by Ravenna Tate
“Yes, I am.” There was that grin again. She bit back a moan as her clit began to throb. “So do as I say.” He pointed toward a spot in front of him. “Stand there and face me.”
She was having too much fun to protest, so Colleen obeyed his request.
“Good girl. Now take off the bra, slowly. Tease me with it.”
She’d never been asked to do something like that, and it touched her. Most guys she’d had sex with hadn’t protested when Colleen had taken the lead. It had also been over in a hurry, but she had always assumed that’s what it was like for everyone. This was already an entirely different experience, and she wondered whether he was always like this. If he was, no wonder he’d had so many women in his bed.
“You don’t want me to just take it off so you can see my boobs?”
He chuckled. “I do want to see your boobs. No doubt about it, but I want to savor the unveiling.”
She hadn’t expected him to be like this, either. Colleen’s jaw dropped when he took his dick out of his pants and stroked it, slowly, without any hint of self-consciousness. She’d never seen anyone do that during foreplay. In fact, she wasn’t used to much foreplay at all.
“Like what you see, sweetheart?”
“Um, yes.” She sure did. His cock was long, thick, and red. She swallowed convulsively as she imagined him pounding her pussy with that thing. She wanted him inside her, now.
“Take off the bra, Colleen.”
She slid the straps down her arms, unable to tear her gaze away from his moving hand, and then slipped the material down over her boobs. She tossed it behind her, not caring where it landed.
“Wow. I knew you’d be beautiful.”
Colleen looked into his eyes. No one had ever called her beautiful. “Thank you.”
“I mean it. You’re stunning. Now the skirt, but leave the panties for now. And slip out of your shoes.”
“My panties are soaked.”
He grinned. “Then hand them over.”
“What?”
“I said hand them over. Now.”
What the hell? She slipped out of them and handed them to Blaine, then watched while he sniffed them. “Mmmm. Wet pussy. I can’t wait to taste it. Take off your shoes and skirt, Colleen.”
“Oh, God,” she whispered, stepping out of the shoes. No man had ever made her do this, and she absolutely loved it. It was killing her to take things this slowly, but it was also so damn sexy. Every nerve ending was on fire for him. She slid off her skirt as seductively as possible, and then stepped out of it.
“Bend over and pick it up.”
Colleen grinned, then turned around and bent over so he got a nice shot of her ass and her pussy from behind. He laughed loudly, and as she straightened up and tossed the skirt where her bra and top had landed earlier, he was suddenly behind her.
He wrapped his arms around her, and she realized his cock was still out when he rubbed it against her bare ass. “Baby, that was seriously sexy, but now all I want to do is spank your pretty ass, and then fuck you silly.”
Oh, yes please! Colleen shivered as images of being bent over and taking a hard spanking from Blaine filled her mind.
He rolled her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, sending shockwaves of arousal straight to her clit. “What do you think?”
Think? She couldn’t think right now. She could hardly breathe. “I think you’re the sexiest man I’ve ever been with.”
He kissed her neck. “Thank you. And I think you’re a stunningly beautiful woman. But you haven’t answered my question.”
“What question?” Had he asked her something?
“May I spank you?”
Oh, right. “Yes. Okay.”
He released her nipples and turned her around, then cupped her face. “Colleen, you don’t have to say ‘yes’ if you aren’t comfortable with kinky stuff.”
She swallowed hard. “I have no experience with kinky stuff.” But she’d been curious her entire adult life. She should tell him that.
“You’re kidding.”
She shook her head. “You would think so, right? But no. Nothing.”
Blaine removed the rest of his clothes, and she couldn’t stop staring at his body. Muscled, tattooed, and absolutely gorgeous. It was more than she’d been expecting. He watched her carefully for a few seconds, as if he were making up his mind about something, and then he took her hand. “Come with me. I think we can skip directly to the fun part.”
“This isn’t the fun part?”
