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

by Lara Valentine

  He tangled his hands in her hair to try and get some control back, but she chose that moment to suck the head of his cock in her mouth while flitting her tongue over the underside. He groaned as he realized that he had completely forgotten to continue reciting multiplication tables and his balls had drawn up, ready to explode.

  Her head bobbed up and down, and the gentle suction combined with her torturous tongue had him teetering on the edge of orgasm. He could feel the climax start in his lower back and the pressure start to build with each stroke of her warm tongue. Her mouth felt like a hot, wet glove, and he gave up trying to hold back.

  He groaned one last time, and his fingers tightened in her hair, holding her head in place, his cock in her hot mouth. The climax exploded from his balls and almost sent him to his knees. He spurted his cum into her mouth and watched, mesmerized, as she greedily swallowed every drop he gifted to her. She licked him clean and then sat back on her heels, waiting for his next command. She had a ghost of a smile on her face. The little witch knew that he was trying to fucking pull himself together after her devastating mouth and tongue. He shook his head a little to free himself from his daze and get the scene back under his control.

  “That was excellent, Brianne. You have pleased your Master. We will continue now. I have many plans for you tonight.”

  * * * *

  Brianne sat back in satisfaction knowing she had literally rocked Nate’s world. The intense look on his face right before he came had amped up her own arousal. She was wet and swollen, and she desperately wanted to press her legs together to ease her throbbing clit. She knew that would not be allowed.

  “Look at me, Brianne.”

  Brianne looked up into Nate’s eyes. They were dark blue with desire and—dare she even think it—love?

  “I think you need to be shown just how much I worship you, Brianne.”

  Brianne watched as Nate reached into his bag and brought out cuffs, which he efficiently wrapped around her wrists and ankles. He ran his finger around each, making sure that the cuffs weren’t too tight. He brought her wrists behind her and clipped the cuffs together before pressing on her back so her shoulders and face were pressed against the floor and her ass was in the air. He reached into his bag again, and she could hear him opening a package.

  “Stay in that position, Brianne. I need to give this new toy a quick wash.”

  She heard water running, and then Nate returned and knelt next to her. His hands ran up and down her spine, and his mouth followed the same path, sending sparks to her already-tingling pussy. He kissed and nibbled her ass cheeks, and she could hear his chuckle as she squirmed in position. He spread her ass cheeks apart, and she moaned as his tongue explored her back hole. It poked and tickled, and she felt her cream dripping down her thighs and could smell her own arousal.

  She jumped a little when the cold lube drizzled into her crack. Nate held her down with a firm hand at the small of her back. His probing finger at her ass was not unexpected. He had been exploring her forbidden hole since that first night, patiently using his fingers to stretch her. She had experienced anal sex before, with Rick, but had never enjoyed it. Rick had never prepared her, and all she had felt was embarrassment and pain. With Nate, it was completely the opposite. His patience never ceased to amaze her when it came to this or anything else. Perhaps he got this from being a surgeon?

  She felt one finger press into her, more lube, and then a second finger was added. Her body shook as he moved his fingers in and out, scissoring them and stretching her tight entrance. She felt the pinch and then the burn and a frisson of delight ran up her spine and down to her toes. She whimpered when he removed his fingers, but they were quickly replaced with something else pressing against her hole, demanding entry.

  “Breathe, Brianne, and press back against the plug.”

  Brianne took a deep breath and pressed back against what felt like a log trying to gain entrance to her ass. She felt him begin to fuck her very slowly with it, and she pressed back with each thrust, becoming bolder as the slight pain changed to pleasure. He gained a little more ground each time, added more lube, and continued pistoning the plug in and out of her ass until it slid in to the hilt. Her breath came out in a hiss as she tried to become accustomed to the pressure of the plug. His hand patted her bottom in praise.

  “Good girl, Brianne. I am very proud of you. Tonight, I am going to fuck this ass as is my right as your Master. The plug will make it easier and more pleasurable for you when I do.”

