We Love Kink - Erotic Romance Anthology #1
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“Put your wrists together. I have a silk scarf that will be soft against your skin. I’m not going to bind them lightly. Part of the pleasure you’ll experience is a little pain. You’ll find it brings your enjoyment to a whole new level.”
Pain? The only pain she expected was from being spanked.
E098 took no time in binding her wrists and it wasn’t too uncomfortable, but she certainly wasn’t getting out of it. Most likely the material he decided to use made it a little more accommodating.
He lifted her up and spun her around. “Now I want you to lean over the bed.”
Scarlett leaned over with her hands above her head. The bed came to her waist and as she bent over it, she was thankful he’d taken the time to prepare. It was still a mystery to her how this man knew she would come.
“Spread your legs wide, to the point you fear your dress may rip.”
As she did, he gripped the edge of her dress and pulled it up over her ass, exposing her. He caressed her ass and she wondered if he might give her that spanking he’d promised. But instead, she felt his hands on her waist right where her G-string sat. Then a slight tug and a snapping noise. He’d ripped her panties off of her.
“I hate undergarments,” he said.
“If I’d known, I wouldn’t have worn any.”
“I’ll let you know what I want next time.”
Another time? She’d have to see how this all went. She might not ever want to see this man again for the shame she was surely going to experience in the light of day.
Before she had time to think any more about how she would feel when this was over, his lips pressed down on her lower back and his hands began to work some sort of magic as they rubbed her legs. She moaned into the mattress.
“Oh, I should add, I have one rule. You can’t come until I give you permission.”
“How am I supposed to hold off? I’m on the verge now.”
“Self-control. And trust me, I’ll know when you’re right on the edge and will do my part to stop it.”
She’d read about this online but it took training. Something she didn’t have. Maybe this had been a mistake to come up here with someone who was making such demands. It had excited her in fantasy, but now that it was reality, she wasn’t so sure she wanted to go through with this any longer.
“What happens if I do come before you tell me I can?” she asked.
“You’ll be punished.”
“Punished?” She tensed, really not sure she wanted to go through with this anymore. “What the hell is going on here?”
He laughed slightly. “I’d appreciate it if you didn’t take that tone with me again.”
Her tone? “I don’t understand. I think we need to stop and talk about this.”
He rubbed her shoulders in a soothing way. “If you want to stop, we can. I won’t ever make you do anything you don’t want to. And if ending this before the fun begins is what you wish, then we’ll do that.”
She moaned as his touch relaxed her.
“Do you want to continue?”
Yes. No. Yes. “Yes.”
“Just relax and remember I’m in control.”
“But I have questions before we continue.”
“I’ll explain as I go along.”
He replaced his hands with his mouth, exploring her flesh, and when his lips met her ass, she gasped. No one had ever been so intimate with her in that area before. But this man kissed and lightly licked her cheeks as he ventured lower and lower.
He spread her cheeks apart and she braced herself for something completely new and didn’t know if it was something she’d like. But he surprised her when the heat of his mouth glided across her pussy. She ground against the bed and pleasure rippled through her. He nudged her up onto her tippy toes as he explored her thoroughly.
His tongue slid through her slit and circled her clit. And just as she got used to how good that felt, he probed her opening and lightly pushed in, flicking his tongue back and forth.
She was dizzy, trying not to concentrate on how much she enjoyed everything he was doing to her. Every single sensation and nerve was on edge as his tongue did things to her she’d only dreamed about. Trying to do anything to keep from releasing, she pushed her mind away from what he was doing to her and to her past experiences. To the men who she faked with as they licked around her pussy, having no idea what they were doing. But thinking of another man didn’t help, because E098 had so much talent, her thoughts kept going back to him. How she wished she could run her hands through his hair right now, hold him at just the right spot, and come all over his face.
Ah shit! That wasn’t where her mind needed to go. Her breathing picked up and she knew what was coming. The climax she was supposed to resist until he told her she could. But how? How did she stop this?
And just like that, his warm mouth of pleasure left her as he put distance between them. Her lower half jerked from the abrupt end and she groaned with frustration.
Holy fucking shit had she wanted that release.
“Were you close?” he asked.
“Yes,” she said breathlessly.
“God, do I wish there was light in here so I could see your ass and your beautiful face.”
She almost wished the same thing. But was thankful now for the darkness. She was sure she looked quite silly spread eagle and leaning over this bed with her ass on display and a swollen wet pussy.
Her mystery man moved close to her again and she waited for the touch she needed, though any caress may still send her over the edge because she was still there. That throb between her legs ready to spiral through her entire body.
