by Sophie Oak
“I think you’re very beautiful, Danielle. I also admire your courage. It took a lot for you to do that. Your breasts are lovely. Now, I’d like to see the rest of you. Take off your jeans and turn around slowly. Then I want you to sit down on the love seat and spread your legs.”
Really? That was all he wanted? Dani took a deep breath. She wasn’t backing out now. She shoved the jeans over her hips, painfully aware of how clumsy the act of undressing could be. She wasn’t moving gracefully. She was more robotic than anything else, but she managed it. She was forever grateful for the shower she’d been able to take. At least she was clean, and her legs were shaved. Because she had been about to go on her honeymoon, she’d decided to go a little crazy and shave her pussy. She wondered what Julian would think of that.
The air was cool on her skin. There was no way she could hide the fact that her nipples were standing at attention. She felt awkward as she placed herself on the leather sofa. She let her legs fall open.
Julian sighed. His hand came out in an elegant sweep that told Dani she wasn’t open enough.
She let her feet find the coffee table in front of her, spreading her legs wide. Julian nodded and then went silent as he looked at her. He studied her carefully, as though she was a piece of fine art he was interested in collecting. As his stare moved from her breasts to the V of her legs, Dani felt her skin flush.
“Touch yourself, Danielle.”
Her hands were on her knees. “Where?”
Even as she asked the question, she figured out the answer for herself. She moved her right hand over the smooth flesh of her pussy. It felt different, softer than before, without the harshness of pubic hair. She decided immediately that even if this didn’t work, she would keep up the landscaping. She slipped a finger across her clit and between the lips of her pussy. She was already so wet.
“That’s right. Enjoy it, Danielle. It should feel good. I’m going to do the same. Don’t stop fingering yourself, but don’t come, or we shall have some punishment.”
Dani felt a sudden rush of cream coat her fingers as Julian shrugged off his shirt. He stood up, revealing a broad, well-muscled chest and abs that Dani thought only happened on sports stars. She stared at the indention at his hips. Her finger swirled around and around in her pussy, imagining it was Julian touching her there. His hands unbuttoned his slacks and slipped them off. She had a brief glimpse of cream-colored boxers before she felt her mouth drop open.
He calmly folded his clothes, but Dani was watching his cock. She’d never thought of a penis as being a beautiful thing, but she’d never really had a chance to look at one before. Julian’s cock was thick with a purplish head. She could almost feel her hand stroking him. She wondered if she could get her hand around that glorious monster. He was hard as a rock, but the skin would be so soft.
Julian strode forward and placed himself between her spread legs. If he was bothered by the fact that he was completely naked, he didn’t show it. He stared down at her pussy. “Give me your hand.”
Dani lifted her hand to his. He grasped her wrist and brought her fingers to his lips. He sucked her cream-coated fingers into his mouth. Dani shivered at the sensation of his tongue swirling around and around her fingers. His gray eyes were dark with desire as he knelt down in front of her spread legs.
“You taste delicious, little one.”
She closed her eyes briefly, imagining his mouth on her pussy.
“Come here and taste yourself.” His hand cupped the back of her neck and pulled her forward. He pressed his lips against hers the same way he had earlier in the day. Dani softened instinctively beneath him, opening her mouth, letting him in. He controlled the kiss. His tongue moved into her mouth with silky grace. She tasted her own tangy essence. One hand tangled in her hair, holding her still for his kiss. The other wandered across her flesh. She felt a painful longing deep in her cunt. She wanted him to take her, to shove that hard part of him into the softest piece of her. She wanted to be beneath him.
He slanted over and over her mouth. His hand cupped her breast, pinching at her nipples before slipping lower. Dani moaned against his mouth. When his fingers were almost at her clit, she shifted to make him move faster. Some shimmering experience was right there, and she couldn’t wait for it.
Julian pulled away abruptly, leaving her awkward and unsatisfied.
“No.” He stood quickly. “You are not in control of this. I did not give you permission to come.”