“It’s fabulous.” He led her across the hall and opened a door to a pitch dark room. She had no chance to see anything inside it before he closed the door behind them, leaving only a sliver of light from the hallway. “Stay here. I’m only lighting candles. You aren’t alone.”
She listened to him move around the room, wondering how the hell he knew where he was going. She seriously couldn’t see a damn thing except the wood floor about a foot in front of her, illuminated by the hallway light.
Once the candles were lit, she gasped at the bondage furniture, rows of paddles, crops, and floggers hanging on gold hooks across one wall, and the sheer decadence of the décor. Dark red and black, with subtle touches of gold trim, it evoked images of pain and pleasure mixed up as one, naked, sweaty bodies writhing in passion, and a longing, deep inside, that Colleen could scarcely put into words.
She inhaled the scents of sage and vanilla, wondering if it came from the candles or from him. Tears sprang to her eyes, though she had no idea why. She wasn’t afraid. Rather, she had a sense of finding something precious she’d been searching for.
“Tell me what you’re feeling.” His voice was commanding but soft, tender yet concerned. She swallowed hard. This was unexpected as well. It struck her how completely she had misjudged Blaine Parker. The tabloids were so far off the mark it wasn’t even funny.
He moved closer and placed a hand on each shoulder. She could feel the heat coming off his body in waves. His naked, hard, muscled body. There was barely enough light to see his beautiful eyes, but enough to glimpse passion and excitement.
This was his forté. His dungeon. He was a Dominant, and he’d certainly done this before. He wanted to share this with her and introduce her to it. It was his hope she would love it as much as he did. All that was evident in the gaze as he held hers spellbound.
“Don’t think,” he said, softly. “Just tell me the emotions you’re experiencing right now.”
She swallowed again. Her mouth was suddenly so dry. Colleen wasn’t used to men peering into her soul and uncovering her vulnerability. “All right. Um, excitement, curiosity, a feeling of being someplace I belong. Uncertainty, but only because I’ve never been in a dungeon before. I’ve only seen pictures.”
He smiled. “That’s good, Colleen. Any fear?”
“No, not really.”
“Good girl. We’ll take this very, very slowly. Do you know what a safeword it?”
“Yes. I mean, I think I do.”
“Yours is ‘red’. Use it for anything. Whether you feel afraid, have a question, need water, have to pee, or simply need a break. All right?”
“Yes. Okay.”
“I will not ask you to do anything that makes you afraid or uncomfortable. If we do something and you don’t like it, safeword and we stop. If you want to talk about why you don’t like it, we will. If you want to try it again and modify it, we will. If you want to try it again another time, we will do that, too. If you never want to try it again, we won’t.”
“I always thought…” He’d think her foolish if she said it.
“What did you always think?”
“I thought a submissive or a slave had no choice. She or he had to do what a Dom said.”
He shook his head. “No. That’s not what this is about. At least, not for me it isn’t. The fun part comes in watching you reach heights of pleasure from the sensations and experiences, but I don’t force women to do anything. Some of them see this room and never want
to come into it again.”
She frowned. “You mean if I said I don’t want any part of this, we’d go back to your room, have normal sex, and you’d be fine with that?”
He laughed softly. “Normal is a relative term.”
She felt heat rise to her face. “I didn’t mean to imply this is abnormal. Poor choice of words.”
“It’s all right. I knew what you meant. But the answer to your question is yes. If you want no part of this, we will still have a physical relationship, for as long as we both want that. I can live without this, but I prefer having it.”
“How long was the longest relationship you had where there was no kinky sex?”
“Six months.”
He hadn’t even hesitated. “How long was the longest relationship where there was kinky sex?”
His grin made her pussy wet. “Four months. Colleen, I’m not lying. I can live without it.”
She’d fantasized about this for years, and now this was her chance. The fact that she’d finally experience it with Blaine was icing on the cake. Colleen took a few more deep breaths, letting the scent of the room and the ambiance fill her senses. This evening had certainly turned out better than she’d ever anticipated.
