter closed. Her breathing had begun to slow, lethargy overtaking her, as the warmth of his body began to seep into hers.
Still, she felt too vulnerable—a different, intimate vulnerability—something far different that the sexual vulnerability she’d come to know well.
This vulnerability made her feel raw, as if her soul had been laid bare.
Holding her, Gabriel rested his cheek against her forehead, his face close to her as he slid his warm hand up and down her arm. “You were absolutely magnificent. You’re so strong, and so passionate, and so incredibly sweet. I find myself more in love with you every day.”
Frowning, Kelsey stared at his chest. “I love you so much it hurts.”
Her defenses lay shattered all around her, leaving her feeling exposed, and she wanted nothing more than to let him draw her closer and hold her, but couldn’t help but fight feeling so needy. “I hate feeling so needy.”
“I love it.” His decisive tone meant arguing would be useless. He brushed his lips over her forehead before lifting his head to look down at her, his eyes filled with tenderness. “You need me now, and that means the world to me.”
Taking a deep breath, Kelsey shook her head. “I fell apart. Stupid. I guess my inexperience shows.” Her face burned as she remembered how she’d cried, and the way she’d given up and stopped struggling. “You said subs had to be strong. I guess I screwed up.”
Gabriel stilled, bracing himself on his elbow and leaning over her, gripping her chin when she would have looked away. “You were perfect. Your surrender was the most beautiful and exciting thing I’ve ever seen. We’re in this together, remember? I’m here to guide you, and for you to lean on when you need me. Always.”
Kelsey frowned, staring at his lips. “I don’t like leaning on anyone. I depend on myself.”
“I admire, and respect your independence very much. You’re very much your own woman.” He brushed his lips over hers. “But, I also want you to be my woman. I need to know that you’re mine. That you need me as much as I need you. That you’ll depend on me. That instead of hiding from me when you’re feeling vulnerable, you’ll come to me.”
Rolling on top of her, he gathered her even closer. “Especially at times like this.”
She moved her leg, sucking in a breath at the friction on her clit. Blowing it out, she shivered. “I lost all control. You made me like it.”
“To earn your surrender, I have to tear away your defenses.” Smiling, he brushed his lips over hers. “I don’t want you to ever be afraid of that. I want you to trust that I’m here while you recover.”
Shaking her head, she groaned. “I can’t believe you made me feel that way. Hell, I’m still tingling all over and feel as weak as a newborn kitten. I just totally let go. I couldn’t even move.”
Her unease lessened somewhat as she settled, but didn’t entirely go away. She still couldn’t come to terms with how completely she’d surrendered to Gabriel, and to the unbelievable pleasure.
Sliding down her body, Gabriel smiled up at her as he bent to kiss a nipple. “That was my goal.” Grinning at her frown, he nipped the delicate underside of her breast. “We’ve only begun, darling.”
Kelsey groaned. “Will it always be like that?”
“Poor baby. Scared?” His eyes were watchful.
Looking into his eyes, and struck by the concern in them, Kelsey smiled, irritated at herself that she had to blink back tears again to keep him in focus. Overwhelmed by emotion, she threaded her fingers into his silky hair. “A little, but I trust you.”
His smile transformed his features. “So, you’ll marry me?”
When her vision blurred, Kelsey blinked back more tears. “I can’t do anything else. I love you too much. I feel like I just came alive when I met you. I’d die without you.”
“And that scares you.” Gabriel smiled, brushing her hair back from her face and running his thumb over her bottom lip. “I feel the same way, and it scares me sometimes, too. But, I love you, and I can’t imagine going another day without you in my life.”
Kelsey sobbed, throwing herself in his arms.
Gabriel held her, gathering her close, murmuring to her until she settled. “That’s my girl. It’ll be all right. I promise.”
Kelsey sniffed and lifted her head, smiling, and wanting to relieve the tension, she reached down to grasp his cock. “Are you sure you want to tie yourself to someone like me?”
With a groan, he eased her hand from his cock and lifted her wrist, his eyes holding hers as he kissed the only piece
of jewelry she still wore—the bracelet engraved with his name. “No. I’m sure I want to tie you to me, and in every way possible.”
With a quick move, he rolled her to her back. Reaching out, he retrieved a condom from the nightstand drawer, rolled it on, and used his thighs to spread hers wide. “Tell me you love me.”
Hard to believe she wanted him after what they’d already done, she tilted her hips, her pussy clenching in anticipation. “I love you. Say it back.”
With a grin, Gabriel thrust deep, his eyes narrowing at her cry of pleasure. “You really are a demanding little thing, aren’t you?”
“Yes.” Digging her heels into his tight butt, she clamped down on him. “Do you have a problem with that?”
“Not at all. I have some demands of my own. I love you, my pet. My love. Tell me again.”
“I love you.”
“Again.”
Struck by the fact that even without games, or props, or toys, Gabriel overwhelmed her with his lovemaking, Kelsey cried out as he took her, her clit still so sensitive and tingling more at the friction every time Gabriel thrust into her.
An orgasm she hadn’t thought possible slammed into her again, the huge swell holding her in its grip for several heart-stopping moments, a hoarse cry ripped from her as she screamed Gabriel’s name. “I love you.”
Gabriel thrust deep again, quick shallow thrusts that left her trembling and weak, before groaning his own completion. Gathering her close, he rolled to his side and reached down to stroke her clit. “How’s your clit, baby?”
With a cry, Kelsey tried to push his hand away. “No. Holy shit, it’s sensitive.”
“Not sore?”
“It’s still tingling, damn it.”
Falling to his back, Gabriel chuckled. “Good. It’ll be like that all day. We’ll get married next Saturday and come back here for our honeymoon.”
Kelsey tried to lift her head, but it seemed too much effort. Dropping it back on to the pillow, she turned it instead. “Don’t you think you’re rushing it?”
He stretched and turned his head toward her. “No. I’ve waited long enough for you, and I’m not giving you a chance to change your mind. I’ll call Nick and make sure Julianna can be there, and give you some time to take care of the coffee shop. Then you’re all mine. Forever.”