He stepped away and went back to the couch. Dani felt tears well in her eyes. What had just happened? One minute she was close to her first honest-to-god man-given orgasm, and the next she was sitting alone and naked.
“Should I get dressed?” The quicker she got out of there, the better.
“If you like. Just say your safe word, and we’ll be done.”
He sounded so cold. It was like there hadn’t been a bit of heat between them. The connection she’d felt between them had been severed, and now she wondered if there had really been one in the first place. His cock was still standing straight up, but there was no passion on his face. He was obviously an experienced lover. He could more than likely give her the orgasm of a lifetime, but was that really what she needed?
She forced herself to smile, even as she felt tears roll down her cheeks. She knew it probably summed up her existence quite neatly, smile through it all because she wouldn’t want to make anyone uncomfortable. “Hippopotamus. I’m sorry I couldn’t…I just didn’t understand. I still don’t. I appreciate you helping me out, though.”
She pushed herself off the couch. It was leather, so she winced as she peeled herself up. So awkward. That summed up her life, too. It was time to get her clothes and call Finn and figure out what to do. He would be mad, but he would stick by her. Dani reached for her panties.
Julian had gotten up when she did. He stood there unmoving, his face still. His pants were on top of hers. She picked them up and held them out to him.
“Do you want these?”
“No.” He sounded as though he couldn’t believe his answer.
“No? Do you want me to get you something else?”
“Did I frighten you? I didn’t mean to.”
She shook her head, well aware that she still wasn’t wearing much. “No, it wasn’t that. I just changed my mind. I’m not cut out for this.”
“But you are. You are very submissive.”
She pulled the shirt over her head, his every word making her more certain of her decision. “See, you keep calling me that. Maybe I am submissive. Maybe I’m a sub, as you say, but I’m Dani, too. You talk about contracts, and I don’t know what you mean. You talk about training me. I want to know what your childhood was like. I want to know what TV shows you watch and what makes you laugh. I’m completely fascinated by you, and you want to train me. I might be submissive, but I know when I’m wanted, and I’m just convenient for you. I wanted this to be different. I’ve been convenient all my life. I want to be special. I won’t ever be that to you, Mr. Lodge.” She pulled her jeans on and shoved the bra into her pocket with shaky hands. She would probably regret this for the rest of her life. “I’ll go back to the main house and call a friend to come get me. Thanks again.”
She made it to the front door when he pulled her back by the elbow.
“I don’t watch television beyond the news and the occasional financial report and baseball. I like baseball. I don’t talk about that with the guys because I don’t have some group of guys. I have subs, and for the last six months I haven’t even had those. I don’t really laugh a lot. And, I haven’t had sex in more than twenty years that wasn’t fully detailed and covered by a contract between myself and the person or people I was having sex with. Yes, I said people, as in more than one. I’ve had sex with men and women, sometimes at the same time. I don’t know how to not be in control. I have to be in control.”
His voice was as calm and controlled as an anchor reporting the nightly news. There was nothing about his
face or manner that told Danielle he was feeling anything at all, but she knew he was. She felt his hand tighten on her wrist as though he was afraid if he let go, she would flee. Her heart softened. He didn’t not care. He was afraid to. She might not be his dream woman, but he did need something from her. She brought her free hand up to cup his cheek. She thought she might be imagining it, but she felt him move into her hand, as though savoring the contact.
“All right, Sir.”
He shook his head. “The session is over. You said your safe word.”
Always in control. She let her hand slide from his face. She couldn’t help herself. She went up on her tiptoes and kissed his cheek. He was absolutely the most beautiful man she’d ever seen, and he’d been kind to her. She wished the night had ended differently. “All right. Good night, then.”
“Don’t go.” There was a hoarseness in his voice as he hauled her against his chest.
