“Oh god, Emma, your mouth feels fucking amazing. Take it baby, take it all.” I hold her hair back. I can’t tear my eyes away from watching her perfect pout on my cock. She slides the whole thing in her mouth and pulls it out, making a popping noise.
“Shit, that’s too good. Mmmm. Baby.” I can’t help myself.
I’m brought out of my trance by a knock at the door. “Who the fuck is it?” I say angrily.
“It’s Joey, the prospect, sir, I have your meal.” Shit, I forgot about the food.
Emma pulls my dick out of her mouth. I pull away and tuck my dick back in. I lean down and whisper, “Let’s finish this later. I think it’s my turn.” I give her a kiss as I help her up.
I walk to the door and open up. The prospect hands me the food. “Thanks, Prospect.”
“Anything else you need, sir?” he asks.
“That will be all.”
“Hey, Joey, how are you doing?” Emma makes her way to the door.
“I’m good, ma’am. Is there anything I can get you?”
“No, of course not. Just don’t call me ma’am, remember?”
“Yes, ma.. Emma. Y’all have a good night.” He walks away, and I shut the door.
“I like him,” Emma says.
“Oh?” I ask with a raised eyebrow.
“Not like that, he just makes me feel comfortable. We had a nice chat the other day. He was in the military as well.”
“I hope I make you comfortable.”
“You make me feel a lot of things, Rock,” she says, laughing.
“Come on, let’s eat.” I lead her over to my sitting area. There is a small desk over there she can eat on.
“Rock, I think you ordered too much food,” Emma says.
“It’s never too much food,” I counter, watching her pop a French fry in her mouth. We chit-chat as we eat.
“You ordered enough food to feed like fifteen Tanks.”
“Does that mean you don’t have room for dessert?” I ask her, leaning back.
“What’s for dessert?” She licks her lips.
I know she is thinking there is a double meaning, but I got her some baked goods from Liz’s. I grab the bag with the cookies. “Oh, you know, I just have a friend who happens to make delicious baked goods.” I pull out a warm chocolate chip cookie and put it between my lips for a bite. “She happens to make the best warm chocolate chip cookies.” I chew the cookie and lick my lips.
“That’s not fair. I’m stuffed to the brim right now, uncomfortably full,” she says, going to lay on the bed.
“Mmmmm so good.” They are fucking delicious cookies.
“Thank you for the food Rock. Please let me know how much I owe you,” she says, drifting off to sleep.
“You know you don’t owe me anything.”
Emma falls asleep on my bed. I clean up the food and leave her a couple cookies next to the bed. After cleaning up, I start to work on my computer. She doesn’t hear me at all. I need to find out what the fuck is going on, especially who the fuck this Samuel Davidson is.
Chapter 14
Emma
Eight hours later…
It smells like a man, like Rock, his cologne and leather with fresh laundry is enveloping me all around. I slowly open my eyes, but they feel super heavy. It’s pitch black. I panic a little but remember that I’m in the Corrupted Saints clubhouse. I reach around to grab my phone and look at the time; it’s midnight. I slowly rise, and the bed squeaks. My cell illuminates the room slightly. I can hear Rock breathing softly from a chair in the corner. He’s asleep with a laptop on his lap.
This man is a god send. He’s so sexy, even asleep, he’s gorgeous. I walk over to him and grab his laptop. I don’t want it to fall. I place it on his desk and make my way to the bathroom. I need to pee so bad that it hurts.
When I emerge from the bathroom, Rock is awake and looks exhausted.
“You okay?” I ask.
“Yes. How are you doing?” he asks me, still sitting in the chair.
“I’m fine. I’m a bit sore, to be honest.”
“That’s to be expected. You’ve gone through an ordeal.”
I’ve never seen him with such bags under his eyes.
“You should get some rest, Rock. You don’t look so hot.”
“Is that your way of saying I look like shit?”
“No, it’s not that. It’s just you should get some sleep. How are you going to protect me and figure out what’s going on if your head isn’t clear?” I know I’m appealing to this protective instinct he’s developed towards me.
“I don’t want to leave you alone.”
“Then don’t.” To be honest, I don’t want him to leave me alone, either. His presence calms me and makes me feel the warm and fuzzies.
“Hun, sleeping in a chair isn’t the greatest.”
“Take the bed for a few hours. I actually want to look up some stuff on my laptop, if that’s okay. I just slept for eight hours, I won’t be going back to bed any time soon.”
“Wake me up in an hour at the latest.” He sends a quick text to someone before taking his shirt off and laying on the bed. Holy shit, I forgot what he looked like without a shirt. Adonis, anyone?
“Night.” I settle into the chair he was in and start looking and answering some emails; nothing out of the ordinary. A couple of my friends from the military sent me some updates on how they are, and I answer them back. I look over to Rock, and he’s sleeping hard. It’s only been about thirty minutes.
I don’t think he would mind since my back is hurting. I get over to the bed and lay down on the other side. It feels normal having him lying next to me.
Seven hours later…
I feel super-hot, kinda sweaty. I open my eyes, and the sun is peaking through the blinds just barely. I feel a heavy weight around me and warmth on my back. I look down and notice Rock’s arm around my waist and my back to his chest. I also feel a huge hard-on poking my butt. I wiggle against it.
