by Lexi Blake
“Why are you scared, Serena?”
“I’m worried that you won’t want me once you see me naked, and I want for you to want me.”
He smiled, a long, slow parting of his lips. “Excellent. I appreciate the honesty, baby. I can’t tell you how much I love the fact that you don’t play games. So I won’t either. I find you intensely attractive. I have had a fucking hard-on since the day you walked into my office. Now, do as I asked and take off your clothes. You won’t know until you try.”
Be brave. It was what she preached in her books. It was time to take a page out of one. None of her heroines got what they wanted without learning to ask for it. She started to undo the corset, remarkably aware of just how awkward she was. She could still hear Doyle telling her she wasn’t sexy. But when she looked up, Jake was smiling at her as though he found her awkwardness endearing.
“Go as slow or as fast as you like, sweetheart. I’ll just enjoy the show.”
She took a deep breath. She felt safe with Jacob Dean. Days of living with him had made her comfortable. She unhooked the first hook and then the second, her breasts spilling out. She laid the corset aside with shaking hands.
“Show me your breasts, Serena.” His tone had gotten slow, his accent thicker than before. He was a southern boy.
She cupped them. They’d always seemed too big, but Jake’s eyes ate her up. It made her nipples hard, her pussy wet, her heart soar. She could ignore everything except her heart. But he was engaging her, and it had been so damn long since she’d really wanted.
“Now get rid of the skirt. I want to see your pussy.”
She didn’t hesitate this time. She pushed the skirt off her hips.
“Very nice, baby.” Jake’s voice soothed her. She understood why he’d brought her here. He’d wanted the privacy because she wasn’t thinking about anything or anyone but him. There was a small part of her that still worried about such trivial things as cellulite, but here, in this place with Jacob, it was easy to silence that minor voice.
The air was cool on her skin, but his eyes were hot. He raised his hands and made a little circle, silently requesting that she turn. He wanted to look at her backside. Her ass, he would say in his deep, gravelly voice. He wanted to look at her ass, and he wasn’t expecting perfection. He was expecting curves and softness. He was expecting her.
She turned, confidence in her every move. He’d told her what he wanted, and she had zero reason to think he was lying. He’d been honest with her. He’d been hurt, and he hadn’t trusted her. Now he wanted her, and he wouldn’t hold back. They were an oddly matched set, both insecure in their own ways. She could feel him looking at her. She breathed in and let it happen.
“Very nice, baby. It’s time, though. Come here and place yourself over my lap.” He patted his lap.
It was time to be in or out. She knew what she was. She was in. She wasn’t about to stop now. She wanted to know where this went and if it was the place for her. She’d dreamed of this. She turned and walked to Jacob. He held out a hand and helped her drape herself over his lap. Her ass was in the air, his knee across her torso. She wiggled a little to try to get comfortable, but Jacob put a hand on her back, and she stilled.
“Where are you, Serena?”
She smiled. “Green, Sir. I’m fine.”
“I’m glad because I am absolutely green, Serena. I want this.” His hand came down on her ass, the sound smacking through the room.
She squealed. She couldn’t help it. That single smack lit up her flesh. Heat and a jangle of pain rushed through her system. Jacob’s hand came down again. He struck twice, and then a third and fourth and fifth time. He moved around, never hitting the same spot twice. She squirmed on Jake’s lap, and she felt his cock twitch.
“Where are you, baby? It’s your first time. We can take it slow and easy.”
She breathed in. The heat was sinking into her flesh, endorphins rushing through her system. Her backside hurt, but her skin was on fire, and it wasn’t all pain. “I’m good.”
“I need to hear the word, Serena.” Jake’s voice was calm, but she could hear the undercurrent. He wasn’t an aloof participant. He was barely leashed, and his cock was a hard line against her stomach. She’d made him hard. She wiggled her ass a little and felt his cock jump. “Now, Serena.”
“Green, Sir.” She was completely sure now. She heard the fine edge to his voice, knew she was the reason he sounded that way.
