Doctor's Orders [The Martinis and Chocolate Book Club 1] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic)

by Lara Valentine

  The pleasure receded slowly, and Nate wrenched every spasm of pleasure from her with his fingers before he gently withdrew from her swollen core and backside. She felt him lift her up in his arms and place her gently on his bed. He kissed her softly, and she hazily watched him disappear into the master bathroom before returning and lying down next to her and cuddling her close to his big, warm body.

  * * * *

  Nate’s cock felt like it was going to explode. He couldn’t remember being this hard or his balls aching this much. He gritted his teeth and recited multiplication tables as he tended to his sexy slave. He needed to keep holding back. She needed cuddling and stroking right now. She had submitted beautifully. She was more than he could have hoped for this first time. Watching her come had been incredible.

  He held her as she came slowly back to earth. Her green eyes slid open, and he could see awareness returning. Awareness was good, but too much would ruin the mood. Time to move on.

  He lifted her arms over her head and with a practiced hand wrapped the soft restraints around each wrist. Her arms were over her head, which thrust her ample breasts up in offering. He could see her frown a little as she tugged at the restraints, testing them. If this was too much too soon, it was time to give her an out. He wanted to push her boundaries but in a controlled fashion.

  “Do you need to use your safe word, Brianne? If you need to, everything stops and we talk about it. Nothing bad will happen if you need to use it.” He deliberately used her name.

  She didn’t answer for a moment, and he held his breath until she silently shook her head.

  “Words, Brianne. I need to hear you say it. Remember rule number one.”

  “No, Sir. I don’t need to use my safe word.” Her voice was soft but sure. He knew he could continue.

  “Good girl, Brianne. I am very proud of you. You are so gorgeous when you come. I think I want you to come again.”

  Before she could react he bent his head and licked her pussy from opening to clit. Her taste was heady, a sweet and musky combination that was all Brianne. She cried out at the touch of his tongue and was soon writhing as he worked his tongue into her hole and tongue-fucked her over and over, pushing in as far as he could. Anchoring her legs down, he ran his tongue around her clit in circles, never quite touching it directly. Her legs were shaking she was so close, and he could feel her clit swelling under his tongue.

  “Come, slave. Come for me.”

  He closed his mouth over her clit and sucked gently. He could feel her spasm as she came, and her cries were music to his ears. He was going to have to make sure she came at least once a day so he could hear them on a regular basis.

  He gently flicked his tongue over her clit lightly as her trembling slowed and her breathing became more normal. Kissing a trail up her stomach and up to her breasts, he ran his tongue over her nipples, and she moaned as her body bowed under his ministrations.

  * * * *

  Brianne’s head was spinning, and she couldn’t seem to get any words out as Nate began to work his tongue and teeth over her already-sensitive nipples. His tongue circled the taut peak, teasing it even harder while his fingers plucked at the other. She whimpered and was astonished to feel the tingle of another orgasm start. When was the last time she came more than once in a night? Hell, when was the last time she came with a man?

  She wanted to reach out and touch Nate. His smooth golden skin beckoned, and she could see his muscles bunch as he held himself above her. She tugged at the restraints, but they held her firmly. Nate paused and gave her a grin.

  “Don’t pull so hard on those, Brianne. If you bruise your delicate wrists, I’ll have to punish you.”

  Brianne felt more honey leak from her pussy at Nate’s assertion that she might earn a punishment. She couldn’t help but wonder what being punished by him would be like.

  “I want to touch you, too, Nate.” Brianne gave the restraints another hard tug.

  Brianne had barely got the words out before she found herself rolled over on her belly and a large, male hand came sharply down on her ass.

  Smack! Smack!

  “Ouch! Holy Shit!”

  Smack! Smack! Smack!

  “How do you address me, slave? And do not swear. You will be punished for that.”

  Smack! Smack! Smack!

  The spanking hurt more than she thought it would, but the heat quickly turned to a blooming pleasure and her clit swelled to attention.

