Finally More: The Evermore Series Book 5

by De Lune, Rachel

  “Oh, there’s no worry there.” His muscles bunch at his shoulder, showing all the tension he’s holding.

  “I will never harm you, but there will be toys I’d like to use with us as well.”

  “Really?” Aiden’s voice is low and gravelly. I understand. Talking about my plan has made me wet and eager to get Aiden under my control.

  “Yes. Not all the time. I like to dominate. It’s part of the control. And I expect you to…”

  “Submit?”

  “You understand?”

  “A little.”

  “Well we can elaborate on that with time.” I search his eyes and all I see is the burning desire to move past the talking.

  “Okay. You mentioned toys?”

  “Rope. Restraints to start with.”

  His shuddered breath is such an erotic sound I can’t resist teasing Aiden a tiny bit more. I smooth my hands over his arms and whisper in his ear. “And I’m going to bring you to the edge of climax again and again. I’m going to fuck you until you make me come and enjoy every second of it.” I run my hand down the front of his shirt and feel the hard erection bulging in his jeans.

  “Can I touch you?” It’s a plea.

  “Only when I tell you to. That will be part of the fun. We’ll start off slow, but this is part of who I am. It’s important to me that you do as I say and trust me. And I’m trusting you to respect that.”

  Aiden looks into my eyes and holds my line of sight. He’s being sincere and wants to ensure I understand his words. “I trust you, and I respect you. As long as I get to sleep with you, I’ll do whatever you say.”

  “Good enough for now. Kiss me.”

  “Yes, Ma’am.” Aiden wastes no time and seizes my lips in a punishing kiss. The tension and pressure since our first kiss is unleashed, and we both succumb. Our lips clash, and my hands delve into Aiden’s hair. He pulls me up into his arms and the energy from the connection sears through to my skin.

  Just when I think he’s going to take over, he draws pause and waits for me to set the pace. It’s a delight and a turn-on.

  “Clothes,” I murmur. Aiden gets to work on his shirt and jeans. I watch, enjoying the reveal of more and more skin. I hop up on the edge of the bed as he stands gloriously naked in front of me. His erection is full and thick. A drop of pre-cum coats the head, and I reach out and rub it away with the pad of my thumb. I hold his cock in my hand and slide it up and back, drawing his foreskin all the way back.

  “Your clothes?” He asks, a hopeful edge under his masculine frame. I stroke him a few more times before I release him.

  “Take them off for me.” The smile he gives is like a five-year-old on Christmas morning getting to unwrap his first present.

  He starts by peeling off my jeans. One by one he shimmies the skin-tight fabric from my legs. I lie back and give him a view of the deep red thong that matches the balconette bra he hasn’t yet found.

  He leaves the underwear alone and, with shaky fingers, works at the bottom button on my sleeveless shirt. One by one, he removes the barriers until he can part the folds of fabric.

  “God, you’re so sexy. What did I do to get you as my reward?”

  “Nothing. Now hurry up.”

  He lifts me so I can remove the top, and I’m left wearing only red lace. He doesn’t move to take these off but steps back to appreciate the view. I let him. Who doesn’t want a gorgeous and sexy man to run his eyes over her like she’s a treat he’s waiting to taste?

  “I want to touch you, but you haven’t told me what I can and can’t do?” He speaks the words while he climbs over my body on the bed. I recline and let his cock rub against my pussy. Aiden kisses my collar bone and trails his tongue up the column of my neck. It sends a wave of shivers across my skin.

  “No touching with your hands. Just with your mouth and tongue.”

  “Anywhere?”

  “Yes.” I widen my legs, just in case I wasn’t obvious enough. Aiden’s dimple appears for the first time, and it transforms him.

  He drops down and covers my pussy with his mouth. He sucks over the lacy material and takes small bites against the flesh. My head tips back, and my eyes close as I enjoy the pleasure he lavishes on me.

  After a few minutes, his fingers curl under the elastic, and he tugs the thong from my hips, exposing my pussy to him. Once again, Aiden is slow and methodical. He doesn’t rush or race to bring me to climax. He builds my desire with every slow lick and suck.