His hand came down again, this time right on the crease of her ass. “Little tease.” He smacked her again and again. “You like the fact that I’m hard and ready for you, don’t you, baby? You like teasing the big bad Dom.”
She squealed just a little because he wasn’t holding back, and he wasn’t playing politely. He didn’t merely spank and get the whole thing over with. He seemed to sink into his role, reveling in her flesh. He slapped at her ass and then gripped it as though he could hold the heat in. He parted her cheeks, and from his primal growl, she thought he liked what he saw there. His hand would trace down the line of her spine before jumping out and slamming down again. He kept her on edge, waiting to see what he would do next.
“You’re not thinking about anything but me now.” The satisfaction in his voice let her know it wasn’t a question. He spanked her, five times in rapid succession. She’d lost count, but he hadn’t. She felt strangely relaxed. Her submission had somehow given her permission to enjoy this in a way she couldn’t have before.
He stopped, frustrating her completely. His hand dipped lower. “I can smell you.”
She breathed in, and the room smelled like sex. She was so wet, wetter than she’d ever been in her life. Jake’s hand teased at the edges of her pussy, dipping in and retreating.
“Jacob, please. I’ve never wanted anything the way I want this.”
“What do you want, Serena? Be very specific.”
“I want you.” She wanted him, and she wanted Adam, but Adam wasn’t here right now. It was just the two of them, and Jake was so close. It seemed wrong to not get closer. She wiggled, trying to tempt his finger inside. It wouldn’t be enough. She knew that. She would just want more, but anything was better than the slow tease he was giving her now.
He slapped her ass, once on both cheeks. “Don’t you try to control this. This isn’t yours to command. It’s mine. And I asked you to be specific. What part of me do you want? Do you want this finger?”
A single finger played at her pussy, whirling around and sinking deep. Serena gasped.
“Is that all you want? You want me to finger fuck you?”
If she said yes, it might be all he did. He was forcing her to ask for what she wanted. He wouldn’t let her off easy. It was a part of the exchange for Jake. He wanted to hear it from her. It also forced her to accept responsibility for her actions. It made her Jake’s partner. “No. I don’t want your finger.”
She wanted more. She wanted everything.
He pulled his finger free. She whimpered, missing its warmth. She heard him suck the finger into his mouth. “Fuck, baby, you taste so damn sweet. Maybe you want my tongue. Do you want me to eat your pussy? Do you want me to lick your clit and suck it into my mouth? Do you want me to shove my tongue up your cunt and fuck you that way?”
She shivered. He smacked her ass again, but he was playing now. Her discipline was over, but the torture wasn’t. The idea of Jake’s mouth on her pussy lit a fire in her, but that wasn’t what she wanted, either. Not now.
“Answer me.” He slapped at her thigh.
“No. That isn’t what I want.”
“Tell me, Serena. Tell me what you want.” He moved, pulling her off his lap. She found herself on her knees between his legs, looking up at him. His face was flushed, his shoulders squared. He looked so dominant and masculine that her eyes slid away. His hand came up, tilting her chin to face him. “You tell me what you want. Don’t you mince words with me.”
She was breathless. She’d never once felt so powerless and yet sa
“Fuck.” He stared at her. “We shouldn’t. I shouldn’t. I’m not good for you.”
He couldn’t back away now. Not when she was so close. “Shouldn’t I decide that? I told you what I wanted. I told you my requirements. I’m not asking for a ring, Jake. I’m not even asking for a collar.”
He leaned toward her. “But if you keep this up, baby, that’s exactly what you’re going to get. You’re going to get my collar around your neck. You’re going to get my cock so deep in your pussy that you won’t remember what it feels like to not be full of me. I’ll be on you five times a day, and I won’t ask politely. I’ll take you because you’re mine. I’ll take your pussy and your ass, and I’ll fuck that mouth of yours. I’ll spank your ass when you get out of line, and sometimes I’ll just do it for fun. I’ll tie you up. I’ll spread you wide. I’ll parade you around naked because you will belong to me. Mine, Serena. Can you begin to imagine how fucking possessive I’ll be?”