She tipped her head up to look at him. He was still remote, but now, pressed against him, she could feel the heat of his body, the fine shudder that went through him as his hands wrapped around her waist. He pulled the T-shirt back over her head, and his mouth was on hers. This was different than before. He plundered her mouth. His tongue moved against hers, his hands tightened on her waist. She was pulled close to his body, his cock nudging her belly insistently. He tipped her head back, his hold just short of painful. One hand tugged at her hair, and the other found its way to the cheeks of her ass. She was pushed and pulled into the position Julian wanted her in, but she didn’t fight, didn’t even think about it this time. He needed this. He needed to be in control, and he needed her.
When he started to pull at the waist of her jeans, she wiggled her hips, helping him shove them to the ground. There was no thought to folding the clothes. He tossed each and every piece he pulled off her body to the ground. Dani groaned as he left her mouth and kissed his way down her neck.
“Spread your legs.” He growled a little as he issued the order.
She opened herself to him. His hand immediately trailed over her stomach and teased at her pussy.
“Are you getting wet, Danielle?”
She sighed a little. “Yes. I’ve never been so wet in my life.”
And yet she wasn’t embarrassed by it. The hungry look in Julian’s eyes as he knelt down in front of her made her feel hot and wild. Unlike the awkward moments before, she wasn’t the only one desperate for this. She wasn’t alone. She spread her legs and squirmed when Julian’s big fingers slid across her clit. His hand came out and slapped her ass.
“No moving. This body is mine for the night. Mine.”
The possessive way he said “mine” caused a fresh coat of arousal to gush from her body. She heard Julian groan his approval, but held herself still. His fingers played in her pussy while his tongue delved into her navel. He kissed a path down until his mouth was right over her pussy. She could feel the heat of his breath. She moaned as he shoved a single finger up her cunt.
“Tight. You’re going to be so fucking tight.”
Yes, she was going to be tight because that cock of his was a monster, and damn if she wasn’t ready to ride it. Her hands became fists at her sides as Julian’s dark head leaned over, and she felt the first strong glide of his tongue against her clit. He worked her clit over and over, sliding across it with firm pressure, eating her pussy as if she was a delicious treat he couldn’t get enough of. He licked all the way down to her slit where his finger curled up inside her, coaxing and pumping into her cunt.
“All right, come for me, Danielle. Come all over my mouth.”
There was no denying his deep, commanding voice, and she couldn’t resist his mouth. He fucked her with his fingers, and his teeth bit down slightly on her clit, sending shock waves of pleasure shooting across her body. Dani screamed, her hands winding into Julian’s thick hair. The orgasm spread across her body, a wildfire she didn’t want to put out. It was so far beyond anything she’d ever felt. The pleasure coursed through it, hot at first, and then a languid laziness stole through her bones as sweet in its way as the orgasm itself. Her hands came out of her lover’s hair, and she thought about trying to get to the couch. Her heart was racing, her breath pounding out, her mind drugged with the experience. She giggled a little because she couldn’t get her legs to move. Julian stood, and she leaned into his chest, needing his strength to continue standing.
“That was amazing, Julian.”
“The other men, they didn’t make you come.” It wasn’t a question that came out of his mouth. It was a gloriously arrogant certainty.
She shook her head. The thought to lie about her experience didn’t occur to her. She wanted to give credit where credit was due. “Not even close.”
“Remember that.” He swept her up into his arms like she weighed next to nothing.
Dani let her hand drift around his neck. His thick, dark hair had come out of its queue and shifted around his shoulders as he began up the stairs.
“Where are we going?” She didn’t really care. He could take her up to the “dungeon,” and she wouldn’t mind. She would let him tie her up and spank her with the implement of his choice, and she wouldn’t complain. He’d taken her someplace she hadn’t even known existed.
She got a brief glimpse of a huge space filled with the oddest things. She saw an X on the opposite wall and what looked like a doctor’s office in the corner. She was only able to glance around what Jack called his playroom before Julian walked through a door, and she found herself being tossed onto a huge bed. He walked to the nightstand and turned on the light. He opened the drawer and pulled out a condom.
“On your back, spread your legs.” He slid the condom over his cock, covering it.