  I edge my legs wider, enthralled with every minute of his attentions. His tongue grows bold, and he spears me with quick stabs. No matter how good, it’s no substitute for his cock, and I miss the fullness he gives me.

  “I want you to make me come before I play with you.”

  His tongue licks long and slow up and over my clit before he flicks at the very tip of the bundle of nerves. Electric pulses flash over my body as his affections stir my release. The intensity is mind numbing, and I let out a moan of pleasure.

  Aiden hums against my pussy lips acting like my very own vibrator. He laps at my cream and quickens his pace, chasing my orgasm. I stretch my arms over my head and push my hips up to meet his mouth, now desperate to reach the peak.

  “Yes!” I shout, every atom in my body craves the explosion that will shatter my body. I thrust my hips again, and Aiden sucks and licks. I’m so close, I can feel the muscles in my stomach and limbs curling, ready to snap.

  Lick, lick, flick… so close.

  Aiden growls and shifts, and I feel him press his fingers into my core. He curls to rub against my g-spot while he laps at my clit.

  My orgasm fires up my spine and plunges me into a state of utter bliss. My legs twitch and hum, but the rest of my body shatters. I open my eyes to see Aiden kneeling over me with a shit-eating grin plastered over his lips.

  “My turn.” I smile back.

  An ocean of possibilities swims to mind. I look down at his engorged cock and consider how far to push him tonight. And what to do regarding his small misdemeanour of using his fingers to get me off.

  I draw back on my imagination which has him bound and helpless as I wrap his cock in thin leather straps until he begs me for release.

  “Lie on your back with your arms stretched to the sides.” He immediately obeys. I force my body to move and focus on how to give Aiden a more restricting introduction to D/s.

  I retrieve a spreader bar and two sets of links from the dresser drawer. I fasten each cuff around Aiden’s wrists. He doesn’t question and keeps his eyes firmly on me. Not even a flicker or question. “These are soft, so they won’t hurt if you tug on them, but they are designed to keep you in your place.” I run my finger around the edge to ensure enough space and then click them onto the D rings, hidden at the back of the two posts at the head of the bed. Instinctively, Aiden pulls against the bonds, the subtle clinking my own tune of delight.

  “You can test them, but you won’t be able to free yourself, and your arms will be locked in place. If at any point you want me to stop, then you say red. Aiden… look at me. It’s important you understand that.”

  “Why would I ever want you to stop?” He looks satisfied in the position, and it makes me wonder if there’s a little more submissive in him then I’d originally read.

  “You don’t know what I’m going to do to you yet.” I run my hand down to his balls and squeeze gently. His head falls back, and all the muscles in his neck and arms tighten. The erotic groan that rumbles in his throat gives me another clue to understanding Aiden’s boundaries. He likes a little pain. I mentally inventory the toys in the drawers. “Do you understand what to say if you’d like me to stop?”

  “Yes. Red. But I won’t.”

  I’ve had submissives safe out on me before, although I didn’t want to test Aiden that far. This is an important moment for us. We’d already established a bond, but how far he is willing to take things is up to him. He holds the power. But I have the benefit of introducing him to sensations he’s never experie
nced. I can start gently and explore his boundaries, learning his likes as we explore. Tonight is a perfect opportunity to establish my dominance over him. The spike in adrenalin pumps into my blood as my mind runs over my next move.

  I trail a nail from Aiden’s lips down his chest and across his muscular abdomen. As I get closer, his cock jolts with enthusiasm. Pre-cum gathers at the head again, but this time I don’t rub it away. I score my nails down Aiden’s thighs and lower legs and enjoy the hiss from behind his teeth. A slight jangle of metal tells me he’s wanting to fight the restraints.

  His cock still stands proud, and tonight will be a test of stamina for him. I slide off the bed and fetch a toy from another of my drawers. The small leather strap has several poppers to allow for easy removal. It’s prettier than many of the other plastic cock-rings.

