by Anthology
Keeping up the soothing motion over her hot flesh with one hand, he gently lifted her head to study her. “How are we doing there, little dove? Are you still with me?”
He chuckled at her incomprehensible reply as her eyes fluttered open, and she tried her best to focus on him. “Why… Don’t stop… Nice here.”
“I just bet it is, sweetheart, but you’ve had enough for your first time. I’m so very proud of you. You did very well, but I don’t want you to hurt too much tomorrow.”
Jacqui pulled a face when he helped her up. She couldn’t stand, however, so he scooped her back up in his arms, and carried her across to his bedroom, where he deposited her on his bed. A soft sigh escaped her when her sore ass made contact with his cool sheets. She made no move to cover herself up when he pulled the remains of the corset off of her completely.
Instead, she spread her legs, threw her arms wide and smiled up at him, while licking her lips.
The action made Lukas groan, and the little minx giggled.
Maybe she wasn’t as out of it as he’d assumed her to be. Sure enough her eyes were losing the glassy look, and laid out on the bed as she was, naked apart from the stockings and delicate heeled sandals she still wore, she looked like a sinful offering from the gods.
“You still don’t look all that comfortable…Sir.”
Lukas suppressed a grin at her inherent sass, and her eyes widened when he pulled his shirt over his head in one fluid move. The way her breathing sped up and her gaze roamed over his torso further reassured him that she was very much back in the room. Time to throw caution to the wind and to finally slake his needs.
“I’m not, and it’s all your fault, girl. What are you going to do about it?” Jacqui licked her lips again, and when she pushed up on her elbows, beckoning him closer with her index finger, Lukas shook his head in wonder.
“If you come over here, Sir, I’ll show you.”
Taking his time to test her further, Lukas kicked his shoes off slowly. He unbuttoned his jeans, and then pulled down the zipper. He hissed his relief as his cock sprang free and a strangled groan escaped his girl when it dawned on her that he wasn’t wearing any underwear. It made him even harder, if that was possible. When he looked up, having yanked his jeans all the way off, he found Jacqui on her knees. His throat went dry. Her gaze seemed riveted on the action of his hand sliding along his shaft. Lukas wiped his thumb through the pre-cum collecting at the head of his dick, and lifting his fingers up, offered them to her.
“Taste what you do to me, girl.”
The speed with which she crawled up to the edge of the bed made him grin, until she grasped his wrist, and sucked his fingers into the wet haven of her mouth. The way she swirled her tongue around those digits, meant he lost what little control he had. With a groan Lukas sat down on the bed. His girl moaned when he pulled his fingers out of her mouth, fisted them in her hair, then urged her head down toward his lap, where his cock stood to attention.
“Show me how much you want my cock, little dove. I…fuck, yes, just like that.”
Any rational thought fled Lukas’s brain when the minx grabbed hold of the base of his shaft with both hands, while she licked across the top of his hugely swollen dick. The sweet relief was instant and only surpassed by the feel of her lips sliding down the length of him as far she could, before his tip hit the back of her throat. Gagging slightly, she swallowed, and pulled back, while grazing her teeth along his dick.
Pleasure surged through him hot and fast, and Lukas cursed softly under his breath while he held her hair out of the way, to enable him to see better. Jacqui glanced up at him while she slid her mouth down his cock as far she could go, and scrambled to the floor in front of him.
He managed nothing more than a tight smile to show how pleased he was, because seeing her on her knees in between his legs now, her lips stretched wide over his thick girth, while she worked his dick—check fantasy number one.
When she upped her efforts, swirling her tongue up, around, and under his corona, while massaging his heavy balls with one hand and working the base of his shaft with the other, Lukas grunted.
“Fuck, you’re good at this. That’s my girl. I won’t last long this time. I… fuck.”
With the most impish grin ever, Jacqui released his dick with a loud pop, sucked her fingers into her mouth, and then deep throated him without warning, while she let those digits of hers wander over his balls and down further across his perineum.
