by Stella Noir
“B-But … but there was no way I could keep from coming with the vibrators …”
I grabbed Brooklyn’s sweet little face and turned it so that her neck was stretched as far as it would go and her face was pointed up at me.
“I guess your answer would be no, then. You didn’t learn your lesson.”
A small gasp escaped from her mouth and she didn’t say another word. She knew she had no defense.
I let go of her face and undid my pants, my cock springing out immediately. I put my finger under her chin and pulled her face back up again. “I’m going to fuck all three of your holes, Brooklyn. And if you’re a good girl and come for me when I tell you to, I will consider your punishment complete. Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
“I think I’m going to start with this perfect pink hole right here.”
I ran my thumb across her lips with one hand and brought my hard cock closer to her face so that it was brushing up against them. Her lips parted and her little pink tongue slid out, then she flicked it back and forth on the underside of the head. I closed my eyes as her lips slid over the ridge and I pushed the head into her mouth.
I could feel the warmth and wetness of her tongue as it swirled around the head, bathing it in her saliva. I grabbed her hair, and with each thrust I buried my cock further and further into her mouth until my balls were slapping up against her chin.
She was getting so incredibly good at deep-throating my cock. She even knew when to moan so that the head of my cock vibrated as it slid down her throat. I had to slow myself down and hold back a few beats because every time I stuck my cock down her throat I wanted to come almost immediately. But I had a lot more that I wanted to do to her before we were done today.
I thrust down her throat a few more times, then pulled out with a groan. Then I walked around to the back of the table. When we came to New York City to deal with her father’s estate, we bought this apartment on the Upper West Side. It took up an entire floor and the walls were so thick we didn’t even have to soundproof the room we had converted into our mini-dungeon.
It had taken months and more conversations for me to feel comfortable dominating Brooklyn again. But more than that it took forgiveness. I had to let go of all of the hatred I had for myself over what I had done to all those girls. And I had to let go of the anger I had toward my father. I even had to let go of the need for Lucas to be something he wasn’t. Because I knew, in his own way, he was trying to be a better person too.
We started out slow. I would tie her up and blindfold her or tell her to make herself come for me, but during all of that I could see the desire in her. Her eyes were always filled with that look that I loved so much. I knew that she would do anything I asked of her and eventually I was able to take her completely.
I had the leg spreader table built especially for Brooklyn, and I purchased a bunch of toys that I had scattered around the room in various cupboards and drawers. I had also installed a mirror along the entire wall that was facing us. I loved watching Brooklyn’s reaction when I fucked her, and with the mirror I could see the expression on her face even when I was fucking her from behind. I could watch as she gave herself to me.
I had turned off both of the vibrators, but I left them where they were because I still wanted to use them. I switched the one that was buried in her ass back on, then I slipped my cock into her pussy. Her mouth was hanging open and with each thrust into her she screamed louder and louder, gripping the edge of the table and curling her toes.
I grabbed both of her ass cheeks and slammed into her repeatedly, listening to her scream and watching the exquisite expression on her face. It wasn’t much longer before I was about to come again, so I pulled out and removed the vibrator from her ass. Her entire body jumped to attention as I switched the vibrator on that was in contact with her clit.
“Do you think you can wait until I tell you to come this time? Are you going to be a good girl?”
“Yes, I promise I will be a good girl,” she said with a quiver in her voice.
I could tell she was close, so I rubbed the head of my cock in small circles across the sensitive skin of her asshole, then plunged it in. A combination of a scream and a groan came out of Brooklyn’s open mouth with each thrust, and I could tell by the change of pitch that she was almost there.
“Not yet. Only when I tell you to.”
I pummeled into her ass a few more times, but I was so close myself that it didn’t take much more before I was over the edge.
“Now, Brooklyn. Come now.”
My hands were gripping her ass tight and as soon as I felt the spasmodic contractions of the muscles inside of her asshole I lost it. I pushed myself as far inside of her as I could, then pulled out slowly, feeling the squeeze from inside of her up and down the length of my shaft as she milked every last drop out of me. The sound coming out of her mouth became one long deep groan that seemed to go on and on as her body shook and convulsed and quivered around me.
I pulled out and removed the vibrator, then flopped down into a chair behind me. My legs were weak and I could barely catch my breath. As I sat there recovering I watched Brooklyn’s muscles continue to tense and release until her body went completely still.
