by Mia Cardine
“What changed?” Emma asked. “What set her off?”
“You,” Daniel said, so softly that she barely heard him. “You did.”
“Me? I’ve never even met her. Did she see me at the patio bar that night?” Emma was confused, trying to think of if she had seen the tall, blonde woman before. Emma couldn’t place her, but she might have seen her at any number of parties or events.
“No, she hasn’t met you, and I don’t think that will happen. She’s just furious about you.”
Emma was thoroughly confused at this point. “Why?”
“Because you’re everything that she’s not, and I could see us dating a long time.” Daniel continued to speak very softly as if talking in a normal voice.
Emma’s breath caught and she sat there for a moment, not saying anything. Granted that she’d nearly had to force it out of him, but at the same time, Daniel had expressed an interest in long-term dating. She felt emotions well up inside of her, and she looked around for something to pat on her dampening eyes.
“No comments?” Daniel asked finally. He looked perturbed, sitting there waiting for a response.
“I could start with what took you so long?” Emma gave him a grin as she spoke.
“I didn’t want you to feel obligated, like you had to date me to show this woman that I left because of her and not me.”
Emma wiped an eye on her shirt, not caring that she probably looked a fright now. She was feeling too happy to care. “That would be icing on the cake,” she said.
“So I didn’t scare you off with all these confessions of how I feel?” Daniel still looked a bit confused between the smiles and the tears and the words.
“No, silly. I’ve been waiting to hear what’s been going on for a while now. I didn’t understand the situation with your ex- and I didn’t understand why you weren’t more open about it. I’m glad to finally have a clue as to what’s going on. I’m the type who would always prefer to know the worst rather than let my mind wander through all the possibilities. Trust me, the truth is rarely as bad as what I come up with if I’m left to my own devices.”
“And what did you come up with for us?” Daniel’s eyes didn’t leave her face as they were talking. Emma wondered what exactly he was thinking at this moment. She knew she had his full attention, but what was going on in his mind?
“That you were using me for your fun times and that your split with her was only temporary.” Emma shrugged, knowing how silly it sounded in the light of day. However, when she’d thought of the possibilities, it felt like the most likely option.
“Wow.” Daniel didn’t follow that up with any explanation. Emma wondered what he was wowing: her thoughts or the realization that he needed to be more open?
“Wow?”
“We weren’t on the same page at all. I’m sorry. I guess it’s my fault. I wish I’d been more open sooner, but I was worried that you’d just see all the baggage and be scared off.”
“Everyone over the age of 25 has baggage of some sort. It’s practically a given these days. You should just own it, not try to hide it.”
Daniel took a deep breath, obviously relieved that this was out in the open. “I just thought you’d feel differently if you knew.”
“I felt differently not knowing. I just assumed that if you didn’t want me to know. I felt like you were pushing me away – that I was less important than your past life.”
Daniel shook his head vigorously. “Just the opposite. I wanted to keep you from getting involved in all of those things. That’s the past. I want you in my present and future.”
“Next time, no secrets?” Emma smiled and leaned forward to touch his hands.
“Okay. I was just worried that you might think that you were the cause of my marriage falling apart or something like that. I’d never want you to feel like that – ever.”
Emma smiled and stood up. “Trust me. I don’t. I think I have a bottle of champagne in the fridge. I think now is a good time to split the bottle, yes?”
Daniel smiled at her. “Definitely.”
Emma went to the kitchen for the bottle and two glasses. She nearly dropped the champagne when she turned to see Daniel in the doorway.
“Thought I’d help,” he said. “If we’re going to be together for a while, I just thought you shouldn’t always treat me like a guest.”
Emma laughed. “How about some warning next time? Walk loudly or something to let me know that you’re on the way. Otherwise, you’ll be a guest who is helping me pick up bottle shards from the floor.”
