at a distance watching them. Liam’s first thought was to protect
Norah from being seen. But with the angle of her body nothing could
be seen but the back of her head and maybe one of her legs, which
was wrapped around Liam’s body. Liam moved his mouth back to clit
and kept going. He thought back to the days of sharing his woman
with Nick, and how much of turn on it was to know Nick was
watching him fuck his woman. He didn’t want these guys to see Norah naked, but watching
him pleasure her, didn’t bother him at all. She moved her body so
she was leaning back on one hand and pressing his face in her with
the other.
“I’m gonna come,” she panted. His tongue moved faster.
“Come for me, baby. I like to see this pussy come,” Norah
didn’t like dirty talk unless they were actually doing something dirty.
He knew right now was a good time. “Here pussy, pussy, pussy,
come for me,” he panted, and moved his fingers faster. She grabbed
the back of his head and moaned his name. He leaned up and wiped
his mouth with his sleeve. “Damn, you are so fucking sexy.” He
leaned back on his heels and watched her as she took off her shirt
and bra. When she stood to remove her panties Liam took the little
blanket he had brought and wrapped it around her waist. She looked
confused, but didn’t make a comment. She straddled his waist and
unbuckled his pants. Now he was at a cross roads. Should he sit here and let these guys watch him fuck his
woman. They still couldn’t see anything except her bare back. But
this was his woman, his Norah. Did he really want to expose
something this personal to everyone? His horniness won overall. He
didn’t want to stop her, and he couldn’t wave them away without
stopping her.
She pulled him out of his pants and started stroking him up
and down. Slowly she inserted his hard dick in her, and she started
riding him. He moved the blanket to her waist to block her ass from
being seen but held on and moved her up and down. He took in her
nipple and she leaned her head back.
“Fuck me Norah, fuck me harder, baby,” he panted. He was
lost in a world of pleasure. When he came to his senses, he realized
she was turning around. He didn’t know what to do. She felt so
fucking good, he didn’t want to stop, but if she turned not only could
they see more of her body but she might see them too. Before he had time to think, she leaned back on him and
started moving against his body.
“Fuck Norah,” he ran his hand down her spine and pulled her
to him. He moved his hips faster and faster. He covered her breasts
with his hands, and leaned her forward so they couldn’t see her
pussy.
“Spread your legs some more,” he moved her legs apart, and
pulled himself deeper in her. He could feel that he about to come.
He grabbed her hair and pulled her to the side. In one big motion he
flipped her around, and covered her body with his.
He pumped harder, and faster. “Are you close, baby?” She
arched her back and let him hear her pleasure again. “That’s it, come
for me. Feel me inside you, baby.” He moved faster and shoved
himself in her a few more times. “Look at me, Norah, Look at me,”
they locked eyes as he came harder than he had in a very long time.
He kept moving but slowed his pace. He grinded himself against her
and kissed her neck. “Keep that up, and we’re gonna have to start all over, sir,”
she panted. He was feeling so good, he didn’t even realize what he
was about to say.
“Well I suggest we have round two in the house, unless you
want our audience to get bigger,” as soon as he said it he regretted
it. He kissed her neck and hoped she hadn’t heard him.
“Audience? What are you talking about?” she pushed him off
of her neck and looked around. When she saw the men, they
instantly scattered. “What the fuck? You knew they were watching
us?” She pushed him off of her and grabbed the blanket. Liam stood
up and zipped up his pants.
“Norah, it isn’t a big deal. They didn’t see anything, I made
sure of it.”
“What the fuck is wrong with you, Liam? You made sure of it?
What does that mean? You wanted them to watch us? You liked it?” He reached for arm, and she snatched it away. “Get off me!”
She grabbed her shoes and her book and started to run back to the
house.
Norah
I ran in the house and went straight to my room. I slammed
the door and then remembered most of things were in his room. I
went to the dresser and pulled open the drawers, I found some
underwear, t-shirts and cotton shorts. I slammed it shut and ran to
his room to get my shower things. I had to get this feeling off me. As
I ran down the hall, I heard him downstairs telling Rosa he was sorry
everything was such a mess in the basket. I grabbed a few things
from his bathroom and started back to my room. I saw him coming
up the stairs and started running.
“Norah, wait! Please, let me talk to you, come here!” I kept
running and went in my room. I turned on the shower, very hot, and
let the steam fill the room. I stood in the bedroom and dropped the
blanket and threw my underwear in the trash. I don’t know why I did that, but it made me feel better. I
stepped in the shower and let the hot water cover me. I heard the
door open and braced myself for his voice. I knew he was going to
say something suave and smooth and try to get me to forgive him. I
had to have thick skin when it came to him.
