by Leah Brooke
Straightening, he strode toward her. “Yes, something’s wrong. I can’t get a damned bit of work done because I keep thinking about how much I want my wife.”
Kelly grinned at his disgruntled tone, a jolt of lust going through her. Tossing the towel to the counter, she spread her arms wide. “She’s right here. Oh!”
He gathered her against him, grabbing the baby monitor and attaching it to his pocket before lifting her high against his chest. He turned and strode from the room and to the stairs. “You’re driving me crazy. I want you too damned much. I want to hear you come over and over and I want to sink my cock into you and feel you milk me.”
Struck by not only his words, but the desperation and frustration in his tone, Kelly tightened her hands around his neck, pulling him down for a kiss, her entire body suffused in a wash of heat that settled in every erogenous zone.
“Yes. Damn, I’ve missed this.”
Pausing on the steps, Blade pressed her against the wall and took her mouth in a searing kiss, growling in his throat when she tangled her tongue with his. Pulling back slightly, he nipped at her bottom lip just hard enough to make it sting. “Behave.”
She knew that tone well, and her body responded instinctively to it, already anticipating the pleasure to come. Her nipples beaded tight against her bra, moisture already dampening her panties as her pussy prepared to accept him.
He lowered his mouth to hers again, kissing her with a possessiveness and firmness that established his dominance in a heartbeat, his hands tightening around her as he lifted his head and started up the stairs again.
“Every sweet inch of you belongs to me.”
Kelly smiled, relief making her dizzy. “You made that pretty clear from the beginning, didn’t you?”
“I hope so.” His eyes narrowed. “Pleased with yourself, are you? Just remember, that we’re doing this my way.”
Running her hand over his chest, Kelly nodded solemnly, but couldn’t quite hold back her grin. “Yes, sir.”
Thrilled at the flash of heat in his eyes, Kelly ran the tips of her fingers through his hair, frowning when he paused next to the bed. “Aren’t we going into the playroom?”
Blade always kept the door locked, and she hadn’t been in the room since the night he’d packed everything away.
She wouldn’t be happy until he had everything back in place again.
He set her on her feet and started stripping her out of her clothes, ripping the material of her shirt in his haste to undress her. “No.”
Naked, Kelly reached for him, rubbing her nipples against his chest. “Oh, Blade. I want to use the playroom again. We can make as much noise as we want in there.”
Lifting her again, Blade placed her on the bed, running his hand from her neck to her belly, leaving behind a trail of heat that made her nipples bead tighter and sent a rush of heat to her clit, making it throb. “I said no, Kelly. Do you really think I need a special room and toys to earn your submission?”
“Of course not.” Watching him undress, Kelly shifted restlessly on the bed, trembling with need and anticipation.
He sounded so much like the dominant lover she knew so well that she found herself blinking back tears. His hurried movements and the sexual tension surrounding him spoke of his need for her, easing some of the fears still plaguing her.
Unable to look away from the sight of his cock, Kelly yelped when Blade gripped an arm and leg and flipped her to her belly.
Pressing a hand to her back, he bent to scrape his teeth over her shoulder in warning. “Quiet, or I’ll gag you.”
She shivered as he ran a hand over her bottom, a moan escaping when his fingertips pressed against her sensitive skin.
“Spread your thighs.”
Rushing to obey him, Kelly spread her thighs several inches apart, crying out in surprised delight when Blade plunged a finger into her. “Oh, God, Blade. Yes.”
Pumping her hips, she threw her head back and moaned, clamping down on his finger, and closed her thighs on his hand. “So good.” She loved when he touched her like this, so possessively as if he owned her.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” The disbelief and sharp edge of warning made her clit swell and coated his finger with another rush of moisture.
“I want you so much. Don’t tease me, Blade. Just take me like you want me more than anything. Take me the way you used to.”