Daniel took the bottle firmly in his hands and unwrapped the foil. Emma watched his hands, thinking of their last encounter and the things that Daniel had done with them then. She didn’t chide her timing this time. Hell, he’d just said that he likes her and wants to date. What better time to think of sex?
They finished the bottle of champagne and talked more. The mood was much lighter than it had been since the first week of their relationship. Emma could actually call it that now.
Emma moved Daniel’s jacket so that she could sit closer to him. A deck of cards fell out of the pocket of the jacket. Daniel scrambled to pick it up before Emma could have a good look at it. She wondered what the problem was.
“Thinking we should play some board games tonight?” Emma said, teasingly. “A little strip poker?” The champagne had definitely gone to her head, making her feel flirty.
“They’re not that type of cards,” Daniel said, not meeting her eyes.
“Aww, come on,” Emma replied, “you can’t say that and just stop. What’s up with the cards? Why are you being shy about them?”
“It’s a deck of cards for submissives. You can play a card game to decide what types of things would happen during an – encounter.”
Emma’s eyes widened. “You mean I pick a card or some cards and you do those things to me in bed? Sounds intriguing.”
Daniel eyed her suspiciously, raising a brow to question her sincerity. “Really? You’d like to try this some time?”
“Why not now?” Emma countered. “Could be fun.”
Daniel nodded. “Let’s take this into the bedroom. Some of the cards get things started fairly quickly.”
“Are they all submission items or are there some other things?”
“Most of them are submissive acts, but some are just vanilla sex acts. I left the jokers in the deck as a wild card, your choice if you will.” Daniel grinned at her suggestively.
“That’s a bad move on your part. You don’t want to know what goes on in my mind sometimes.”
Daniel moved closer, holding her hand with his free hand and bringing her into a kiss. Their lips met gently. Emma’s were parted slightly and fit perfectly between his own lips. Daniel’s tongue flitted out into her mouth and then retreated, giving her a reminder of the way he’d held off her orgasm last time. This was just a taste of what she’d have to work for. “So what would you ask for if you were in charge?”
Emma smiled and slid the fingers of her free hand under the waistband of his pants. She could feel the elastic waist of his boxer briefs and when she moved her hand, she felt the head of his dick already hard and dripping. She teased the head mercilessly for a moment, feeling his juices ooze from him, until she thought he might come now. The games hadn’t begun yet, so she felt free in touching him and stroking him at her will. “You’ll just have to wait and see, though you might want to hope that luck is on your side instead. No telling what I might come up with.”
Daniel tried to laugh, but it came out more of a moan as she continued to touch him at will. She wanted him to be rooting for the wild cards, maybe even cheat to give her a chance to win.
“So how do we start the game?”
“Pick a card, any card.” Daniel splayed the deck out so that she could pick any of the cards. It didn’t look like a full deck of cards, so maybe the odds were more in her favor.
Emma paused for a moment, anxious as to what fate was putting in front of her.
She didn’t know what would happen next and the anticipation was both exciting and scary.
She pulled a card and handed it to Daniel sight unseen. He flipped it over so that only he could read it and then with a grin showed it to her. “While on your hands and knees in front of the dominator, Strip naked and lie on the bed,” the card read.
Not too bad for a beginning, Emma thought. She got down on the carpet on all fours and began stripping. She could feel Daniel’s eyes on her as she undressed. She went slowly, allowing him to enjoy the scenario. She began with her pants, which were difficult to pull off in this position. She then removed her blouse, leaving her in just her panties and bra. From there, she took off her bra, leaving Daniel waiting for the rest. Finally she managed her way out of her panties. Now completely nude, she climbed onto the bed and resumed the same position there. She faced Daniel who held out the deck of cards again.
“Ready for some more?” he asked as he splayed the cards out again. “Feeling lucky?”
Emma picked another card and again handed it to Daniel without looking at it first. That so far was the hardest part of the activity, as she was naturally curious about her next situation. The possibilities seemed even more real as she faced him on all fours and naked. Anything could happen.