  My palm seeks out his cock, and I start to pump his shaft slowly. I’m purposefully slow and methodical. His eyes float between my hand and my lips.

  “Do you want to kiss me, Aiden?”

  “Yes, God yes.”

  “Do you want to please me, Aiden?” I tighten my hold just a fraction, and I use the sound of metal on metal as my measure.

  “Yes.” The word is like a benediction.

  “I want that, too. Don’t come until I say.”

  He nods as his eyes catch the item in my hand.

  I sit on the bed and make quick work of wrapping the base of his cock with the thick leather strap. I pull it tight and pop the fastener.

  “What is that?” Aiden’s voice is huffy and strained.

  “It’s a cock ring. It will keep you hard and make you more sensitive. Do you like?”

  “I’m not sure. It feels… tight.”

  “You’ll enjoy it. Trust me.” I hold his cock and gently start stroking again.

  “Jesus!”

  “See.” I can’t hide the pleasure in my voice. I continue my ministrations, enjoying the look on Aiden’s face as he grows accustomed to the pressure. My thumb slides up and rubs over his head, gathering up the pre-cum and using it as a lubricant. The clang of the metal sounds, but I don’t halt. I continue to rub and squeeze.

  “I… I don’t know if I can stop myself from coming.” The worry in Aiden’s voice is clear.

  “Have you ever denied yourself like this before?”

  “Never.” He screws his eyes shut, and his breaths puff out in short pants. I ease off and release his cock. As my hand frees him, his body relaxes, although his cock now looks thicker and harder than before.

  I wait for a full minute before I take him in hand and begin to slowly stroke him again. The slight groan from the back of his throat is delicious. I repeat my previous routine, listening to his struggle and the noises that begin coming more frequently before his breathing speeds up. Then I stop. Wait. Then repeat. Again.

  The routine continues another two times before the head of his cock looks swollen and uncomfortable and his face contorts in concentration. Aiden hasn’t come, and I can taste his desperation.

  “Well done, Aiden. Do you want to come now?”

  “Yes, yes, God, please.” He begins to pull hard on his restraints. I pull the popper on the cock ring and watch as Aiden relaxes and lets his orgasm consume him. His body bucks as streams of cream fluid pump over his abdomen. His body jerks violently, unable to control his basic need to come.

  He’s glorious.

  “Let me get you something to clean you up.” I go to fetch a warm wash cloth before coming back and attending to his arms. I check his wrists to make sure there are no serious marks.

  Aiden sits up and sways before seeing to his sticky stomach.

  His face is relaxed, but there’s a trace of gloom in his eyes.

  “Everything okay? It can be intense if you’ve not experienced orgasm control before.”

  “It was good. I’m good.”

  “Then what is it?”

  “I…”

  “Spit it out, Aiden.” I stand at the side of the bed and cross my arms. I was still only in the red underwear.

  “I wanted you to fuck me.” He looks up at me with a confused look of disappointment and relief in his eyes.

  “And who said we were finished?”

  “Well…” Aiden looks down to his now flaccid cock.

  “I’m confident you’ll be able to cope with round two. But understand that there won’t always be sex involved with our time together. Some of the things I’ll do to you or have you do to me won’t end up with intercourse.”

  “Okay.”

  “Fucking me is a privilege you need to earn. So far, you’ve made me a very happy lady.”

  “I’m glad.” He raises his hand to clasp mine. “Because you make me fucking wild.”

  My eyes drop to his cock and see it’s already stirring back to life. My tongue sweeps across my lips. I hook my thumbs on either side of my thong and slip it down my legs and step out. Next, I unclasp my bra and slide it off my arms and crawl onto the bed.

  “I believe you wanted me to fuck you?”

  Introducing Aiden to D/s is like a drug.

  After the first time at my house, we fall into weeks of play and experimenting. I replace the weekends at Solace with time spent with Aiden, immersing him in my world. But where my scenes at Solace would have a definite beginning and end, the lines blur with Aiden. He spends time with me before we go to bed and stays after. This is new territory for me but with Aiden it’s a natural extension. I want him to be part of my life and not just a scene.