She scrambled to obey. She twisted her body, but Julian was already on her. His hands wound around her ankles, pulling her across the bed. She slid across the comforter, the silky material soft against her back. She let her muscles go lax beneath his hands. He quickly settled himself between her legs, and she felt the head of his cock prod at her pussy’s entrance. He slid in and inched back. She groaned at the sensation. He wasn’t thrusting yet, but he felt so big inside her.
“Wrap your legs around my waist.” He pushed his dick in another inch before pulling out.
Dani complied, wrapping her legs around his middle, hooking her ankles together. She braced her arms on his shoulders as he worked his cock inside her. She felt so full as he finally pressed himself in. He groaned and ground himself into her body. She tilted her hips up, the sensation bordering on pain, but filled with pleasure. He held himself still for a moment, leaning over to capture her lips with his own. Her pussy throbbed around his huge cock, softening, accommodating him. His tongue danced against hers, rubbing, dominating. His hips moved, thrusting shallowly, giving her time to adjust.
Dani let her hands run down the length of his strong back, reveling in the feel of the muscles under her fingers. She moved her greedy hands all the way down to his muscled ass.
Julian hissed as she sank her nails into his skin. “That’s right, little one. I don’t mind a little bite of pain, either. Just know I might pay you back later.”
“Bring it on, Julian.” She said it with a smile. She could handle him. Now that she knew he needed her, she could handle whatever he threw at her. If he tied her to that cross in the playroom and whipped her, she would let the pain sink into her skin. She would take anything he gave her if it meant she got to that place where they melded together again. She felt so close to him, closer than she ever had to another human being.
His lips quirked up. “I will. I fucking will.”
He pulled his hips back and slammed home. His pelvis ground against her clit as his dick hit some crazy spot deep inside her cunt. Her bold statement seemed to break something in Julian. He went wild on top of her. He pounded into her pussy. Dani’s moan drifted from her throat as she met his velocity. She slammed her hips up, that magical place so close she could feel it rushing towar
d her. She clamped down on the huge cock invading her. Julian went deep, fusing them together, and she came in a rush of electric pleasure, the heat sparking through her, stronger than before. Dani opened her mouth and let the groan flow out of her. She fought to keep the orgasm coming, slamming her hips up, grinding against Julian.
Julian twisted his hips, sending her headlong into another screaming orgasm. This time he joined her. His gorgeous face contorted, and he stiffened above her, his whole body rigid as he held himself close. He pumped into her, his butt muscles tight under her hands. Finally he came down, slumping against her. She held him close and smiled at the connection she felt. His breath was warm on her body. His heart pounded against hers. She let her hands drift back up to his hair, loving the intimate connection between them.
“Don’t think I’m done.”
She smiled at his arrogant words. She wasn’t done with him either.
Chapter Six
Finn pushed through the door to Christa’s Café with a heavy heart. He hadn’t slept the night before, and he felt the lack in every weary muscle. He’d stared at the ceiling of his crappy motel room and wondered where the hell Dani was spending the night. A hundred scenarios had played through his brain, most of them ending in something terrible. It was all his fucking fault since he’d been the idiot who let her go. He should have seen that she was terrified. He probably had, but he’d been terrified, too. He’d been thinking about himself. He’d been thinking about the fact that he was going to lose her. He hadn’t thought about what Dani was going through at all.
He looked around the café. It was half-empty this early on a Sunday morning. He forced himself to walk up to the counter. He wasn’t leaving this town until he found her. He’d made the decision last night that he was hiring a private investigator the first chance he got. He’d gotten a good look at the car she’d jumped into. There couldn’t possibly be too many Audi R8s in the state of Texas. It was a hundred thousand dollar car. Whoever owned it was probably from a big city. Given Willow Fork’s placement in Northeast Texas, he would bet the man was from Dallas. He had the first two letters of a license plate. He would figure it out in the end. He had a ton of resources. Though he was a corporate lawyer, he’d done a bit of time in the prosecutor’s office. He still had connections there, and those lawyers knew cops. When he knew who she’d run away with, he would track the asshole down and find his girl. If Audi guy had taken advantage of her, then Finn would figure out a way to ruin him.