Growling when Blade withdrew his finger, she waited expectantly for the slap to her bottom, but he rubbed her ass cheeks instead. “It looks like I’m going to have to gag you after all.”
Shaking with excitement, Kelly watched Blade open the nightstand drawer and retrieve the ball gag he’d used on her several times in the past. Staring into his eyes, she drew a shaky breath at the intensity in his dark gaze, opening her mouth when he pressed the gag to her lips.
Shaking as he expertly fastened it, she stilled at the familiar, but almost forgotten sensation of her senses sharpening.
It was as if a switch turned on inside her, attuning her to Blade.
Even the slight change in his breathing as he finished fastening the gag alerted her that his mood had shifted, his need to dominate more intense. Her breath caught at the slow slide of his hand down her back, a loving caress screaming of ownership.
God, she’d missed this!
Another moan escaped, this one muffled by the gag, pinpricks of pleasure breaking out all over her skin at the brush of satiny material sliding up her legs, over her bottom and up her back.
“It’s been a long time since I blindfolded you.”
Unable to speak, Kelly nodded enthusiastically, delighted to have her Master back.
Fisting a hand in her hair, Blade bent low and turned her head to face him. “I wasn’t asking permission, love.” His eyes, dark and hooded, lingered on hers as he traced a finger over her lips, the silence lengthening.
Staring up at him and struck by the emotion in his eyes, Kelly hardly dared to breathe. Her lips tingled around the ball gag where he touched them, shivers of delight breaking out all over her body.
His caress softened on her lips, his eyes narrowing at her low whimper. Suddenly, he blinked as if coming out of a trance, and with a frown, followed by a slow smile, he slipped the fabric over her eyes and secured it. Running a hand over her bottom, Blade touched his lips to her shoulder. “You belong to me. Every gorgeous inch of you. Nothing in this world matters as much as knowing that you’re mine.”
Sliding a hand to her breast, he stroked a nipple, the firm confidence in his touch igniting her senses and creating a hunger that only he could satisfy.
“All mine.”
His lips moved over her back, sending sharp tingling heat to her slit. “My greatest fantasy.”
His fingers closed over her nipple as his lips moved lower. “My greatest joy.”
Blindfolded, she had to rely on her other senses, and found herself more attuned to him than she’d been in a very long time.
Shivering with delight, she sucked in a breath when the mattress dipped and Blade spread her legs, making a place for himself between her ankles. Her pussy clenched at the rush of air over her slit, another moan escaping when he lifted a foot and touched his warm lips to her ankle.
Fisting her hands in the pillow, Kelly was glad that Blade had gagged her to muffle the hoarse moans that continued to pour out of her.
His lips moved higher to her shin, and then to the back of her knees, spreading her thighs wider as he moved forward. Running his lips up the backs of her thighs, he slid his fingers higher to caress her inner thighs. “You’re always wet for me, aren’t you, love?”
Desperate for friction against her throbbing clit, Kelly lifted her hips, and groaned, writhing to get closer to his fingers.
Blade moved his fingers away, thwarting her, and lifted her other ankle. “See, baby? Doesn’t this feel good?”
God, yes!
Pressing her face into the pillow, she shivered at the feel of his li
ps moving higher, another ragged moan escaping when he scraped his teeth over the sensitive skin of her lower curve of her bottom cheek.
The heat at her slit drove her crazy, her pussy clenching with the need to feel him inside her. Her muscles quivered beneath the slow slide of his hands and lips, her body responding with joy at the tender ministrations of its Master.
She knew how she must look, rocking her hips and wagging her ass at him in a desperate attempt to get friction against her clit, but she was too far gone to care.
Her body came to life under his hands, every touch designed to give pleasure and increase her already raging hunger for him.
She threw her head back, another moan escaping when his hands closed over her buttocks. Her breath caught, and then came out in sharp pants as his thumbs began a slow journey down the crease of her ass.
Shivering, she lifted the pillow, pressing it against her mouth to muffle her cries as Blade parted her cheeks, exposing her bottom hole.