I got up and released her from the cuffs that had attached her to the table, then rolled her over into my arms and carried her to her bedroom. By now I knew that I could gauge how long she would be drifting off in subspace based on how intense our sessions had been. I knew after what we had just done she would be out for at least a half hour. But this was part of the whole incredible experience for me. Being with her during this time when she was so peaceful and calm and without a single worry. And keeping her in the safest place that she could be, in my arms.
Brooklyn
I became more and more aware of my surroundings and of Adrian’s soft touch. When I opened my eyes everything looked bright and clear. I looked over at Adrian and smiled.
“I think I might have to be a bad girl more often. That was amazing.”
“Yeah, it was. But you’re the one that makes it amazing, for me anyway.”
We kissed for a long time. Soft, sweet kisses that made me feel like I was floating.
“Who was that on the phone earlier?”
“Lucas. He wanted to talk to me about a few business things.”
“How is he doing?”
“Pretty good. He’s working on converting the villa into a resort.”
“Is that the club you told me about? The sex club business that he’s developing?”
“Yeah, he’s turning both of our houses into hotels and the building with the offices will be the club.”
“And what about that underground area?”
“He’s keeping it. He wants to use it. But like I told you before, he’s not going to do things the way we used to at all. It’s going to be only people that want to do it. No one will be there against their will.”
“Wow. I never thought I’d approve anything that Lucas did, but that actually sounds kind of cool. It’s surprising to me, to be honest. I didn’t really know what to think about him after everything that had happened between us. But in this last year working with him on liquidating your father’s business, he’s actually been really pleasant to be around. I didn’t know if I could ever trust him or if I would ever want to be alone with him, but now I think I’ve really changed my mind about him.”
“I’m glad. It means a lot to me that you can forgive him for everything. You’re such an amazing person, Brooklyn. You have such a big heart.”
I touched her chest and her hands moved up over mine.
“It’s surprising to me how much better it feels to let go of anger than it is to hold onto it. It didn’t seem possible in the beginning, when the memories of what he had done to me were so fresh. But over time I realized that I’m the one that benefits from letting go the most. So really I’m kind of selfish. I don’t want to waste any more time for the rest of my life hating anyo
ne. So what do you want to do for dinner?”
“How about Indian food? It would be good preparation for a trip I’ve got coming up.”
“You’re going to India?”
“Yeah, I’m scouting locations for Lucas’s club, and it looks like my guy has a good spot narrowed down there. I need to go check it out to make sure it’ll work. I want you to come with me. Do you think you’ll be able to get away for a while?”
“I’d love to. That sounds fabulous. Maybe I can arrange to meet Gina while we’re there. We’re overdue for a meeting about the fall line. Maybe I could even incorporate some Indian fabrics into my new designs. That would be amazing!”
“You’re quite the businesswoman now. I can barely keep up with you.”
“I wouldn’t have been able to do any of it without you, Adrian. You know that, don’t you? And as weird as it sounds I don’t regret any of it. Everything that’s happened between us led us to where we are now. Made us who we are. I can’t imagine any of it being different. Even though sometimes it was incredibly painful getting here.”
“Well, you definitely helped me get to where I am now. More than you’ll ever know. There was a time when I hated myself for who I had been, but you never stopped loving me and you never stopped believing in me. You helped me to see myself through your eyes.”
“I hope you will always be able to see yourself the way I do, Adrian. To me you’ve always been perfect. Even when things were bad. I never stopped believing in you, or in us.”
“I never stopped believing in us either. I’ve always known that we belonged together. I just wasn’t sure that I belonged. I might still need your help every now and again.”
“You’ve got it,” I said, looking up in to his dark eyes. “Whenever you need me I’ll be here for you. I’m yours forever, Adrian.”
I kissed him one last time before I got up to get dressed, but I knew that there were hundreds of thousands more in our future. I could feel that our souls were connected, that they probably always had been, and that we would truly be together forever.
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Book in this Series
1. Brooklyn
2. Adrian
3. Brooklyn
4. Adrian
5. Brooklyn
6. Adrian
7. Brooklyn
8. Adrian
9. Brooklyn
10. Adrian
11. Brooklyn
12. Epilogue
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