“All right. Let’s try it.”
Chapter Seven
Blaine could barely stand the desire racing through him. He hadn’t been this excited about his first time with a woman in a very long time. Colleen wasn’t the first woman he’d dated who had no experience with play, but there was something so eager yet vulnerable about her entire demeanor right now that called to him. He wanted to protect her, and fuck her into next week, all at the same time.
He took her hand. “Come over here first.” Blaine led her to a simple bondage bench, but he had no intentions of restraining her yet. It was too early for that. “Lie down, please. Spread your arms and legs on the pads, and try to keep them still.”
“Are you going to tie me up?”
“No. Not yet. I want you to close your eyes and simply feel. You don’t have to move, or talk, or do anything.”
“How is that fun for you?”
He kissed her, hard, shoving his tongue into her mouth. This woman was going to test every ounce of his willpower tonight. When he felt her relax, he released the kiss. “Don’t speak, either, except to moan or safeword. Colleen, don’t overthink this. Just feel it. Will you try that for me? Please?”
“Yes. Yes, of course.” She positioned herself on the bench, stretching her arms and legs wide, where they rested on leather pads. Blaine couldn’t stop staring at her tits and soaking wet pussy. She was shaved. He was truly going to go out of his mind with need, but it would be worth it.
She was watching him, anticipation mixed with excitement filling her pretty face. “Close your eyes, Colleen. Or, maybe we should try this?” He walked over to a wooden chest and opened one of the drawers, then pulled out a black piece of cloth. When he approached her with it, she grinned.
“Is that a blindfold?”
“Yes. What do you think? I will take it off if you ask, but with it on, you might stop thinking so much because you won’t know what’s coming.”
“Yes. Okay.”
God in heaven. She hadn’t even hesitated. His dick was so painful now it was crazy, but there was no way he was going to rush this. He slipped the blindfold on and nearly came as she moaned softly.
“It’s better already.”
“Good girl.” Blaine savored her body for a few more seconds, then glanced around the room. He took a feather boa and a soft, leather flogger off their hooks, then alternated using the boa and the flogger, simply passing them over her body. He avoided her nipples and pussy for now, although the effort made him break out in a cold sweat.
She moaned softly and moved around a bit, but kept much stiller than he’d imagined she’d be able to. “How does that feel?”
“Wonderful.”
Her pussy was so damn wet he could see her juices now. He brushed the flogger over it, then moved up to her nipples, passing it back and forth across the two areas. Her moans turned into hot whimpers and sighs, but he didn’t strike her with it yet. First he teased her limbs and abdomen with the boa a bit more, until she moved so much he knew she was ready.
Blaine struck her pussy lightly with the flogger, and her surprised, shaky release of breath was followed by a big smile. He struck a bit harder, knowing the falls couldn’t actually cause pain for her. It was too gentle for that. Her fingers curled into fists, and she arched her toes as he moved to her nipples.
“Are you all right, Colleen?”
“Yes,” she whispered. “Oh, yes.”
Blaine smiled as his cock began to throb. This was so fucking incredible to watch. He never would have imagined this woman had a submissive streak in her, and he was beyond delighted to discover it now.
He moved the falls back to her pussy and slapped them harder against her wetness. She moaned loudly, her cries filled with pleasure. She was so wet now, and suddenly Blaine couldn’t stand it any longer. He was only human, after all.
He placed the flogger and boa on a table beside the bench, then selected a small crop. Pulling a stool over between her legs, he took a seat and licked her pussy in one large stroke from just above her asshole to her swollen clit. She tasted like heaven.
“Oh!”
“Is this all right?”
“Yes. Of course it is.” The little giggle that followed those words sent his desire spiraling to ridiculous heights. Blaine alternated quick licks of his tongue with gentle taps with the crop. He wanted to devour her, but he also wanted to judge her reaction to the implement.