Groaning at the sharp awareness—the pinpricks of pleasure surrounding her puckered opening—Kelly squeezed the pillow tighter, her breath coming out in short, desperate pants.
Shaking with anticipation, she jolted when his tongue flicked out to touch her there, the erotic shock to her system forcing another cry from him.
Her delicate flesh burned, the heat spreading to her slit as another rush of moisture coated her inner thighs.
Knowing that one loud cry would wake Hawke and end everything, Kelly fought to be quiet, but her husband knew every inch of her body and used that knowledge to drive her to the brink of coming with a speed that left her breathless.
Crying out into the pillow again when he scraped his teeth over her bottom and moved up her body, she tilted her hips, rubbing her ass against his chest.
She arched her back as his hands slid under her to give him access to her breasts, her nipples aching for his attention, sucking in another sharp breath at the feel of his cock brushing against her thigh.
She wanted to beg him to take her—beg him to fuck her hard and deep—but the gag in her mouth made it impossible.
He knew.
Blade always seemed to be ten steps ahead of her in bed and knew what every touch would do to her. He knew how to make her move in a certain way and was always prepared for whatever she did.
She, though, could never anticipate him.
Instead of reaching for her breasts and giving her nipples the attention she needed, he reached for her hands, loosening her hold on the pillow and lacing his fingers with hers. Running his lips over her shoulder, he stretched her arms above her head as he slid his cock deep into her pussy, his thighs keeping hers held wide.
“Come for me, love.”
Kelly had no choice. His slow, deep thrusts forced her to the edge and pushed her over, the friction of his hot, steely cock making it impossible to hold back. The hot waves washed over her, and throwing her head back, she turned her head to the side, crying out again at the scrape of his sharp teeth over her neck.
With another cry into the pillow, she clamped down on his cock, rocking her hips to try to get him to hurry his thrusts, but she already knew she could never hurry Blade.
Thrusting in a slow, steady rhythm, Blade tightened his hands on hers. “That’s it. Yes. I love the feel of your soft pussy clamping down on me. Hmm. Very good, love. How about another?”
A shiver went through her at his tone.
She didn’t bother to answer, knowing he didn’t expect one.
It was his way of warning her that he would make her come again, and nothing she said or did would prevent it.
Already she could feel herself climbing again, the smooth thrusts of her husband’s cock stretching her pussy walls, every bump and ridge of his cock providing a delicious friction.
His steely length forced her pussy to accommodate him, so hard and hot as he thrust deep inside her.
Transferring both of her hands to one of his, Blade nuzzled her neck. “All mine. Feel how your pussy grabs me. It knows who it belongs to, doesn’t it, love? So does this clit.”
Kelly bit down on the gag to hold back a cry as Blade slid a hand down her side, and paused just long enough to tug a sensitive nipple before slipping under her, raising her hips even higher as his fingers settled over her clit.
Oh, God!
Knowing how good Blade could be with those fingers, Kelly cried out and tried to buck, but Blade’s weight held her in place.
She wanted it to last and she knew that he could make it linger, and torture her, or make her come so hard and fast. If he did that, he’d make her come again and again, her sensitive clit no match for the touch of its Master.
Chuckling softly, Blade moved his fingers with a speed that made her body tighten almost immediately, her juices easing the slide of them over her clit.
“You trying to get away from me, baby? You know I can’t allow that. I told you what was going to happen to you. Come again, Kelly. Now.”
No matter how many times he’d done this to her, or how hard she fought to resist coming at his command, she’d never been able to do it.
This time proved no different.
Her body responded to the velvet layered over steel, tightening as the pleasure in her clit exploded in a rush of heat. Pressing her face into the pillow again to hold back her cries, she fought to close her legs as the intensity became almost unbearable, but Blade’s powerful thighs kept hers held wide.