  Brianne shuddered and almost came hearing the dark promise in his words. She had known this was coming, just not exactly when. They had discussed this possibility, as they discussed everything, and she had assured Nate she was open and eager for this experience with him. She knew that if she had expressed even the slightest hesitation this wouldn’t be happening, no matter how much he talked about a Master’s rights.

  Strong, warm hands helped her to stand, and she lowered her gaze to the floor, her hands cuffed behind her back, legs spread, waiting for his next command. His hands cupped her chin, tilting her face up for his kiss. His firm lips came down on hers, and his tongue demanded entry. Her knees went weak as he slid his tongue sensuously along hers, sucking it into the cavern of his mouth. He lifted his head and nipped at her bottom lip before soothing it with his tongue.

  “I have a gift for you, Brianne. A token of my worship.”

  Brianne heard Nate rummage in the bag, and then his feet were back in her line of sight.

  “Look up, Brianne.”

  Brianne looked at, and her eyes fell on the glittering objects in Nate’s hands. They appeared to be chandelier-style earrings with green and blue beads. He held them up for her to inspect.

  “Nipple clamps that I had made just for you. These are emeralds for your eyes and sapphires for mine. They symbolize our bond as Dominant and submissive. I hope you enjoy wearing them as much I will enjoy seeing you wear them.”

  Holy shit! They were emeralds and sapphires? What was Nate thinking? She couldn’t even wear these out to dinner. Could she? The thought of wearing them under her clothes in a public place made her blush with excitement.

  “What thoughts just went through your head? They must have been good ones from the blush you are sporting. You can tell me later. Let’s see how these look on you.”

  He leaned down and took first one then the other nipple in his mouth, sucking and licking until they stood at attention. She bit her lip in anticipation of how these would feel. She had read about them, but she was going to experience them firsthand.

  She watched as he placed what looked like tweezers on each side of her nipple and pushed up the gold ring, tightening them until she made a noise of pain. He immediately backed the ring down just a smidge before quickly attaching the other clip to her nipple. She once again groaned at the pain, and he backed off again. The clamps were tight, and she licked her dry lips, unsure how to react to the foreign feeling of her nipples being constantly squeezed.

  “Breathe, Brianne.”

  She slowly took a breath and then another.

  “Tell me how it feels. Do they hurt?” His fingers caressed the delicate undersides of her breasts.

  She was about to say yes, but it wasn’t really the truth anymore. The pain was morphing into the most delicious pleasure. His fingers were caressing her breasts, and his hand would brush the beads, causing the clamps to tug slightly on her nipples. The sensation went directly to her clit, and she moaned as he gave the beads another swipe.

  “No, Master. They don’t hurt.” Brianne could barely get the words out, the pleasure was so intense.

  “I asked you to tell me how they feel, Brianne. You will do this now.” His hard, commanding tone brooked no refusal.

  “Tight, Master. Like you are pinching and tugging them.”

  “Does this excite you?” He brushed the beads again, sending sparks from her nipples to her clit.

  “Yes, Master. It excites me very much. Thank you for the g
ift.” She almost groaned the answer.

  Nate smiled tenderly down at her and continued brushing the beads back and forth.

  “I’m glad you like my gift, Brianne. And what a sweet slave you are to thank me for it. My worshipping of you is not complete, of course. Come here, sweetheart.”

  Nate led her to the end of the bed and faced her toward the top of the bed. She was standing in front of the footboard of his massive four-poster bed. He unclipped her wrists and massaged her shoulders. Her head lolled back as he kneaded her muscles.

  He reached for something at the top of the high finial, raised her right arm, and clipped her wrist to a restraint. He moved to her left side and quickly did the same.

  “Spread your legs wide, Brianne.”

  She slid her legs far apart, and he restrained her ankles to the bottom of the bedposts. She was left standing in an X position with her arms restrained to the top of each bedpost and her ankles to the bottom, her feet planted firmly on the floor. She tugged on each restraint, but there wasn’t much give. He had restrained her well. His hand glided up her back and tangled in her hair, tugging her head back so she was looking in his eyes.