Lukas’s hips jerked as she hummed and swallowed around his dick. It gave the access she was so clearly looking for, and he threw his head back and moaned long and hard, when she slipped one saliva slickened finger into his asshole.
“Jesus, girl.” She froze temporarily, and Lukas thrust into her mouth to encourage her to continue. “Don’t you dare fucking stop now.”
Her giggle trembled all the way down his dick, and shutting his eyes, he gave himself up to the fast approaching orgasm. He jerked and shook when her finger found the spot designed to drive him crazy. Fisting his hands in the covers, he fucked her mouth in earnest, as his release built from the base of his spine.
His harsh grunt of relief was all the warning he managed, before his balls drew tight and his cock jerked with the force of his orgasm. On and on it went, the frantic ripples of Jacqui’s endeavors at swallowing his cum serving to prolong his release. Heart thumping, and gasping for breath, Lukas collapsed back on the bed, as the waves of pleasure sucked him under. When he at long last stopped spurting, and her gentle suckling up and down his dick became painful, he patted the bed next to him.
“Get up here, minx. I’d come and get you, but I think you just killed me.”
She giggled—a sound he was fast becoming addicted to—and in the next instant the bed dipped slightly, and her soft curves molded themselves against his side. Lukas pulled her closer, still, with one arm around her until her head rested on his shoulder.
They must make a ridiculous sight, with both their legs still dangling off the end of the bed, but Lukas didn’t give a flying shit about that now.
This, right here, just felt right. When his breathing resembled something of a normal pattern, he lifted his head to look at her. His little dove seemed deeply in thought, and utterly fascinated by his abs, judging by the way she traced his six pack with one fingernail. Her action left a trail of heated awareness behind, and despite his spectacular release, his cock semi hardened again.
The lazy trails of her fingertips stopped, and getting up on her elbow, she looked up to find him watching her.
“Again? So soon?”
The astonishment in her voice caused Lukas to throw his head back and laugh, and grasping her by the shoulders he hauled her up the bed.
A gasp escaped her when he crawled up the bed after her, nudged her legs apart with his thigh, and got to his knees in between her splayed limbs.
This position afforded him an unrivalled view at her delightfully swollen pussy lips. Wet with her arousal, they made him harden even more, and taking his cock in hand he teased her wet slit with the tip of his dick.
“I told you I intend to claim all of your holes, and I haven’t been in this juicy cunt yet.”
Another one of those strangled whimpers escaped her, and when he looked up at her, she was biting her lip so hard, she was in danger of drawing blood.
Reaching up, he pulled that soft flesh away from danger, and supporting himself with one hand next to her head, claimed those luscious lips in a kiss. Lukas could taste himself mixed in with his Jacqui’s sweet flavor and groaning he took the kiss deeper. Jacqui ran her hands over his shoulders, and round to his pectorals, where she traced his nipples, making his cock jump anew. Grinning, Lukas pulled back and looked down to where his now rock-hard dick was leaving a wet trail on his girl’s quivering abdomen.
“Hmm, will you look at that? It seems I’m more than capable of claiming my sweet pussy, but first things first. Did I give you permission to touch me?”
He couldn’t hide his delight when Jacqui froze, mid exploring his abs, and frowned. She looked so utterly adorably flustered. It was almost too easy this messing with her.
“I’m sorry, Sir?”
Lukas pulled back onto his knees, and made a big show of studying her.
“That’s a nice start, but I think you can do better, can’t you, little subbie.”
8
“Sorry, Sir. I don’t…”
Jacqui searched her brain for whatever he might want from her, as Lukas crossed his arms over his muscular chest and waited. A chest she’d had such fun exploring moments before, and one she would never grow tired of looking at. There wasn’t an ounce of fat on his body anywhere, just nicely formed muscle, covered by smooth skin, with just the right amount of chest hair. Her throat went dry when she followed the enticing downy trail of hair starting from his navel and acting like a beacon to his once again fully erect cock.