  Sarah was the only other partner that even came close, yet what I had fallen into with Aiden is so much deeper. My connection with him extends past what D/s gave me. My feelings are engaged, which I know is dangerous, but I can’t control. Probably for the first time in my life.

  My internal conscience has quietened down. The initial worries about bringing Aiden into my world have vanished with his growing submission and interest. I’m even considering bringing him to Solace, a huge step for me and one I still need time to consider. I’ve never introduced someone who wasn’t already in the lifestyle. Solace is my safe place, where I can relax and be one hundred percent me. My haven.

  When Charles first asked me to help develop the place, I was in my element. Few people know that I’m financially tied to Solace. Another one of my secrets. And even fewer people knew or had even met Charles. They might have seen him or even spoken with him on occasion, but to everyone else, he was just another member.

  The current manager does a fantastic job of keeping our members happy and long may that continue. Charles lets things run and is always available if needed. It suits everyone involved. When he visits he keeps to the shadows. Not even Seb or Luc have guessed at who he is.

  My phone rings and disturbs my pondering mind. I pick it off the bedside table and view the screen.

  “Good morning, Seb. To what do I owe the pleasure?”

  “Good morning. I thought I’d just phone and check in. We haven’t seen you for some time now. I wanted to ask how your mother is.”

  “Thank you for your concern. Agatha is doing okay. She’s settled well, and her days are pretty steady. Of course, there’s good and bad days.”

  “Of course. I’m pleased to hear that.”

  “What about you and Izzy. Everything all right?”

  “We’re fine. We’ve missed seeing you at Solace. So have a few others.”

  “Oh?”

  “Andrew spoke to me regarding Sarah.”

  “I’ve spoken to Sarah and made my position crystal clear.” I can’t believe this is still an ongoing problem.

  “Well, maybe this was before your conversation. Did you hear about Luc and Jess?”

  “No.”

  “He proposed. They’re planning an engagement party, probably at Solace.”

  “Wow. How did he manage to get her to say yes?”

  “There may have been some coercion. Orgasm denial can be a useful tool.”

  “It can indeed.” I smile as I remember
introducing that particular trick to Aiden. His desperation and sheer will to please me had me so hot I let him fuck me as soon as he was hard again. “I’m surprised he didn’t march her down to a registry office and get married on the spot. Jess does like to overthink things.”

  “There was talk of handcuffs when he first mentioned the idea. I’m pleased to say Jess has mellowed somewhat since they’ve been together.”

  “You’re right, but she’s still a feisty character.”

  “Being able to trust in your partner has helped her to no end.” Seb’s words ring in my head, and for some reason, they stick. Trust is the foundation for any D/s relationship. Aiden and I have developed a mutual trust, moving from friendship to a sexual relationship. He let me take care of him and help ease his burdens which fed a part of my dominant soul.

  “So, will you be back at Solace soon?” Seb inquirers.

  “Maybe. I’ve had to adjust some of my priorities.”

  “Understandable. Don’t be a stranger though. And you know where I am if you need to talk.”

  “I do. Thank you, and say hi to Izzy for me.”

  We end the call, and I drop the phone back on the side table. The question of Solace is obviously one I’d need to consider sooner rather than later. I’d be seeing Aiden later at The Pines.

  I have ensured that our personal life isn’t on show in public. Aiden steals a kiss now and then, but it’s been our conversations that have always held my interest. We’ve covered a host of topics over the weeks, from our childhood and growing up, to hobbies. He likes to draw, which came as a total surprise. He didn’t impress me as the artsy type. Of course, that’s a stereotype.

  We’d see each other on Friday evening. I could sound him out about the club then.

  * * *

  “Keep the stretcher on until I come. Then and only then can you take it off.”

  Aiden groans at my command, but I can hear the pleasure hidden in the timbre of his voice. He’s gotten to be extremely effective at making me come, and so I knew it wouldn’t be too torturous for him. He’d worn worse forms of torture and enjoyed them.