“Dear god, woman.” Mesmerized, he watched her warm mouth move over him, enjoying the way she worked her plump lips up and down his shaft, taking as much of him as she could.
Without giving it a single thought, he gathered her hair, brushing it out of her face so he could watch her lips. The image of her sweet mouth and lips stretched around his cock curled his toes. Shane knew he wasn’t going to last long as she left no part of his cock and balls untouched, her sexy moans vibrating along his shaft, causing his balls to tingle.
She stopped for a moment, turning her head to look at him. His cock throbbed against her tightly wrapped fingers at the sight of her wet mouth and swollen lips. “Are you ready to come for me, Shane?”
“Yes,” he breathed, rocking his hips so that her fingers created friction along his shaft.
“Yes, what?” she asked, tracing his sensitive, swollen head with only the tip of her tongue.
“Yes, mistress,” he groaned.
“Good boy.” She gave him a cute wink as she closed her lips around him and started her sensual assault all over again.
Those words gripped him as much as they had the night before; the urge to please her mounting within him like a fire in his blood. He began to thrust steadily, keeping a firm grip in her hair, watching her take more of him with each downward plunge and suddenly he felt her do something no other woman ever had. She took almost his entire cock. He felt her throat muscles open and then constrict around him, causing him to grit his teeth.
“Mmmm,” she moaned before doing it again. He couldn’t hold back any longer.
“I’m going to come, mistress.” His words were urgent as he tried to pull her head from his cock. Resisting his efforts, she held him deep in her throat, squeezing and releasing until he couldn’t hold back any longer. “F-u-c-k!” he growled as his body stiffened and his seed filled her mouth with one powerful stream after another. Katie all but swallowed him whole as she greedily sucked up everything he had to offer.
Panting hard, he let go of her hair. With a last swipe of her tongue, she released him and sat back with a wet satisfied grin on her face.
“That was fantastic. I’ve never—”
“Come down a woman’s throat before?” she asked teasingly while wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.
“Uh-huh,” he said, nodding as he sat up and pulled her into his arms. “You are the sexiest and most talented woman I have ever met.” He kissed her passionately, tasting his essence on her tongue, which, ironically, sent a stirring excitement through his loins. Drawing her closer, he rolled them over and deepened the kiss, ravishing her mouth and tongue while he settled between her thighs.
He was almost fully hard again as he kissed her neck, pulling at one of the straps of her swimsuit.
“No, baby. Let’s save some for later.” He felt her hands on his chest pushing him away.
“Why?” he whispered.
“I like edging,” she whispered back, sliding from beneath him and then slipping from the bed entirely. “You’ll see why later today. I have a surprise for you after we have brunch at the mansion.”
“Edging?” he asked. “I don’t understand. It hardly seems fair after the mind-blowing orgasm you just gave me.” Shane pulled himself out of the tangled sheets and sat on the edge of the bed, looking up into her dazzling eyes.
“Edging is a form of denial,” she said softly as she stood between his thighs with her hands on his shoulders. “I want to hold back now so that later when I do give in, the orgasm will be stronger and last longer.” Her slender fingers wrapped around the sides of his face. “Don’t worry or feel guilty that you didn’t get me off in return. I’m not one for keeping score. I’m more of a quality versus quantity kind of girl.”
“I’m sorry, I’m so new to all of this. I never imagined fulfilling my fantasy would create such strong emotions. You’ve awakened something in me, Katie. Something I didn’t even know was there.” So far things were turning out far beyond his expectations, and he realized he no longer wanted this to be just a one-time thing. He knew that his experience with Katie, who was teaching him about dominance and submission, was going to leave a perpetual craving in its wake. “You’re like an aphrodisiac, an illegal drug. You’ve given me a taste and now I’m hooked, like a junkie that would do anything for more.” He smoothed his hands over her sides and hips while he spoke. The faint smell of her arousal tickled his nose and his cock throbbed in response.