It might have scared her, just a little, but he had Adam to balance him. Adam, who took such tender care of her. Adam, who’d been topping her so gently she hadn’t even noticed. There was a delicate balance between the two of them. Take one without the other and the relationship might fail, falling into outrageous possessiveness for Jake and overindulgence on Adam’s part. But together, they were exactly what she needed, craved.
“I think I can handle you, Jake.”
His hand sank into her hair, pulling lightly but with just enough bite to let her know he was serious. “What do you call me when I’m topping you?”
This was where Jacob truly enjoyed dominating. He wanted her submissive in the bedroom. She’d noticed that he preferred to remain in the background most of the time, silently supporting and protecting, but he wanted to be utterly in charge when it came to this.
“Sir. I am sorry, Sir. I can handle you, Sir.”
“You think so now, but you better be sure, Serena. You better be fucking sure.” His hands went to the ties of his leathers. “Take my cock out. I can’t resist. I need you, baby.”
The way he fumbled made her heart ache. He was nervous about sleeping with her? He was practically a Greek god, but the fine tremble in his hands marked him as a man, and that warmed Serena. She placed her hands over his and slowly untied his laces. She pulled back the leather and realized she wasn’t the only one not wearing underwear. Jake’s cock sprang free, and he hadn’t been joking. He was huge, long and thick, and topped with a plum-shaped head. A drop of pearly fluid seeped from the tip.
Jake looked down at her, his face hard with desire. He nodded toward his dick. “Taste me.”
She wasn’t good at this, but suddenly that was okay. Jake would tell her what he wanted. He wouldn’t lie there silently and then complain that she didn’t know what to do. He would talk to her. She leaned forward and licked the drop of fluid. It was salty and tangy and elicited the sweetest groan from his chest.
“That’s right, baby. Lick me. Lick my cock. Get me ready to fuck your little pussy. Get the Dom hard so he can make his sub howl.”
She loved the dirty talk. It was almost as arousing as being skin to skin with him. She breathed in the scent of his arousal as she licked her way up his cock. She started at the base, where the stalk met heavy balls. She brought her hand up to cup him, playing and squeezing lightly as she ran her mouth along his dick.
“Suck the head.”
She moved to the cockhead, pulling it into her mouth. She let her tongue find the deep V on the backside of his cock.
“Fuck, yeah, baby. That’s what I want.” His hands tangled in her hair, pulling her in, showing her what he wanted. “Deeper. I want to fuck your mouth, Serena.”
She relaxed and tried to take him deeper. He filled her, fucking into her mouth in short strokes. She ran her tongue every way she could.
He pulled out suddenly. “I can’t wait. Fuck it. I can’t wait.”
He stood and shoved his leathers off, tossing them to the side. He took her hand and gathered her to him. He twisted her around so her backside pressed against his front. She gasped when she saw the mirror. It was large and faced the bed. She had noticed it briefly when she’d entered, but now she could see that Jake had been watching. He’d watched as he’d spanked her and as she’d taken his cock in her mouth.
“Look at how pretty you are, baby. Look at those tits.” He cupped them, his thumbs flicking at the nipples.
She looked different. She’d always hated her body, but she seemed to be a different woman. This woman was sexy, wanton, desired. Jake’s hands were large on her body. He towered over her. His hand ran down the length of her torso to her pussy. There was no way to hide the glistening moisture that coated her femininity. Jake’s fingers slid easily through her labia, parting the petals and forcing her clitoris to poke out of its hood.
“Your pussy is pretty, too.” His eyes caught hers in the mirror, holding her in his dark gaze.
She was drowning, and she liked it. She pressed her pelvis up, begging him for more. He nipped at her earlobe.
“You’re going to be so hard to handle.” He turned her again, his mouth slamming down on hers. He forced her jaw open, his tongue invading. She wrapped herself around him, hands skimming the hard line of his muscles. He was cut everywhere. And strong. He was so strong. He dominated her with ease and yet his hands could be so gentle. They skimmed her backside, tracing her curves and making her skin light up. He moved her backward, her knees hitting the edge of the bed.