  “You cannot imagine how beautiful you look restrained here for my pleasure. One more thing.”

  He reached into his bag and brought out a black strip of fabric. Brianne knew what this was—a blindfold. He wrapped the thick cloth around her eyes, blocking out the subtle candlelit room. Her other senses came alive, and she could smell his scent, feel his breath on her neck, the brush of his hands as he fastened the blindfold snugly.

  “Do you need to use your safe word, Brianne?”

  Ah, her sweet Nate. She wouldn’t use her safe word for all the money in the world right now.

  “No, Master. I don’t need my safe word.”

  “Good girl. Let the worship continue.”

  * * * *

  Nate lifted her hair, breathing in her scent. His cock was already hard again at the sight of Brianne restrained so beautifully, just for him. The nipple clamps decorated her breasts, and he couldn’t help but reach over and give each of them a gentle tug. A moan escaped from her soft, full lips.

  He began kissing her neck where it met her shoulder then trailed those kisses down her back, circling her heart-shaped ass. He tugged at the plug that was snug in her ass, jiggling it, and smiled to himself as Brianne tugged at the restraints, her breath coming in pants. She liked that more than she wanted to admit, he was guessing. He knew she had experienced anal sex with Dick, and that experience had been sadly lacking. He was determined that only pleasure would come from her experience with him.

  He dropped to his knees, kissing the backs of her thighs while playing with the plug.

  “I am on my knees in worship, Brianne. You’re the only woman in the world that can bring me to my knees.”

  He breathed in the heady scent of her arousal and licked at the honey that coated her inner thighs. No doubt that Brianne was on the edge, and he did owe her one. He reached between her quivering thighs and ran his hand along her drenched slit. Damn, she was wet. It wouldn’t take much for her to go over. He teased her entrance then moved his fingers to her hard and swollen clit. He circled it over and over, finding a rhythm until her body was strung taut like a bow.

  “Come now.”

  Brianne threw her head back with a scream, and cream gushed from her pussy, drenching his fingers. She pulled on the restraints frantically, a light sheen of perspiration covering her golden skin. He lightly stroked her clit until every spasm had been wrung from her body and she hung limply from the restraints. It was time to take her down, but he wasn’t finished with her yet.

  * * * *

  Nate’s strong hands held her up as he released the restraints from her ankles and wrists. She steadied her legs, but he was already guiding her to the bed, placing her on her knees and pressing her shoulders down into the mattress. He pulled her right wrist back and clipped it to the cuff on her right ankle, repeating the process on her left side. The clamps on her nipples tugged downward, sending sparks outward and down to her pussy. She could feel herself start to build toward release again at the submissive position Nate had placed her in. His inventiveness seemed to know no bounds, and she delighted in his creativity in the bedroom.

  He pushed her knees wider apart, and she felt him begin to nibble the inside of her thighs, his tongue tracing erotic patterns on the delicate skin. She shivered in arousal as his tongue found her swollen cunt, already sensitive from her orgasm, tongue-fucking her opening. She moaned at the sensation and bit her lip to keep from begging for another climax. She ground her head into the mattress as his tongue laved her pussy and lightly feathered over her clit. She cried out in frustration when his tongue abandoned her.

  “Not yet, Brianne. But soon.”

  The first smack of his hand on her ass startled her, but the pleasure bloomed quickly sending sparks of arousal from her warm ass to her hot, needy cunt. Each smack on her ass added to the overall warmth, and she wriggled trying to incite him to spank her more. With each stroke, the plug shifted in her ass, sending her excitement ever higher. When his hand struck her pussy, she cried out, at first with pain and then with pleasure. She slid her knees a little farther apart to expose more of her sopping cunt. He took the hint and smacked her pussy once, twice, three times. The third smack, just hard enough to sting, sent her over and she screamed as her climax hit her hard. White light behind her eyes would have blinded her if she hadn’t already been blindfolded. Wave after wave of pleasure radiated from her pussy through her entire body, almost painful in its intensity.