“Shane,” she said. “I love that you’re new to this.” She paused for a moment, slipping her arms around his neck. “Believe it or not, you’re fulfilling one of my biggest fantasies too. I’m the lucky girl who gets to introduce you to many of the firsts that you will experience here this weekend. No other girl on earth will ever get to see or experience what it was like the first time you let go and surrendered to your hot primal urges. Those are special moments for both of us, ones neither of us will ever forget.”
He stood up, his arms encircling her waist. “I couldn’t have been blessed with a better teacher.” He was a breath from kissing her when she pulled away, a devious smile enveloping her sexy swollen lips. A surge of pride swept through him, knowing that the puffiness was courtesy of the girth of his cock.
“How would you like to play teacher and student in the dungeon tonight?” He could see the sparkle of excitement in her eyes as she anticipated that happening. “I’ll be in control to start with, but then you can take over and give the teacher a lesson of her own.”
The image that stirred in his mind brought a bead of moisture to the tip of his cock. The thought of the dungeon, however, surrounded by other people, watching him under her control scared the heck out of him. “Can’t we do that here? I’m not sure how I’ll feel with other people in the room.”
“Shh.” She put a finger to her lips. “You’re not reneging. I won’t let you.” She stepped back into his arms and put her hands on his chest, fanning her long fingers out over his pecs. “You’ve trusted me so far, baby. Trust me when it comes to the dungeon too. If I’m wrong and it freaks you out, we can come back here, but I have a feeling you’re going to like what you see and you’re not going to want to leave until we’ve played.” She brushed a soft delicate kiss over each of his nipples, sending a reverberating tingle all the way to his toes. “Now, my hot sexy man, you need to go get cleaned up and dressed while I pack a bag for the beach. You’re going to love my surprise, as long as I can get D to approve it.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he said as she turned him, giving his ass a good swat.
“Hey!” he protested with a scowl. “What was that for?”
“For good measure. Tell me you didn’t like it?” Her words bordered on cocky and he felt his face get warm. “That’s what I thought,” she smiled. “Go on now. I want a clean-shaven man dressed for some fun in the sun in fifteen minutes or I’ll get a paddle from the toy chest and your first lesson will begin over my knee.”
Did she just threaten to give him a spanking if he didn’t obey? That was an entirely new image added to his mental inventory and his face flamed at the thought of it. “Y-yes, ma’am,” he said shyly, taking his exit before she made good on her threat.
* * *
“That’s a lot of bacon,” Katie said as she watched Shane fill his plate with five pieces, along with four slices of buttered toast and a mountain of scrambled eggs that would take her a week to eat.
“I’m a big boy, sweetie. You want me to have enough energy for later, don’t you?” He added a token cup of mixed fruit to the side of his plate and they found a table outside on the veranda to enjoy their meal.
“Of course, I want you to have lots of energy for later, but all that fat and cholesterol is bad for you.”
He eyed her girlie meal with disdain. “I’m a man in my prime, babe. Not a cute little pixie. Granola and yogurt ain’t gonna cut it.” He picked up a strip of the fried fat in question and with a wink shoved it in his mouth whole. “Besides, I need something to
stick to my ribs and give me staying power so I can keep up with my demanding mistress.”
“I’m sorry, it must sound like I’m preaching. Aside from being a fitness trainer, I’m also a registered dietitian. I know you’re young, but don’t think you’re immune to high cholesterol or a heart attack. Good eating habits now will prevent problems later. I’ve seen men in their twenties and thirties have heart attacks.”
“I used to spend summers on my grandparents’ farm. They raised their own beef, pork, and poultry. Breakfasts like these were what gramps said got him through the day. That bird-sized portion of fruit and that one piece of toast would have had my gram rolling her eyes and telling you to eat a real breakfast. She probably wouldn’t let you leave the table without a couple pieces of bacon.”
“Just think about it, Shane. It’s clear you are in excellent shape, but eating right will make sure you stay that way.”
“Yes, ma’am.” He winked, popping a strawberry into his mouth.