“Oh … oh, Blaine. That’s … um … different.”
He stopped. “Different good, or different bad?”
“Good. I like it.”
Another cute giggle, and he was close to his breaking point. Instead of increasing the strength of his strikes, he put down the crop and gently pushed a finger into her pussy.
“Oh, fuck!”
She arched her hips toward his face and reached for him, then let her arms fall back to the pads. He was impressed that she’d remembered his request to lie still, and with her willpower. He had none left now. Blaine licked her clit, removing his finger to push two inside. She contracted her pussy walls around his digits, and he knew she was close to coming.
Her moans grew louder and she moved around quite a bit under his touch, but he didn’t mind. To realize how much pleasure he gave her sent a warm glow coursing through him. He thrust inside her with his fingers, increasing the speed gradually, while his tongue teased her clit.
When he clamped down hard on it and sucked, she cried out loudly. Her orgasm was powerful and quick, and when it finished he licked up her abdomen to her breasts, circling his tongue around each taut nipple.
She reached for him again, and he removed the blindfold. “Colleen, I need to fuck you. How do you feel about blowjobs?”
She exhaled loudly, her eyes all warm and soft, and then she grinned. “Bring it here, please.”
“What, you mean like this? You’re okay with that?”
“Oh yeah.”
The ultimate fantasy! And he hadn’t even had to beg.
His legs shook as he straddled her face. He lowered himself carefully, his dick ready to explode. It wouldn’t take long at all. He slid his swollen cock into her mouth, and groaned loudly as she wrapped her lips around her teeth. He moved in and out as gently as possible, taking care not to gag her, but it became apparent within a few seconds that she wanted him to go for it.
He held her head, not too tightly, and pushed more of his shaft inside. Her moans told him she liked this. When she teased the length of it with her tongue on each pass, he couldn’t hold back any longer. “Baby, I’m coming.”
She swallowed all his cum, and when he pulled out, she reached up and wiped some of his spunk that had dribbled onto her chin. Oh help me, Jesus. This girl would be his undoing. Blaine moved so he could lie on
top of her. Then he kissed her, tongue and all. He didn’t care that he tasted his own jizz. He had to have her mouth.
After he released the kiss, he helped her off the bench, then pulled her into his arms. “Well.” He could barely form a coherent thought. “That was fun.”
“Ah, yes it was.” She nuzzled his neck. “But I hope it’s not over.”
Blaine pulled away so he could look at her. “You’re kidding, right? We’re just getting warmed up.”
****
Colleen felt like she was floating above the scene, looking down at her own body draped across the spanking bench. She’d taken a quick bathroom break after giving Blaine the blowjob, and then returned to find him still naked, and hard as a rock again. The man wasn’t human. Either that or she’d been dating the wrong kind of men.
He’d kissed her, then asked her if she’d like to try something a little more daring. She hadn’t hesitated. Now, she was draped over a spanking bench with her ass high in the air, and Blaine was smacking her ass cheeks and nipples with the same crop he’d used earlier on her pussy.
It hurt across her nipples, and she almost used her safeword, but he must have sensed her discomfort because he asked her if she wanted him not to strike her nipples with it.
“Can you do it gentler, maybe?”
He’d responded by leaning underneath to kiss them, which had her moaning within seconds. When he resumed with the crop, he merely tapped them, which she loved. But on her ass he was showing no mercy because that she liked a lot.
Each strike built on the previous one until her ass was on fire, but at the same time, her arousal was insane. She was so ready to come again it wasn’t funny. Blaine alternated using the crop on her nipples and ass with caresses over her wet pussy, her breasts, and her sore ass cheeks, until she writhed on the bench so much he told her to be careful she didn’t slip off.
She had no idea anything could feel so decadent and delicious at the same time. The more he hit her, the more she wanted. He rubbed his cock against her ass crack, and Colleen cried out loudly. “I need you inside me.”