She felt rather foolish, having expressed her astonishment at his rapid recovery time, even if the flare of heated approval in his eyes had told her he’d liked her reaction. He also seemed to have enjoyed the blow job. When he’d sworn half way through, she’d frozen, worried she’d done something wrong.
“You’re thinking mighty hard there, little dove.” His quiet voice pulled her out of her thoughts, and she looked up from his magnificent cock to see him smiling at her. “I’m not angry with you, and you have certainly not earned yourself another punishment, if that’s what has you frowning like that.”
When she shook her head, his brows drew together.
“Then what is the matter, sweetheart? Talk to me. I told you already, communication is vital in this lifestyle, and I’m not a mind reader. What has you looking so worried?”
That was the second time now he’d called her by that endearment, and while that was no doubt something he called the women he was intimate with, it still made her heart beat faster and wish for things that would never be.
Jacqui dropped her gaze, unable to maintain eye contact under the heated scrutiny of his blue orbs. It meant that her eyes were immediately drawn back to his cock. Standing up fully erect it truly was a spectacular specimen. Long, thick, and heavily veined; it looked enormous from this angle, and a flutter of apprehension crawled up her spine at the thought of his fucking her with that, let alone taking him up the ass. Her jaw still ached from the blow job she had given him, and he had said he would claim all of her holes tonight.
“Jacqui, talk to me.”
The use of her name stung for some strange reason, and she blinked back unexpected tears. What in the hell was that about? But he sounded…disappointed… and that left a strange ache behind in her very soul. It further confirmed what Jacqui had known deep down since she’d first started to look into the lifestyle. She was indeed submissive, and she wanted nothing more than to please her dominant. And for tonight, at least, Lukas was just that.
Bearing that in mind she blurted out the utmost concern on her mind. “I’m just not sure it will work.”
Lukas expelled a breath, and grasping her chin lifted her head until she had no choice but to look at him.
“What won’t work, sweetheart? You’re doing great. Too great, in fact, I keep forgetting you’re new to this, and I’m pushing you too hard, so—”
“No, no, it’s not that. I…” Jacqui bit her lip. When his eyebrows rose it dawned on her that she’d interrupted him. “Sorry, Sir, it’s just.”
She slammed her mouth shut, and Lukas smiled.
“Go on, don’t clam up on me now. It’s just what?” he asked. The compassion in his eyes gave her the courage to continue.
“I’ve loved everything we’ve done so far. You haven’t pushed me too hard, not really. And besides that’s what you Domly types do, right?”
She stopped talking when he laughed and shook his head.
“That’s what you see me as? A Domly type?”
Thankfully, genuine amusement showed in the laughter lines crinkling up the corners of his eyes, and with a deep breath she continued.
“I don’t mean any disrespect by that, Sir. It’s just, I knew there was something about you from the minute I first saw you. I just didn’t have the knowledge.” She glanced at him to gauge his reaction and when he nodded, she continued. “I didn’t know enough about myself or the lifestyle to recognize it was your Dominance that drew my inner subbie if you like.”
Jeez this baring one’s soul sure wasn’t easy, and if anyone had told her only this morning, she would be having this discussion with her sex-on-legs-neighbor, while naked in his bed, she’d have laughed her ass off. Yet, that’s exactly what she was doing, and, what’s more, it didn’t feel half as awkward as she thought it might have been. The difficulty came in finding the right words to express her feelings. To do so in this manner just seemed the right thing to do, and entirely natural, which no doubt meant she was getting in far too deep for her own good. After all, this was Lukas, and to all intents and purposes that man was a player.
She had to remember that and not let this intimacy they had created allow her to get carried away with herself. One night, that’s all she was given here.
“You can have no idea how much it pleases me to hear you say that, little dove.” The curious catch in his voice made Jacqui’s heart beat faster, and she offered him a tremulous smile.
“Why do you keep calling me that?” she asked and Lukas grinned.
“Little dove?”