“I need to go talk to Dimitri for a moment about that surprise I mentioned. You don’t mind staying here while I go see him, do you?” she asked, finishing her last bite of toast.
“Not at all. I’ll sneak back to the breakfast bar for a few more slices of bacon,” he teased.
Katie stood up and walked behind him, putting her hand on his shoulders. “If you do,” she whispered close to his ear, “I’ll have to tie you up and spank you like a bad disobedient boy.” She giggled as she felt his muscles stiffen in response. The back of his neck turned a soft shade of pink and she knew he was blushing.
“Have you ever done that to a guy before?” he asked and she could hear the nervousness in his voice.
“Indeed I have, naughty boy.” She knew exactly how she was affecting him and traced the shell of his ear with her tongue. “You be a good boy and sit tight while I’m gone. We don’t want anyone seeing the impressive tent you’ve got going on in those shorts, now do we?” She ended her question with a soft nibble to his earlobe, pleased when she heard him suck in a sharp breath.
“N-no, ma’am,” he stuttered, causing her to giggle.
“Good boy,” she whispered and then turned to leave.
On her way to Dimitri’s office, she ran into Vance. “Hey,” she smiled in greeting. “I was just on my way to see D about the possibility of using the jet skis this afternoon. I thought I’d show Shane around the island.”
“You couldn’t ask for better conditions, but you’ll need to stay away from Adam’s yacht. He’s anchored on the east side of the island.”
“Oh? I didn’t know Adam was here this weekend. Did he come for the dungeon play this evening?”
“Actually, he’s here on request, like you. So if you happen to run into him, don’t mention anything about your practice sessions with him, at least not in front of Jennifer, his guest.”
“Ah, the pretty redhead from the plane. Why wasn’t Adam at the cocktail party last night?”
“I can’t tell you that, darlin’. You know the rules about discretion and privacy.”
“Of course, you’re right. Sorry.”
He nodded, giving her a warm smile. “I’ll make sure the jet skis are gassed up and ready to go. All the emergency items are kept in the cargo packs strapped on the back. D shouldn’t have any problems letting you guys play out in the bay for a while now that I’m free from being a personal watchdog for the rest of the weekend.”
“Ah—a high-risk fantasy?”
“It was, but I just got the call a few minutes ago that I am relieved of duty. You know what; I’ll give D a ring from here. He has a couple in his office right now and it’ll keep you from having to wait.”
“You don’t have to do that. I’d like to say hi and tell him what a great job Mariah did with pairing Shane and me. The man is my dream come true.”
“Ahhh… I don’t think mentioning Mariah around D is a good idea right now. I don’t know what’s going on with those two, but there’s a storm brewing in the man’s eyes at the mere mention of her name.” He pulled out his cell phone as he was speaking.
“Oh no,” she gasped, putting a hand to her mouth. “Lovers’ quarrel?”
“I think they have to be lovers before that can happen.”
“You mean… I’ve always thought—”
“Damn it.” He sighed. “Slip of the tongue, honey. Pretend you didn’t hear that, okay?”
Katie giggled, putting a hand on his shoulder. “My lips are sealed. I’m not the type to make waves.”
“Speaking of waves, let’s get the okay to get you on the jet skis, shall we?”
Katie nodded, looking away as he dialed, trying not to listen in on his conversation with Dimitri.
“It’s all good, honey,” he said, putting his phone back in his pocket. “I’ll keep an emergency radio on my belt, in case you have any problems or mechanical failures. Has Shane ridden a jet ski before?”
“Um… I didn’t ask him. I wanted to it to be a surprise.”
“Well, you make sure to go over the safety rules and don’t let him get carried away if he’s never been on one. I’ll leave a remote kill switch in your pack. If he panics, for any reason, make sure you use it. “
“Yes, chief, Mr. supreme safety officer, sir,” Katie said, giving him a teasing salute.
“Don’t get smart, Ms. Hunt, lest you forget that as a member you are not immune to certain reprimands.” He examined his hand and then looked at her, raising an eyebrow.