Whack!
Scarlett cried out from the sting of his hand coming down onto her ass cheek. The surprise of his spank took her from the edge of release to being back in control. It had hurt, more than she’d expected. She’d always imagined a sexual spanking to be more soft. But before she had time to tell him it was too hard, he spanked her again with just as much force.
“Oh God!” she cried out.
“I want to see this ass red and swollen.”
And with that, he spanked her again.
After a few more smacks he stopped and dropped to his knees again. His warm breath was on her ass again as he began to rub and kiss the tender flesh. As the sting subsided, her breathing slowed, but not for long. He inserted two fingers into her pussy, fingering her in a fast motion. Who the hell was this man and why hadn’t she found him sooner?
“Good God,” she called out, unable to believe how much pleasure she experienced. She bit into the bed with a load groan.
“You’re practically dripping,” he said.
She was certain her body would give before long. There wasn’t a nerve that wasn’t crying out for more.
“Ready for another spanking before I fuck you?”
“Yes.”
With a few more strokes of his fingers, he removed them from her, rubbing her wetness along her butt cheeks.
“I never imagined it would be this good with you,” he whispered just before his hand came down on her ass.
He’d caught her off guard and again, she swore there was a familiar tone to his voice. One she knew, but couldn’t pinpoint
One last pat to her behind and his strong arms lifted her, spinning her around and laying her on her back.
“I can’t hold off much longer. The need to be inside you has taken over. How I wish we didn’t have to use protection, but we will. But soon we’ll remedy that so we can be together the way we want.”
The sound of a wrapper opening echoed through the dark room and she wished she could see him as he rolled it on over his cock. Imagining he was long and thick. She wanted to touch and taste him, hating that she hadn’t even been able to feel him yet with her own hands. As she waited, her mind continued to wander and she wondered how far she could take him in her mouth. She’d never deep throated before, but from the pleasure he gave her, she was certain she’d like to try.
“Can
I take you in my mouth?” she asked.
“What a request and I’d love you to.” He paused and she braced herself for his cock coming to her mouth, but instead he spread her legs apart. “Like you, I’m on the edge of coming as well. One deep stroke into your warm mouth would have me spilling my seed right down your throat.”
Could she get any wetter? Her pussy ached. No one had ever turned her on this way. She was ready to come and hoped like hell he’d give her permission soon. She wasn’t sure she could hold out much longer. She’d been brought to the brink several times now and the next time she wanted to fall off the cliff and scream her lungs out.
“I’m not going to last long so I’m giving you permission to come when ready. And I suspect.” He ran his finger in the crease of her pussy, causing her to almost jolt off the bed with need. “That you’ll come right away. Now bring your arms up. I want to loop them around my neck.”
She raised her arms and for the first time, he was close. She could feel him with her inner arms. It was so nice to be this close and share this connection. She could almost kiss him if she wanted, but shied away since he hadn’t initiated one yet.
“I want to touch you,” she complained. “Please untie me.”
“I’ll be doing all the touching. This is as close as you’re getting to it.”
What she had for now was what she’d have to settle with. But she hoped at some point she got the chance to explore him. Hell, she’d even take a kiss. She was about to fuck this man who’d made her submit to him and they hadn’t even locked lips or seen one another.
“Open up, sweetie, I’m about to come in.”
She spread her legs. He positioned his cock at her opening and she braced herself. The tip alone was big and she knew he was going to fill her completely.
“You’re tight.” He stilled, taking deep breaths. “You’re going to feel so good wrapped around my dick. Are you ready?”
“Yes.” She panted. She was ready.
In one quick movement, he was inside her. His cock was long and just as thick as she thought it would be. He stretched her and entered her deeply. He took his time in the beginning. A slow pace which kept her one hard thrust away from coming. As much as she was enjoying it, she needed more. She pushed her hips upward and into him.
“Slow down and enjoy it,” he whispered. “I know I am.”
She grinned, liking that he ‘liked’ her. “I’m going to die if I have to enjoy anymore.”
“Trust me. It’s well worth it. You’re welcome to come, remember? But prolonging it makes it that much more enticing.”
“Please,” she begged.
“Your wish is my desire. Wrap your legs around my waist tightly.”
She did and he was deeper inside her now. She inhaled his woodsy aftershave, a scent she was familiar with, but at this moment couldn’t pinpoint who.
“Hold on,” he said then drove into her fast and hard.
Scarlett screamed. Her orgasm finally hit and it was more than she could take. Her head fell back and with each pump into her, all she could do was yell. No one had ever taken her like this. Every nerve in her was on edge and wave after wave of pleasure rocketed through her. She didn’t think the release was ever going to end. She was going to die from the pleasure and right about now if she did, she was pretty sure she’d have a smile on her face.