“Norah, please listen to me, I have to explain.” I could see
him through the glass. He was leaning up against the counter with
his arms across his chest. He was actually twirling his sunglasses in
his hands.
“There is nothing to explain! You went down on me and
fucked me in front of your staff, what is there to understand?” I
turned my back to the glass, and let the water roll over my head
hoping it would drown out his voice.
“Yes, that’s what happened, but I wanted to tell you why. I’m
not trying to make excuses for myself, I did what I did….I am what I
am….I’m not going to apologize for that.” I turned back to him and covered my breasts with my hands.
I wasn’t sure why I did that, but I did.
“And what are you saying? In addition to being a slave trader,
and a Dominate, you’re also an exhibitionist?” I yelled to make sure
he heard me, but also because I was pissed.
“I’ll let the slave trader comment go, because I know your
upset, but don’t ever call me that again or you will be sorry!” He
stepped a little closer to the shower door. “But as for the
exhibitionist…..I never thought of myself as such, but……I guess
so…yes.” He was acting so cold and proud even of his revelation
about himself.
“So what? Now I’m just suppose let you fuck me in front of
people? Dammit, Liam! You are exactly like what they told me! You
said they told me those things to scare me, but it’s true! You want to
parties and expecting me fuck other men while you watch!” He stood straight up, opened the door to the shower and
turned off the water. He grabbed a towel and threw it at me. I
wrapped it around myself and he yanked my arm so hard, I almost
tripped out of the shower. He pulled me in the bedroom and then
turned me to face him. He held both of my arms tight, and made
sure I was looking him in the eyes.
“Stop this, right now, Norah! I would never let other men
fuck you, me watching or not, it isn’t gonna happen!”
“Well why not? It’s like they just got a taste of me anyway,” I
snapped back. He grabbed my chin with his hand, then let me go
pushing me away and running his hands through his hair.
“If you’re trying to make me hurt you, Norah, you’re doing a
damn good job.” He walked to the door and then came back to me.
“This is the way I am, Norah. You know I have a dark side. Before you
I enjoyed those kinds of things, yes.” I turned away from him, but he
grabbed my arm and made me turn back to him. “I liked to spank, cane, and beat the shit out of my women
before I fucked them senselessly.” I cringed when he spoke. “Oh yes,
go ahead and think I’m a sick pervert if you want. But that’s what I
wanted. I wanted to bound and gage women, I like to fuck a woman
in her sweet little mouth while she was being pounded from behind
by someone else.” I shook my head and pulled away from him.
“That’s who I was, Norah. I was sick bastard, but I liked it, and the
women liked it too.” He let me go and walk to the other side of the
room. “But I changed when I met you. I didn’t like seeing you in pain.
Thinking of you with other men makes me want to fucking kill
someone. I changed everything about myself…..for you.” He held his
arms out and then let fall to his sides. “I guess I thought I had it all
out of my system. I love making love to you,” he walked to me and
touched my shoulder. “I love to make love, slow and gentle, with
you. When I’m with you, I think about you, and spanking you, or
tying you up doesn’t cross my mind.” I took a deep breath and
relaxed a little. I kept my back to him and he lightly kissed my shoulder. “But
when I saw them watching us, my dick got so hard I thought my
pants were going to explode.” He kissed me again. “I was turned on
by the thought of people watching me pleasure what was mine. At
that moment, you belonged to me, and I wanted them to see that. I
wanted them to see how I could make you come as many times as I
wanted to.” He kissed my shoulder again. “Over and over and over,”
he panted. “But this is like everything else, Norah. If you don’t want
it, I won’t do it.” He stepped away and sat on the bed. “I shouldn’t
have let us go that far today once I knew they were watching
without telling you, and I am sorry for that. If you don’t want to do it
anymore we won’t.” He laid back on the bed.
“It’s that simple for you? You can sit here and tell me how
much all these things turn you on, how much you have loved doing
them with other women, but with me, I don’t like it, so you’re done!
And it’s that easy for you?” It was good question. I had no idea how
much those things turned him on. I knew he liked to do things I didn’t even know about. And I
knew he had stopped it because of me, but I didn’t know how
addicted he was to it. How could I be enough for him? Was I really
satisfying him? And if I was, how long would this last? And
furthermore, what would happen to me when he was over me?
Would he sell me again? He said he wouldn’t before, but was that
just to calm my nerves? He opened his eyes and rolled to his side. He
propped his head on his elbow.
“Yes, it is that simple for me.” I shook my head.