  “Master! I’m sorry! Master!”

  Smack! Smack! Smack!

  She felt herself being turned back over, and her sore ass rubbed against the sheets.

  “That’s better, slave. As for touching me, you do not touch your Master without permission. Right now, you do not have permission. You must earn that privilege, along with many other privileges.”

  Brianne didn’t reply, as she wasn’t sure she had permission to speak, either. The heat on her ass from the spanking cast a glow of arousal that made her want to rub her sore bottom on the sheets. As Nate reached into the nightstand drawer and pulled out a condom, she knew that she wouldn’t need to rub against the sheets. He was going to do it for her.

  Brianne couldn’t help but stare as Nate stood and began to strip his clothes off. His body was firm but not muscle-bound. He looked like a swimmer or a baseball player with broad shoulders and flat abs. Her fingers itched to run all over his body and bring him some of the pleasure he had brought her. He lowered his boxer shorts and his impressive cock sprang out, already hard and glistening with pre-cum. She licked her lips at the thought of his cock running across her lips and tongue.

  He stood over her, his expression intense, as he stroked his cock.

  “I have been waiting a long time for this, Brianne. This means something to me. You mean something to me. No regrets afterward.”

  Nate lowered himself over her and lifted her legs over his shoulders. With her hands tied, it left her completely at his mercy, which she was sure he knew quite well. His hard cock started filling her drenched pussy, and she closed her eyes at the exquisite feeling of being stretched.

  “Open your eyes. I want you to see who’s fucking you.”

  Brianne opened her eyes and stared into Nate’s eyes. They were dark with passion, a darker blue than she had ever seen before. That passion was for her. His face was taut as he held himself in check, entering her slowly. She felt her pussy walls stretch to accommodate his generous size. In her position, she couldn’t hurry him along. She could only take what he would give her, when he decided to give it to her.

  After he had given her every generous inch of his delicious cock, he pulled back and pumped back in to the hilt in one quick stroke. It rubbed her clit, and she cried out as the sensation ran like lightning up her spine. He pulled out and pumped in again harder, and again it rubbed her clit. She pulled at her restraints, wanting to hold him as he began to ride her hard and fast, each stroke hitting her clit and sending her closer to another climax.

  His face was a study in concentration as he fucked her, only changing rhythm to hit a sweet spot inside her that sent her to the edge of orgasm. She could hear his heavy breathing and grunt with each stroke. He must have sensed she was close, and he placed a hand between them and pinched her clit. Stars exploded behind her eyes, and she screamed with the power of the explosion inside her. The waves of pleasure seemed to turn her inside out, and she felt dizzy as he pumped into her one last time and held himself there. She could feel his cock jerk inside her as he came, and she thought she heard him curse as he slumped on her for only a second before rolling off her.

  His heavy breathing matched her own as they lay there for long seconds before he broke the silence.

  “I just need to take care of the condom, sweetheart. I will be back in a second.”

  Brianne felt the bed move but was too overwhelmed to register when he returned. She was startled as he untied the restraints and began massaging her wrists and shoulders, cuddling her close and murmuring words of
praise.

  “You were so wonderful, Brianne. I am so proud of you, baby. Are you okay?”

  Brianne roused enough to answer him with a sleepy smile.

  “I’m wonderful, Nate. That was amazing. You were amazing.”

  She could hear Nate’s chuckle and feel it, too, as she lay against his chest.

  “Well, thank you, sweetheart. I’m glad I have a satisfied customer. Think you might want to do it again sometime?”

  It was Brianne’s turn to laugh.

  “Yes, I definitely want to do that again, Nate. Just as soon as I get some rest.”

  “I will definitely let you rest, honey. And when you say you want to do it again, do you mean all of it? The restraints, the spanking, and the sex, or just the sex?”

  Although Nate sounded lighthearted enough, she could feel the tenseness in his body as he waited for an answer.

  “All of it, Master. It was more than I ever thought it could be. I want more.”