Katie understood the reference and knew from experience, he wasn’t afraid to follow through. She had watched Vance in the dungeon on more than one occasion and knew he could deliver a sound punishment when necessary. In fact, it was Vance who had shown her how to deliver a proper underhand stroke with a paddle while carefully avoiding injury to her partner’s vulnerable jewels.
“Sorry, Vance. I know safety is nothing to joke about. I was thinking that if Shane’s never ridden before, we could double up for a brief spin first to see how he takes to the water.”
“I’m sure he will have no problems snuggling himself up to your pretty little behind.” He winked, giving her an affectionate pat on the shoulder. “Go on now. You know we don’t like to keep our guests waiting.”
Chapter Nine
Rolling over in the soft bed, the morning sunshine bringing her to awareness, she stretched, arching her back like a cat, a gentle smile curving her lips. She blinked, realizing it was morning. Sitting up, she looked around a bit disoriented. It was too quiet. Where was the wonderfully relaxing sound of the crashing waves she’d fallen to sleep by? Rolling to her side, she picked up the remote. Studying it for a moment, she hit a button. As the wall folded away, the sun-drenched beach with the shimmering water behind came into view.
This place was paradise, no doubt about it. And last night with Jaxon, well… it had been like a dream come true. A thought occurred to her. She popped out of bed and padded across to the mirror. Looking back over her shoulder, she angled her butt this way and that, looking for something that told her it had been real. There wasn’t a mark or a blemish on her bottom, nor a hint of redness—amazing, considering.
Disappointed, she made a tiny moue at the mirror with her lips.
“Inspecting my handiwork?”
With a shriek of alarm, she spun around, grabbing for the robe that lay across the bench at the foot of the bed. Holding it up to her chest, her eyes flew to Jaxon who was standing just inside the open door-wall, two cups of to-go coffee in hand.
“Jaxon,” she exhaled, her hand flat to her chest as if she could slow her racing heart and rapid breathing with its touch. “You scared me to death. I didn’t know who was walking in on me naked.”
His eyes swept passed to a point just behind her. “Sorry. I thought you’d still be asleep.” A grin covered his lips the next moment. “Looks like you recovered well from your warm-up last night.”
Puzzled, she followed his gaze. From this angle, with the robe held up in front, he had a perfec
t view of her naked backside in the mirror.
He chuckled as she stepped back, spoiling the view.
“I brought caffeine. I thought we’d head to the main house for breakfast and then hit the beach. What do you say?”
Slipping on her robe, she nodded in agreement. “Sounds wonderful.”
She approached him, relieving him of one of the cups of morning joe. His free hand slipped around her waist to pull her close as he kissed her forehead. “Any residual soreness?”
She shook her head rapidly in the negative.
“Sydney, you’ll find that a dom appreciates a verbal response so there is no room for error.”
“I’m not sore. It’s like it didn’t happen.”
“Ah, but it did. Because you sound so disappointed, we’ll give it another try in a moment before we go to eat.”
“Another try? You mean this morning?”
“Absolutely, but drink up first. Point me to your bikinis while you’re at it. I want to choose. I assume you brought more than one, my little fashionista.”
She blushed.
“Let me guess, you brought three.”
He laughed when she shook her head. “Four? But you’re only here three short days.”
“Um, I brought six, actually.”
Grinning, he walked toward her dresser and pulled open the top drawer, exactly where she had placed them.
“Let’s see what we have here.” He held up a yellow two-piece string bikini first. “Ah, this one has potential. The color will look great on you. I’ll put that right here in a ‘maybe’ pile.” He looked at her with a wink and a waggle of his eyebrows as he went back to his inventory.
Next came a black one-piece, which he cast aside out of hand.
She smiled. “Dear Jaxon, don’t you know that a one-piece can be as sinfully risqué as the tiniest bikini?”
“You don’t say.” Holding it up for closer inspection, he examined the hodgepodge of straps and narrow swaths of material. There wasn’t much to it and would expose almost all of her back and the thong-like bottom, although not a full thong, would show most of her behind.
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