Daniel smiled and showed her the card. “Do you have any Saran Wrap?”
Emma nodded and said, “Bottom drawer by the fridge. Can’t miss it.”
Daniel padded out of the room in his stocking feet, his shoes the only item of clothing he’d removed thus far. He returned with the Saran Wrap. “We’ll have to be careful so that you don’t overheat in this. We’ll keep the play shorter, so that doesn’t happen.”
Emma nodded and watched as he placed her hands behind her and then began wrapping her in the plastic wrap. It went around her chest and stomach four times before she ran out. Thank goodness she didn’t buy that at the local warehouse store. She’d be head to toe in the stuff by now. Emma did notice that he hadn’t covered her below the waist.
“Since I can’t pick another card, how do we do this?” Emma asked, already feeling toasty inside the plastic.
“Point to it with your nose. I’ll pull it and we can go from there.” Daniel gave her a wicked grin as she bent forward from the waist and placed her nose on a card. Tonight was very different from last week, when her senses were limited. She could see Daniel and watch the glee with which he played this game. She liked his sense of humor and lust mixed together in this way.
Daniel held up the card for her. “Penetrate her with the object of your choice.” Daniel looked around, pretending to decide what to use for this next card. Emma bet that he already knew what he wanted to use, but he was just playing it up for her benefit.
Finally Daniel looked down at his hands. He held up two fingers and studied them for a minute. Then without speaking, he grabbed the bottle of lube, slathered his fingers, and split her open. She tried not to speak, knowing that she would have to take additional cards and consequences if she did. She’d rarely been entered this way, on her knees. Daniel was thrusting upwards and she could feel the warmth of his skin inside of her. He made no attempts to play with her clit, as the card had just said to penetrate her, not make her climax.
She closed her eyes and let her body talk to her. She felt each thrust and thought about moving her hips in motion with it, but she remembered that Daniel had ended up holding her down. She just let the motion fill her. He added a third finger and the feeling intensified. She was now sweating under the plastic wrap. She wanted to climax, but knew that Daniel wouldn’t like that. She wanted to just let herself go, but she held back. The warmth of the feelings and the heat of the plastic wrap made the sweat on her forehead run down, burning her eyes as she tried to watch Daniel.
She bit her lip as the third finger found her clit. Her breath caught and then released. Daniel smiled to himself, seemingly unaware that she was watching him. Despite being in charge, he was really focused on pleasuring her. She liked that thought, making it seem friendlier than thinking the power was all with him to do as he pleased. The game felt more mutual to think that deep down it was about pleasure for her as much as him.
Lost in these thoughts, she was able to ignore the more insistent desire to climax for a while. Eventually Daniel stopped and removed his fingers. She felt exposed and lost for a second, realizing that she’d enjoyed his attention to her. She began to wonder what other cards were in the deck that would please her this much.
Daniel held out the deck of cards again, wanting her to make another selection. She bent over and pointing to a particular card in the deck. Daniel removed it, read it without telling her what it said and then showed it to her. “Orally please your dominator.”
Well, that would be easy. She’d done that at her first party. While the timing was off, Emma thought about when she would host her next event. Summer was growing to a close and she wanted an all-out bash before the end of summer.
Emma waited for Daniel to remove his pants or at least unzip, but instead he moved close to her as he was on his knees and kissed her. “I like to make you keep guessing. The cards are vague enough to be used in a number of ways.”
She didn’t speak, which was good, since Daniel’s mouth was on hers. The softness from earlier was gone. Daniel nearly crashed his teeth against hers as their mouths pressed together. His tongue found hers and they wrestled in her mouth. The kiss told her of his passion and desire. From just that action, she could feel how much he cared about her and how much he wanted her. The plastic wrap had warmed her significantly at this point. She could feel drops of sweat inside the wrap as she responded. Daniel moaned as he pressed even harder against her mouth. His tongue was flitting across the top of her mouth, speaking of the things she knew he wanted her to do to him. She shuddered with desire for him, wanting him just as much as he wanted her.