  * * * *

  Nate stirred as the first light of the day peeked through the curtains. Brianne’s warm body was cuddled against him, her hair tickling his nose. He breathed in her soft scent and felt his cock rise against her soft backside.

  Her declaration last night that she wanted more domination and submission, that she enjoyed it, had made him hard all over again. Only the thought that she was exhausted had kept him from flipping her onto her hands and knees and taking her hard from behind. This morning was another story. His pretty submissive was going to get a good hard fucking as her wake-up call.

  He ran his hands down her arms, enjoying the feel of her silky skin. He felt her shiver as his fingers trailed over her hips and across the swell of her stomach. His hands traveled higher and cupped her heavy breasts, brushing the nipples lightly with his fingertips. They instantly puckered under the attention.

  He lowered his lips to the curve of her shoulder and licked and nibbled a path to the shell of her ear. She squirmed and pressed back against his already painfully hard cock. Two could play at that game. He skimmed one hand down to her pussy while the other toyed with her hard nipple. Her cunt was already dripping, and he dipped his hand into her creamy folds, drawing a moan from his slave. Circling her clit, he bit gently down on her earlobe while giving her nipple a hard pinch. His slave groaned and almost came off the bed.

  “Oh God, Nate. Don’t stop. I am so close.”

  She was probably not completely awake, but he couldn’t let her get away with that in the bedroom. Time to show her who was in charge when they were in bed.

  “I give the orders in the bedroom, slave. Not you. If you want to come, get on all fours.”

  Nate hid his chuckle as Brianne scrambled to her hands and knees with her heart-shaped ass in the air. He ran his finger down her spine before giving her soft bottom a quick smack. Brianne jumped, and he stroked the red handprint on her milky-white skin. He smiled as he imagined the years that lay ahead of them. They would share a lifetime of love and submission. He would push her boundaries in the bedroom, and she would surely push his out of it.

  “If you want to come, grab the top of the headboard and face the wall. You are not to look back, and don’t let go. You do not have permission to speak. Now spread your knees a little wider, Brianne. Very good.”

  Nate leaned down and kissed a wet trail between her shoulder blades and across her shoulders. He grinned as Brianne squirmed a little but didn’t turn around or let go of the headboard. What a good girl. His lips went down her spine, and he nipped at a pillowy ass cheek before spreading her cheeks and running a tongue around her pink rosette. Brianne groaned at the contact. He heard her pant, could see the honey glistening on her thighs. Her pretty pink pussy peeked out. She was primed and ready. He wanted to play with her all morning, but his cock was demanding that he get balls-deep in her swollen cunt.

  He straightened and brushed his cock between her legs and dragged it through her creamy folds. Brianne moaned and wiggled her ass at him.

  “Permission to beg, Master?” Her voice was strained and breathless.

  “Yes, Brianne. You may beg.” Despite his painful arousal, he tried to keep his voice even and controlled.

  “Please! Please! Master, please fuck me hard!” Nate could hear the desperation in her pleading voice.

  “I love it when you beg, Brianne. Yes, I will fuck you now.”

  Nate snagged a condom from the bedside table and quickly rolled it on. He held Brianne’s hips firmly and sheathed himself in one hard thrust. His eyes almost rolled back in his head at the feeling of her hot, tight pussy caressing him. He began to thrust slowly at first, pulling almost all the way out then pushing back in until his balls slapped her ass. In and out he pumped, building up speed. He rode her hard, lost in the feeling of her pussy, the scent of her hair, and the sounds of their moans. The bed knocked against the wall with the force of his thrusts. He was close, but his good little sub needed to come first. He reached around and caressed her clit before giving it a pinch.

  He felt her cunt clamp down on his cock, and she threw her head back and screamed her release. He thrust his cock in one last time and held himself there as his climax clawed out of his body. It started in his balls and ran up his spine and down to his toes. Her pussy milked him of every last drop in his balls, and he pulled out reluctantly, her sensitive tissues causing her to shiver as he did.