“You’re playing with fire,” Rock says, muffled against my back.
“I like fire,” I quip back.
Rock moves faster than I can blink, and I’m on my back with him over me and my arms pinned above my head. He is being careful not to hurt my casted hand.
“Don’t move your hands. Do you understand?”
“Yes.” I’ve always wanted it a little rough and dominant.
“If you move them, I will stop,” he says as he moves his way down to my shorts, kissing down my body as he makes his way to the waist band. He pulls them off. I almost move my hands. I want to touch him.
He’s right on my pussy, I can feel my wetness soaking my panties.
“Oh god,” I can’t help but moan out.
“Not god, honey, but you smell delicious,” he says as he pulls my panties down.
“Please, Rock.” I’m going to go nuts with anticipation.
“Please Rock what?”
“Eat my pussy, please.”
I feel his hot breath on my pussy lips. This is the ultimate tease if there ever was one. I lift my hips up to his mouth.
“Don’t move, you little minx. Good girls who wait get a prize.” He’s fucking teasing me to kingdom come.
“Please, Rock, I can’t wait any more. I need you to make me feel good.”
“Don’t worry, baby, I will make you feel good. You’ll see. The anticipation will make it that much better, but you have to trust me. Do you trust me, Emma?”
I look down at him, and he looks up at me. “Yes.” I bite my lip and nod my head at the same time.
He spreads my legs wide. I’ve never felt so open before. He pulls me down so I’m at the edge of the bed and he’s on the ground on his knees. He parts my pussy and does one long lick from my ass to my clit and sucks.
“Don’t cum unless I tell you too.”
“What?” I ask in a euphoric haze.
He moves up to my face and is face t
o face with me, propping himself up on his arms. “Trust me, baby. Don’t cum unless I say to and no moving your arms.” He leans down and kisses me hard. I start to move my arms, but he pushes them back down.
“Don’t move them.”
“I won’t.” I keep them up above my head. Rock moves back down to my pussy and starts to eat me out. I can feel the warmth building near my face and in my stomach.
“Rock, I’m going to cum.”
“I didn’t say you could.” He stops and lays little kisses on my thighs and up to my stomach. I still have my shirt on, and he moves my shirt up above my breasts. He bites my nipple.
“Ahh. God, that feels so good. Please don’t stop.”
“Baby, can you cum from just me playing with your nipples?”
“I’ve never done that before, but I think with you touching me, I will.”
He goes back to sucking, squeezing and biting my tits. I feel that warmth rushing up from my stomach to my chest.
“Rock, I need to touch you. I need to come.”
“It’s not time yet,” he says, moving from my left breast to the right one.
“Rock, please.”
“No.” He moves his hands down towards my pussy as he has my breasts in his mouth. He parts my folds and taps my clit.
“Shit.” It feels too good. I feel like I’m going to go crazy.
He keeps tapping my clit, and I can feel my wetness dripping down to my ass cheeks.
“You’re so fucking wet. Is that for me, baby?” he asks.
“Yes, it’s all for you, Rock. Please let me come. I want you to make me come.”
He moves down my body and starts licking and sucking my clit again. Holy shit, his mouth is gold. I feel the warmth coming again. He brings two fingers and inserts them inside me.
“Oh god. I don’t know if I can hold off anymore.” My breathing has picked up, and I can feel this immense warmth roaming all over my body. Rock sticks another finger inside me stretching me. He keeps sucking on my clit at the same time. I don’t think I can hold off.
He picks up the speed of finger-fucking me and sucks harder on my clit.
“Come for me, Emma. Now.”
I let it all out of me. “Holy shit.” I’ve never moaned and screamed as I am right now. My legs are shaking, and he is still sucking on my clit. I feel my pussy clenching down on his fingers.
Rock moves up to kiss me while he still has his fingers inside me.
“Can I touch you now?” I ask.
“Yes.” He kisses me, and I bring my arms down and wrap them around his shoulders.
He’s still moving his fingers in and out of me.
“Ahh.”
“You okay?” He stops.
“Yeah, just super sensitive. I’ve never orgasmed like that before.”
“I’m glad I could be of service.” He kisses me hard.
“Is that your quirk?”
He pulls away and stops kissing me. “Is what my quirk?”
“You like to be dominant or in control.”
“Something like that.”
“Okay.”
“Okay?” he asks, confused.
“Yeah, I’m not turned off by it, if that’s what you’re wondering.”
I reach down and stroke his cock through his jeans. He’s hard as a rock.
“Baby, you sure you want that?”
“I think I showed you earlier that I did.” I push him back and straddle him. I’m completely naked except for my shirt, pushed up to expose my breasts. He still has jeans on.
“I’ll never forget that.”
I pull his cock out and start stroking it. He’s hard and huge. I move my pussy close to his dick and stroke and tap my clit with his dick.
“Oh, baby, you’re gonna make me cum if you keep doing that. I haven’t blown a load in a minute.”
“That’s okay. I want your load all over me and inside me.” I continue to slide my pussy along his bare dick. I can’t help but moan myself, it feels fucking fantastic. I move myself up and hover over his dick, lining him up to my entrance.