Finally, he broke the kiss and said in a husky voice that almost didn’t sound like him, “We need to pick another card.” Emma was glad the blindfold was off; she wouldn’t have recognized this voice filled with lust.
Emma picked another card with her nose. Daniel looked at it and raised an eyebrow. “Wild card,” he said, slipping the card back in the deck. “What would you like to do to me?”
Emma smiled, thinking of all the things she’d like to do to him. However, it was tough to decide on one thing that would bring them both pleasure. She’d originally thought of doing something to humiliate him, thinking that the submission was about the power to make someone do anything. She’d heard about pegging, inserting things into the man and she’d been intrigued by the idea, especially since men were fine sticking it in any hole a woman had. However, as she’d watched him concentrate on pleasing her during the penetration, she’d changed her mind. She wanted it to be as pleasurable for him as it was for her. That didn’t mean that she couldn’t freak him out a little on the way.
Daniel helped her out of the plastic wrap, thankfully, and she found a light robe to put on as her skin was getting goosebumps from where her skin had cooled already. That in itself was worth the wild card, but she wanted to do more.
“Strip and on all fours,” Emma said with more authority than she felt. She sat on the bed and watched Daniel as he put on his own little strip show for her. Emma wished she could be that bold about her body. He threw his shirt on the floor. Emma watched the taut muscles on his chest as he took off his pants. She could see his erection and the growing wet spot on the front of his boxer briefs. This should be easy, she thought.
Daniel pushed down the briefs and stood in front of her, naked and aroused. Emma could feel her own desire as he walked towards her and got on the bed on all fours.
Shucking off her robe, she positioned herself behind him. She rested a hand on the left cheek of his butt and casually let a finger run between his cheeks. She felt him tense up as he seemed to realize what her actions were implying. Emma found the lube and squirted a dollop into her palm. She thought she heard
a little whimper from Daniel as she did. She let a few drops of lube fall between his cheeks, and she moved her finger across the fallen lube. Daniel shivered underneath her. Honestly, she had to admit that this was exciting. No wonder he liked domination.
Her fingers went between his cheeks and pressed against his hole. Emma heard that whimper again and wished she could hear what he was thinking at this moment. Was he afraid, nervous, excited? She smiled, realizing that she would have time to learn this about them now that they were dating.
Her hand traveled underneath him, her fingers still tracing along his skin until they arrived at his dick. The palm full of lube circled his cock and she began a slow slide up and down his member. She could feel him tighten as she sped up the motion somewhat. She’d seen a few previous boyfriends do this for themselves, but she’d never jacked anyone off by herself. She had always wanted to know what it was like and thanks for the wild card, she planned to find out.
The movement sped up. She didn’t want to wait or make him suffer through a delay of orgasm. She wanted this fast and now, a rush to climax that would leave him spent. The motion brought a moan from him, but nothing more. She squeezed as she brought her hand up and then relaxed her grip as she came back down the shaft. On one slide down the shaft, she felt his balls which were tight and close to his body. She knew that despite his silence, he was getting close to orgasm. That only served to make her go faster. She added a twist of the thumb over the tip of his member as she went up the shaft. The slit was oozing with desire, and the liquid easily blended with the lube to make it slicker as she moved.
She could feel Daniel getting near, and Emma took two fingers and slid them inside of herself. She wanted to rule both of their orgasms at once. Daniel came first. Blasts of thick ropy liquid shot from him and landed in puddles on her comforter. She watched and then her own climax was upon her. The feeling was not a blinding white as it had been last week, but an all over warmth that made her feel like a fire had been started inside of her. She felt its heat as she released Daniel’s dick. It ran through her like lava and she gave into it. She rested an arm on Daniel’s back as the pleasure welled up inside of her. He didn’t move, knowing that she was feeling pleasure as well.