  When he returned from disposing of the condom in the bathroom, she was still in position, kneeling on the bed with her hands on the headboard, waiting for permission to move. He climbed on the bed and gathered her up in his arms, petting her and crooning loving words. He caught his breath when Brianne looked up at him smiling, love shining in her deep green eyes.

  “That was an awesome way to wake up, Doc.”

  Chapter 5

  As usual, Nate didn’t have a morsel of food in his house. They decided to head to Brianne’s so they could both shower and eat breakfast while they waited for Rick to bring Kade home.

  It should have felt strange having Nate in her kitchen that morning. She was kind of dreading the whole “morning after” thing, but it didn’t feel strange at all. It pretty much felt like all the other times he had been in her kitchen, albeit this time he wasn’t wearing a shirt. He teased her as she cooked his scrambled eggs and toast, making her giggle and almost drop the orange juice. She let him make the coffee. She knew better than to ask Nate to help much in the kitchen. He could repair a torn ACL in an elite athlete but could barely fix a sandwich without something bad happening. He was truly a terrible cook.

  She thought he might try to boss her around this morning, too, after the night they had. She was all set to tell him where he could stick his Master-and-slave stuff and had been a little deflated when he completely deferred to her. She ordered him around like a galley slave, and he cheerfully followed her directions, never questioning her once. After they ate, he even waved her off with thanks for a lovely breakfast and offered to load the dishes into the dishwasher. She sat at her laptop to catch up on e-mails, while he cleaned. She could definitely get used to this.

  The ring of the doorbell interrupted her reading, and she couldn’t help the knot of dread in her stomach as she crossed the living room to answer the door. She knew it was Rick bringing home Kade from their weekend. So far, she and Nate had been wrapped in their own private cocoon. It was about to be ripped away like a Band-Aid off a skinned knee.

  She opened the door, and Kade blew into the room, dropping his bag on the floor and running into the kitchen.

  “Hey, Mom! I’m hungry!”

  Brianne turned to face her ex-husband and his new wife. She couldn’t help the annoyance that seeped into her tone.

  “You didn’t bother to feed him this morning, Rick?”

  “Now, Annie, we got busy this morning and didn’t have a chance to eat. Tami and I haven’t eaten either, you know.”

  It was all she could do not to roll her eyes. Of course, he would bring the conversation around t
o himself somehow. As she looked at him, she couldn’t tell what she had ever seen in him. He had seemed handsome and charming when they had started dating in college. He was handsome in a pretty boy sort of way, with his wavy blond hair and pale blue eyes. But his chin was weak and lacked character, where Nate’s was strong and spoke of integrity. She couldn’t understand how he had ever married her either, if Tami was really his type. Of course, basically all women, except Brianne, were Rick’s type. She had learned that the hard way in their ten years of marriage.

  Tami clung to Rick’s arm as if she was drowning. Her brassy blonde hair and heavy makeup made her look older than her twenty-something years. They obviously hadn’t been at church this Sunday morning, by the looks of Tami’s clothes. She was dressed in denim cutoffs so short Brianne could see the crease where her ass met her thighs. Her lack of bra was obvious under the light pink tank top at least one size too small. You could practically still see the price tags on those tits, Brianne thought.

  “I gave Kade a cereal bar to tide him over, Bri. I hope that was okay.” Nate walked into the living room with a cup of coffee in his hand. Shirtless.

  She almost laughed at Rick doing a double take. She had never seen anyone actually do that and had thought it was just a figure of speech. Apparently not. Rick nodded curtly to Nate.

  “Nate, haven’t seen you in a while. I don’t think you have met my new wife, Tami. Tami, this is Dr. Nate Hart.”

  Brianne didn’t imagine the emphasis Rick placed on the word “new.” Tami smiled brilliantly at Nate. Apparently, she liked handsome doctors.

  “It’s nice to meet you, Dr. Hart. That’s Tami with an ‘i.’”