She found herself on her back, looking up at Jake. He stroked his cock. God, it was so big and it would be inside her soon. He reached over to the small dresser and grabbed a condom. He rolled it over his dick.
“Be sure, Serena. I won’t be able to let you go.”
She reached for him.
“I warned you. Don’t you dare say I didn’t warn you.” He climbed on the bed, pushing her back, pressing her legs open. His cock was at the edge of her pussy. “Take me, Serena. Take me inside.”
She groaned as that big cock began to force its way inside her. She bit her lip. Big. He was so big. His thumb found her clit, pressing against the little button. Pleasure began to swirl in her system combining with the feel of Jake fucking her in short, easy strokes.
“It’s all right, baby. You’re tight. You’re so fucking tight, but you were made for me. You were made to take my cock.” His eyes were half opened, head turned down. “Look at it.”
He moved his hand out of the way so she could look down her body and see the place where his cock disappeared into her pussy. He moved his hips, pulling out almost all the way. She could see the length of his cock, covered in her juices. It was intimate, binding her to him in a way mere sex couldn’t. Jake forced her to be in the moment, to bear witness to her own awakening.
He groaned as he pushed in again, gaining ground with each long thrust. Her knees were spread wide. He wouldn’t accept anything less than her being fully opened and exposed to him. Sex before had been a quick thing. Easy on, easy off. Wham, bam, leave you frustrated ma’am. But this was something completely different. This was something like her fantasies. She could feel Jacob and not just his cock. She was connected to him, meshing into him until she forgot where she ended and he began.
“I want you to come for me.” He pressed deep, locking them together.
Oh, she was so full. He stretched her, but she’d been ready for him. He’d made sure of it. He’d warmed her up with the spanking and played with her. He’d talked dirty and sweet. She accepted him for all that he was.
“Wrap your legs around me. God, Serena, you’re so fucking tight.”
She loved his weight on top of her. She was deliciously crushed into the mattress. He kissed her, holding himself deep inside, and she took the time to adjust to his size. She wrapped her legs around his waist, locking her ankles together. He drugged her with kisses, grinding his pelvis against hers, lighting up her clit. Over and over he hit it, bringing her close to the edge and then hauling her away. It was maddening, and she tried to move, to force him to fuck her, but he was too big. She was utterly powerless against his strength.
“You’re going to get another spanking, baby. Don’t you move. I’m enjoying this.”
He was torturing her. She couldn’t breathe. She was so close.
“How long since you had an orgasm?” His words came out in a deep rumble, as though he was trying to hold on to his control.
“I use a vibrator sometimes,” she admitted. Why was he still talking? Was he trying to make her crazy? She tightened her legs around him.
“How long since you had an orgasm from a cock in your pussy?” He started to thrust again, little shallow moves that slid across some magical place deep inside. “There it is. There’s your sweet spot, baby. How long since you had a lover hit your sweet spot?”
She gasped. It felt so good. Pressure was building. She felt like a bottle of champagne waiting to bubble over the minute her cork got popped. “I didn’t know I had a spot.”
Oh, but Jake had found it. He thrust up hard. “Your husband was an asshole. I won’t make the same mistake, Serena. I’ll make you mine, and I’ll keep you.”
And he was off. He didn’t hold back. He fucked into her hard, hitting that spot and grinding down on her clit. Over and over he thrust, his face contorting with the effort. He was so beautiful to her as he worked over her body. She couldn’t breathe. It was starting. Something amazing. Bigger than ever before.
“Say it, Serena. Say you’re mine.”
She could barely think, but she managed to say it. He needed to hear it. “I’m yours, Jake. I want to be yours.”
He came off his leash. He pounded into her, and she went flying, the orgasm overtaking her, lighting up every inch of her flesh. Jake’s gorgeous face contorted, and he thrust deep one last time.
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