  She heard the crinkle of a condom wrapper, and then his hard cock brushed her warm ass cheek. He pressed his cock into her, and she was so wet, so ready, he slid in to the hilt with one strong thrust. His hands anchored on to her hips, and he began powering in and out of her, his balls slapping her ass with each stroke. His cock felt huge with the plug in her ass, stretching her pussy. She started the inevitable climb to another orgasm with each thrust of his beautiful cock, so his abrupt retreat made her wail in protest.

  “That’s not where I am going to come tonight, Brianne. I am going to come here.”

  He tugged lightly on the plug and began to work it slowly out of her tight hole, tossing it aside. Her ass clenched at the empty feeling. She needed something there. She felt his cock line up with her back hole and a rush of cold as more lube was poured in her crack. He pressed forward into her tight star. His cock was larger than the plug, and she felt the now-familiar pinch and burn as he slowly filled her ass. His cock rubbed against sensitive nerves, and she panted and moaned until he was completely inside her. She could feel the crinkly hairs on his legs brush against her thighs. His own breathing was ragged, and she could feel his tense control in the tightness of his muscles. He was waiting for a sign from her that he could move. She took a few deep breaths and swayed her ass just slightly from side to side.

  She could hear his exhale, and his cock began to piston very slowly then built up speed. She moved with him, inciting him to fuck her harder, faster, just not stop. Her release built quickly, and she was beyond the ability to speak, to beg. They moved together, completely in sync, driving toward an explosion. Her brain barely registered his voice, whispered into her ear. “Come, Brianne.”

  Nate reached around and removed a clamp from each nipple, the blood rushing in painfully. She screamed as her orgasm overtook her. Colors flashed, and she gulped air as her body tightened painfully, then released, only to be repeated over and over. She felt Nate thrust into her and hold still, grunting his own release. His cock jerked inside her backhole as he came, long and hard, his hands biting into the soft flesh of her hips. She might have bruises tomorrow, but tonight she didn’t care. The feel of his hands on her body only amplified her arousal, and she gave herself completely over to him, glorying in his dominance.

  As she came down from her climax, Nate gently pulled out of her and disposed of the condom. With gentle
hands, he unclipped her wrists from her ankles and removed her blindfold. She stretched out on the bed while he massaged sore muscles from her toes to her shoulders. The bed moved, and she was starting to fall asleep when she felt him lift her up in his arms and carry her toward the master bath.

  “What’s going on? I was sleeping, Nate.”

  His chest rumbled against her cheek as he laughed.

  “I know, sweetheart. But you may be very sore tomorrow. A nice soak in the Jacuzzi tub will ward off some of that.”

  She felt him lower her in the steaming, swirling water, and she felt her whole body relax. He took such good care of her. She had never known a more nurturing man. He joined her in the tub, pulling her back against his chest, not forcing her to talk. He allowed her to just be for a few minutes before she felt the need to communicate with him.

  She ran a finger down his muscled arm. “That was amazing, Nate.”

  Her voice was barely a whisper, but she knew he heard her. He kissed the top of her head and nuzzled her neck.

  “That’s a major understatement, baby. You blew me away tonight. I don’t feel worthy of such sweet submission, but no one else is either, so I’m going to take it.”

  She chuckled and burrowed deeper into his arms.

  “You’re right. No one is worthy, but you come pretty damn close.”

  He growled at her words. “I think you came several times, Bri.”

  He turned her so she faced him, his face somber and serious suddenly.

  “I love you, Brianne. I have for a while but didn’t want to scare the hell out of you. I’m not taking this back. I love you so just deal with it. I want to spend my life with you. So what do you say about that?”

  Brianne traced his strong jaw with her fingertips, feeling his past-five-o’clock shadow.