Her mystery man groaned and buried his face into her collar bone. His breathing was rapid and she could tell it was taking everything in him not to cry out. He pumped into her a few more times before he finally collapsed on top of her, now shallowly stroking as the end of their orgasms came.
Scarlett closed her eyes as her legs relaxed and slid from his waist and onto the bed. She held him close however and enjoyed the intimacy from this man. She inhaled his scent again. It was now her favorite because of the experience she’d just had.
It was taking every last ounce of control in Scarlett not to fall asleep. E098 rolled to his side, bringing her with him. She buried her head into his shoulder and it was the last thing she remembered because the comfort of his arms around her and the warmth from his chest won and she fell asleep.
****
Scarlett nestled her head against the soft pillow. Slowly she opened her eyes and with one hand pushed her hair from her face. She sat up immediately and saw her wrists were no longer bound. She was still in the hotel room, but she was alone. It was daylight, morning. Glancing around, she looked for any sign last night had even happened. But the only thing she saw was her red dress lying over the back of one of the chairs. He must have removed it when he’d untied her.
Surely she didn’t imagine last night and the most amazing lover she’d ever encountered. Whoever E098 was, he’d pleasured her better than anyone else, just as he’d promised in his texts. Her phone. Yes, she could grab her phone and text him. Then she would know last night had happened.
She stretched out, an ache reminded her of the night before. Everything muscle in her was sore and it caused her to smile. Last night had rocked her world and now that she’d done a few of the things she’d fantasized about, she wasn’t sure she’d ever be able to go back to any kind of vanilla relationship.
Who was E098? And was he going to come back so she could meet him?
****
He stood outside the hotel door, holding two coffees in a drink tray. Daylight was here and she would know who he was as soon as he went into the hotel room. His nerves were on edge as he tried to put the keycard into the door but then stepped away and walked away from the door and down the hallway.
It was crazy that he was scared to go into the room. He’d held her all night, barely being able to sleep at all because he couldn’t believe that being with her had really happened. That he’d been with Scarlett and finally got to let his Dom side out that he kept hidden and locked away in fear of what women would think.
He stopped by a window and looked out at the parking lot. He’d come this far to get her, being afraid to go into the room was silly. What if she was angry with him for not telling her who he was last night?
When Scarlett was angry, she was hard to reason with. He’d seen it before. And she was one, that when she was done with a person, she was done. There was no second chances and he worried she’d find he betrayed her by not revealing who he was. But surely after all they’d shared together last night, she wouldn’t be too upset with him.
He made his way back toward the room, trying to emphasize with how she would feel to prepare himself. This morning she was probably a tad embarrassed but he wanted to do whatever he could to keep her from experiencing that emotion. The first step was going into that hotel room and letting her find out who her mystery man was. Then hope like hell she didn’t hate him.
No, she wouldn’t hate him and he needed to force that from his mind. Scarlett would see him and they’d live happily ever after. His plan had gone according to plan so far and it would continue to do so. He just needed to put the keycard into the door.
****
Pulling the covers back, she began to get up to go find her cell phone when the hotel room door made a beeping noise and it opened. Scarlett yanked the covers back over her naked flesh. The beating of her heart picked up as she waited to see who this mystery man was.
She stared in disbelief as the dark haired guy came toward her with a drink tray in his hand. His green eyes stared at her, waiting for her reaction.
“
Elijah,” she said. “What are you doing here?”
“Bringing you coffee. I know how much you love your morning cup of Joe.” He handed her a paper cup. “Cream and sugar already added just the way you like it.”
Taking the cup, she stared at him before asking, “How did you know I was here? Wait, I’m really confused. What’s going on?”
He sat on the bed next to her and she moved away from him because the awkwardness level just skyrocketed through the roof. “Didn’t you have a good time last night?”
She didn’t say a
nything. Surely Elijah wasn’t the man she’d spent her evening with. They’d been friends for many years and even attempted to date once or twice. He’d always been the man she’d wanted but for some reason he pulled away, telling her there were things about him she wouldn’t understand. And she never pushed. Scarlett had settled with a friendship with him, even though whenever they were alone she always hoped that he might kiss her or tell her why it was he thought he couldn’t be with her.
They did have a night a few months back when they’d been drinking and hanging out as friends at a party Angela had thrown. He’d asked her why she was single and she’d confessed from a few too many martinis about some of her desires. After that evening, he’d kept his distance, so she assumed he thought she was a freak.