“Good girl.” His strokes to her clit slowed and softened, not stopping until the last waves of her orgasm washed over her. “Let’s take you down nice and slow. That’s it, baby.”
He always knew.
She’d asked many times how he knew when she was about to come, and how he knew when the last waves rippled through her, but a slow smile had always been his only answer.
Stilling when he withdrew, she lifted her head again just as he rolled her to her back, and before she could suck in another breath, he jerked her to his lap and thrust into her again. Reaching up, he removed the blindfold and tossed it aside, staring into her eyes. “Look at you. I love when you get that glazed look in your eyes. You don’t think you can come again, but I’m going to show you that you can.”
He licked her lips around the ball gag. “I can make you.”
Gripping his shoulders, Kelly gasped when the hand on her back tightened to hold her while his other cupped her breast and began to tug at her nipple.
His eyes, dark and hooded, held hers. “Do you have any idea how much pleasure it gives me to know that you’re mine?” Lowering his head, he kissed her over the gag, nibbling at her lips as he readjusted his hold.
Sliding his hand to a spot between her shoulder blades, and the other to her bottom, he leaned her back and began to thrust into her again. “All of you. Isn’t that right, Kelly?”
Staring into his eyes, Kelly struggled to hold back another cry at the feel of his finger sliding through her slick juices and to her puckered opening.
She knew what he would do. She saw it in his eyes just a second before he pressed his finger against her forbidden opening.
Digging her hands into the thick muscle of his shoulders, Kelly tightened, her toes curling at the effort it cost her to hold back another cry as he pushed his finger past the tight ring of muscle and into her.
Her position left her bottom open and unprotected, leaving her no way to prevent it.
She loved it that way, and her husband knew it.
Blade smiled as he slid his finger deep. “Your pussy and ass are clenching hard, aren’t they, love? Poor baby needs to come again.”
Shaking everywhere, her skin damp with perspiration, Kelly let her head fall back as Blade began thrusting again.
She didn’t know how he did it, but he could take her from one orgasm to the next with no apparent effort. The feel of his finger moving in her ass with every thrust of his cock sent her soaring with no warning at all.
With one hand on her bottom and the other at
the back of her neck, Blade moved her on his cock and finger, his eyes narrowing at her whimpered cry as she came again.
Thrusting hard and deep, he groaned and buried his cock deep inside her as he found his own release, his big body shaking as he emptied his seed into her.
Pulling her against his chest, he pressed his face into her hair, his breathing ragged. “There, baby. You’re okay.”
Releasing the ball gag, he urged her to sit up. “Open.”
Kelly opened her mouth wider to allow him to take the gag, a whimper escaping when he moved the finger in her bottom again. “Blade.”
“Yes, love?”
To her consternation, a sob escaped.
Withdrawing the finger from her ass, Blade placed her on the bed and loomed over her, his eyes frantic. “What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”
Shaking her head, Kelly blinked back tears and shook her head, reaching out to cup his jaw. “No. Of course not. I’ve just missed this so much. I was afraid that after having the baby, you didn’t want me that way anymore.”
Blade’s expression softened. “I always want you.”
Kelly laughed through her tears, careful to keep her voice low. “So you’ll put everything back in the playroom again?”
Blade smiled and rose from the bed, bending to press a kiss to her nipple. “Everything’s going to be fine, Kelly. You worry too much. I’ll never stop wanting you.”
Mesmerized by the sight of her husband’s gorgeous ass as he walked away, Kelly didn’t realize until he’d closed the door behind him that he hadn’t answered her about the playroom.
Sitting up, she wrapped her arms around her knees and stared at the closed door, remembering the look in his eyes right after he’d come.
His eyes had been filled with love and glittering with satisfaction, but she’d learn to read him well enough to know that he’d held back.
Grinning, she shoved the covers aside and stood, stretching.
Her plan was coming along nicely.
Despite his formidable control, Blade’s passions couldn’t be held back forever.
She’d just have to push him.