I lower myself ever so slightly, so he is just entering me. I lean forward and kiss him hard. His breathing is getting faster. He’s letting me have control right now. I get the feeling it’s something he doesn’t do often.
I lower myself onto his dick until I’m sitting on him fully, engulfing his shaft.
“Oh god, that feels so good. You’re filling me up completely.”
“Emma, your pussy is the best thing I’ve ever felt. Baby, move your hips for me, make me come.”
“Oh yes, Rock.” I start moving my hips back and forth against his, hitting my clit at the perfect angle. I know I’m going to come again. I want him to come with me.
“Baby, I can feel you clenching, come for me.”
“Not yet, I want us to come together.”
“Don’t worry, we will.” He fucks up into me hard and starts pumping fast inside me. I can’t help but scream in orgasmic pleasure. My body falls limps onto him. I’m breathing fast into the nook of his shoulder. He’s rubbing my back from my shoulders down to my ass, slowly pumping into me.
“I want you to come too, Rock.”
“I will, but I want you to come for me again.” He flips us over and now he is on top, missionary. My legs are out to the side. He starts to fuck me fast again.
“I’m going to come again,” I say through my out-of-breath state. He’s thrusting inside me so deep, I feel like he is hitting spots I didn’t know existed.
“I’m going to come this time with you. You ready for me, baby?”
“Yes, please, Rock.” I feel the heat rushing up my stomach to my face.
“Where do you want my come?”
“Inside me, Rock. I want to feel you inside me.” I’ve never asked for a man to ejaculate inside me before, but I’ve always wanted it; I’m not even trying to think of the fact that we aren’t using protection.
He starts thrusting even faster. I feel myself coming, and he immediately pulls out fast and comes onto my stomach. He’s moaning loudly and is out of breath. He leans back onto his heels out of breath.
“Shit. That was fucking amazing. Let me grab a cloth to clean you up.” He stands up and grabs a washcloth from the bathroom. He comes back into the room and wipes me clean, tossing the towel into the bathroom. He comes to lay next to me and brings me to cuddle up to his chest. He kisses the top of my head. My legs feel like Jell-O, and I don’t know if I could walk if I needed to.
“I’ve never felt anything like that in my life,” I tell him.
“There’s a lot more of that. You deserve nothing but the best of pleasure.”
“Rock?”
“Yeah, baby?”
“We didn’t use protection.”
“I’m clean. I get tested every month.” Every month? Why every month?
“Why are you tested every month?” I ask.
“I belong to a BDSM club. We have to be checked every month to be a member and for safety. I’ve never had an STD in my life. This was the first time I’ve had unprotected sex with someone who wasn’t a submissive and committed to me. All the other hookups are protected fully.”
“So, you’re into BDSM?” I ask
“Yes.” He is vague, like he’s hesitant to tell me.
“Please tell me. I’d like to know.”
“I am a dominant, a master. I have submissives. I don’t control women outside the bedroom, only inside the bedroom, and it’s only for pleasure. Yes, there is pain and control but never harmful and always for pleasure.”
My heart sinks. He has submissives. “Oh.”
“Why did you get sad all of a sudden?” He looks concerned.
“You said you had submissives, so there are other women?”
“Baby, there are no other women. I just have particular tastes in the bedroom. I don’t fuck with club whores because they are trash. I prefer an agreement
or relationship, if you will.”
“Then why do this with me if you want a submissive?” I ask, confused.
“Emma, I feel something for you. I’ve never felt anything like I do when I’m with you. I want to protect you and be around you and not just for sex.”
“Really? But what if I’m not into everything you are?”
“How do you know you aren’t?”
“I guess I don’t.” He’s right, I don’t know what I’m not into if I haven’t tried or even know what he likes exactly.
Chapter 15
Rock
Emma is asking me about BDSM. I knew this would come up eventually, I just didn’t think it would be right now after we just made love for the first time. It was the best fucking pussy I’ve ever been into, and she tastes like fucking heaven. I would die a happy man having just blown my load all over her and making her orgasm and now having her in my arms.
“What’s the club you go to like? Can anyone just go?” she asks curiously.
“No, you have to be invited and pay a hefty membership fee.”
“Oh. So, do you only have submissive relationships?”
“Yes, it’s all I’ve had.”
“Okay. So, you haven’t had a relationship where it wasn’t a master slash dominant slash submissive role?
“Not in a very long time. I treat my submissives wonderfully, and they get rewarded with my pleasure.”
“This is interesting. I’d like to see this club you go to.”
“I wouldn’t bring you there unless you were mine.”
“What does that mean?”
“It means, unless you wore my mark, you would be free game, and I’m not the sharing type. You would have to agree to fully submit to me and be mine.”
“This is interesting. Well, you’re next submissive is a lucky girl.”
“I want you, Emma.”
She looks a bit worried.
“You want me to be your submissive?”
I’m not exactly sure what I want her as, all I know is I want her to be mine.
“I want you, Emma.”
“Can you tell me more of what exactly you want? What about limits?”
“What are your limits?” I ask her.
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