At her nod, he continued. “Because you remind me of one. All little, fragile, and gentle, yet with an inner core of steel and a single minded determination to get where you need to be. Kind of like a homing pigeon, you know.”
He laughed when she frowned at that.
“I like dove, but I’m not sure being compared to a homing pigeon is all that flattering, Sir.”
Lukas threw his head back and laughed, and she, too, gave up any pretense of being annoyed, especially when he sobered and sitting down, pulled her across and onto his lap. Jacqui settled into the cuddle he offered with a little, content sigh, and he tightened his hold on her.
“I have a confession to make here, too, while we are being honest and talking like this.”
“Oh?” She couldn’t help but tense at those words, and clearly picking up on her emotions, or at the very least her body language, Lukas pulled her closer. He then proceeded to run lazy circles over her back, which made her far too aware of him again.
“I’ve been watching you, ever since you moved in, but I convinced myself that you would never look at me twice.” When she gasped and shook her head, he laughed. “Not in any serious way, anyhow, and I wasn’t at all sure I was good enough for you.”
That astonishing statement meant that she had to glance at him, and the myriad of emotions that crossed his face took her breath away. He seemed uncertain, and a little sad, which made no sense at all and made her blurt out her answer before she could filter her words.
“Are you freaking insane? You do own a mirror, right? Any woman starts drooling when she sees you for pity’s sake. Why would you not be good enough for me? It’s more the other way round.” When he frowned and acted as though he was about to say something to refute that, she put her hand over his mouth, and shook her head at him.
“No, please, Sir, let me get this off my chest. I’ve seen the women you go out with. They’re all… well… they’re all far more sophisticated than me, and most of them look like freaking super models.” She tightened her hold on his mouth when he growled. “No, it’s true. I have no body hang ups. I’ll never be thin stick, and that’s fine. I like myself this way, but you surround yourself with those types, and that’s fine. I get it. A man in your position. I mean you live in this place, actually live and own it. Not like little old me, pretending to live the high life while being afraid to touch half of the antiques in that place. I…” She couldn’t continue that little speech, because Lukas chose that moment to lick her palm, while his hands were busy cupping her
breasts. A shiver of pure need went through her when he flicked his thumbs across her nipples and the little points hardened instantly. Her hand fell away from his mouth, and in the next instant she was flat on the bed again with him on top of her.
Pinned by his bodyweight, she couldn’t move, could scarce breathe, truth be told, as he took her arms and pinned them above her head. He curled her fingers around the hand holds in his head board, and another shiver went through her when it dawned on her why they were there. Clearly this was no ordinary bed, as confirmed by the rip of Velcro. Before she could even grasp his intentions, he’d straddled her legs, and he was securing her wrists.
At her gasp he smiled and once her wrists were fashioned together so that she couldn’t pull them apart, he ran his hands slowly down her arms, over her shoulders, and her collarbone, until he reached her breasts.
Cupping the heavy globes, he pushed them together and then bent his head with a wicked grin, and ran the tip of his tongue over each hardened point. Jacqui groaned and he grazed his teeth over the sensitive flesh.
“Has anyone ever told you, you talk too much, little dove?”
Jacqui couldn’t help it, she rolled her eyes. “You wanted me to talk, Sir, so, ow.”
The sharp bite to the underside of her breast took her breath away, especially as it was instantly replaced by the soothing licks of his tongue.
“Watch it, subbie. I enjoy a certain amount of sass, but you’re pushing the envelope here. If you don’t want me to gag you, you’ll be quiet now, unless I ask you a direct question. Are we clear?”
He looked up at her and when she nodded he grinned. Another gasp escaped her when he got off the bed, and rounding the bottom off it, grasped hold of her ankles, and yanked her down the bed until her arms were fully extended.
“I should have asked this before I started restraining you, but you’re good to go? Don’t need the bathroom or anything?”
Heat flared in Jacqui’s cheeks, as it dawned on her what he was asking, and she shook her head.