“How can it be? How can I be enough for you? You want
these things, and I don’t. How can we be right for each other? And
what’s going to happen to me the day you realize that making love
to me in front of the fire place isn’t enough anymore?” I decided it
was best to voice the concerns in my head instead of fretting over
them. He leaned up and walked to me. I looked in the mirror at his
face. He grabbed my shoulders. “I want you, Norah. I want you more than I want to hurt
someone. Does that make sense? I can either have a woman that I
vaguely like, who lets me whip her and fuck her in front of people.
And not give a fuck about other men having her too. Or I can be
completely in love with you, and every time we make love in front of
the fire place, or anywhere else, I’ll know I am the only man who has
ever touched you like that. I’m the only man that you will ever give
yourself to.” He touched my hands and loosened my grip from the
towel around me. I dropped the towel, and he cupped both of
breasts and kissed my neck. He ran his hand down my stomach and
rubbed my sex. I closed my eyes and leaned forward. He ran his hand
over my ass and back to my sex. I could hear him unzipping his pants
again. He pulled my hair slightly and made me look up at him. “I
would rather have you, and nothing else matters. We will never be
done, and I will never get tired of you,” he kissed my back and pulled
me to him. I could feel him pressing at my entrance. He looked up at me in the mirror again. “Is this ok?” he
asked. I nodded and leaned into him. He put his hand on my sex
from the front. “Spread your legs wider for me, baby,” he panted. He
plunged in me and started moving his hips at a slow pace. He had
one breast and he cupped my sex with the other. I leaned back
further and wrapped my arms around the back of his neck. I closed
my eyes and let the pleasure take over. “Open your eyes, Norah.
Watch yourself, see how fucking sexy you are, baby.” He was right,
we looked hot. Watching us in the mirror was a huge turn on. I could
see how knowing someone else was watching us would get him
hard. I still wasn’t sure I ever wanted to do it again, but I could see
his point of view.
Chapter fourteen
Norah
We laid naked on my bed and he ran his hands over my body.
My back was to his front, and his fingers gently touched me at my
neck, then my shoulder, down my arm and side, to my hip, and
around my behind…then back up again.
“I’m still mad at you,” I whispered. He let out a deep breath.
“I know,” he said. “I’m willing to work the rest of the night to
make you forgive me.”
“But I might be willing to try some of the things you like…..to
make you happy.” I couldn’t believe what I was offering. I had no
idea how deep he was in the world of BDSM, but if I was truly his, I
needed to try to make him happy, so he would want to keep me.
“You don’t have to do that. You make me happy just being
with me,” he leaned into my neck. I rolled to face him. “But I want to. You paid what I can imagine was a lot of
money for me. I want to be worth it. I need to try t
o make you
happy. I should be doing the things you like to do.”
“It isn’t about the money, Norah, and it never has been. It’s
about me wanting to please you. There’s a difference in me not
wanting you to do these things, and I having no desire to hurt you.”
He took a deep breath. “You make me crazy sometimes, and my
anger gets the best of me, and for that kind of pain I am truly sorry.
But inflicting pain on you as a sexual act is not something I want to
do.”
“I don’t want you to either. But it isn’t all pain right? I mean,
I’m sure there are things in this dark world that involve only
pleasure. I can try those things for you.” He lightly kissed my lips and
ran his hand down my body again.
“There is something I want to try if you would let me,” he
kissed me again and touched my behind. He raised my leg over his hip and ran his hand over my sex,
then continued back and pressed his hand against the other hole. I
moved away briefly than relaxed. “I want this part of you to be mine
too.” He kissed me again, then leaned back to gauge my reaction. I
didn’t know what I thought about anal sex. “It can be very
pleasurable for both of us, I would make sure of it. And if you
wanted to stop, I would stop.” I nodded and started to turn over. He
stopped me and laughed a little. “While I appreciate your
enthusiasm, we can’t just do it right now,” he kissed my forehead. “I
mean we could, but it would be painful for you, and I don’t want
that. I need to prepare you first, which can also be fun for both of
us.” He moved so he was laying on top of me supporting himself on
his elbows. He moved my legs apart with his knee and I could feel
him pressing against my sex. “I’ll show you some of my other toys
and you can tell me what you think you would want to try,” he was
panting, pressing his tip in me then pulling it back out. I bent my
knees and made myself more available to him. “But trust me little one, there are so many things we can do
without pain, without toys,” he paused licking his lips and closing his
eyes, while he pressed himself in me a little more. “So many
positions, places, and ways to have sex, we won’t ever get tired of
each other.” I couldn’t imagine ever getting tired of him. Every time
we had sex it was a new experience for me.
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