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“Green, sir.” My voice wavered, surprised to find tears had dampened my face.
His hands stilled. “Genevieve, if anything bothers you, then you have to let me know. Communication is the key component in a Dom/Sub relationship.”
“Yes, sir.” My voice sturdier this time. “I’m still green, sir.”
His hands squeezed both cheeks. “Good girl.” A succession of swats followed, peppered across my cheeks and upper thighs, the pain bleeding into an intense pleasure. My core pulsed with need. “Your ass looks so pretty, all red and glowing. My handprints are all the decoration those glorious lobes need.” His hands left for mere seconds, and I heard him sheath himself, returning to me only to quickly warm my ass again. The bed dipped behind me as he climbed on and grasped my hip. The tip of his cock found and teased my opening, moving ever so slowly. “You are so wet for me, pet.” His hands flexed on my hips, making me push against him, trying to force more of him inside. I squirmed, needing more of him and fast. His girth stretched me as he continued his slow penetration. “Be still. We go at my pace.”
I gasped when he finally seated himself inside me. It felt like he touched the inside of my womb; he was so deep. The sharp pain I felt as he stretched me wider than any other lover soon faded as my walls relaxed to take him. “That’s it, pet. I hate to say it, but I won’t last long this first time.”. He took his time sliding in inch by inch until he was completely inside me. “Hold onto the headboard.” He released the silk around my wrists, and I ripped the silk from my eyes to look over and take in this glorious man behind me.
His growl made me drop my eyes. “I didn’t instruct you to remove your blindfold.” His hand landed a hard smack on my right cheek, the pain only adding a more intense pleasure.
“I’m sorry, sir. I couldn’t help myself.” I grasped the wooden dowels on the headboard as instructed.
“Pet, this is going to be hard and fast. I’ll save your punishment for later.” His fingers dug into my hips as he jerked me roughly to meet him. Over and over, faster and faster. I knew I would have bruises, but I didn’t care. His balls smacked against my clit as his thighs collided with mine. He reached one hand around and tapped against my engorged button. “Come with me, pet.” His voice commanded, and my body released the building orgasm as I felt him pulse inside me.
He lay across my back, still seated deep inside me, his breaths feathered the few dry flyaway hairs at my shoulder. He rested his head between my shoulders and placed a kiss there as he righted himself. “Stay still, pet. Let me get a warm washcloth.”
I ached for him seconds after he left my channel, my body still weeping for him. He quickly returned, placing a warm washcloth to my center, thoroughly cleaning me down my thighs and everywhere that was sticky with my own release. I finally let my legs give out and fall.
Brian climbed into bed, hauling me to my side and up against his naked body, already hardening again against my ass. “Sleep now, pet. We have time for a quick nap before we have to get ready for dinner.”
I snuggled back as he dragged a light quilt over both our naked bodies. Sleep invited me in with open arms. I relaxed into slumber, a smile on my face, and my heart content for the first time since before Gran died.
* * *
Light nipson my shoulder and deft fingers between my legs woke me from slumber. I stretched, pushing my naked body against Brian’s raging hard-on. He bit my shoulder and removed his hand. I whined in protest.
“Time to get up, pet.” He extricated himself from the bed and began to dress. “Dinner with Ian is in an hour. I have a couple calls to make. Join me in the livin’ room when you’re ready.”
I pouted, letting the quilt fall below my breasts as I sat up. I didn’t recognize this wanton woman moving my limbs around, but I liked her.
“Keep poutin’, and your punishment will be doubled, Genni.” Brian gave me a stern expression.
“Yes, sir.” I yanked the blanket back up until he left. I wasn’t sure if I should be worried about his use of my real name and not his “pet” name, but I wasn’t going to chance it. One punishment sounded like enough.
I hopped out of bed, relishing the soreness settling between my thighs, and pulled out the bag I had hidden under the bed earlier. Shopping with Fancy was fun, but I wasn’t ready for the revealing outfits she had tried to convince me to buy. Giddy with excitement, she informed me that the club was having a theme night tonight. It was a fantasy night, so rather than anything super revealing, I chose a gossamer shimmer dress with a deep V in the front and back in a lavender color. The skirt was floor length with slits on each side up to my hip. It was the most daring dress I had ever owned. Then, I bought the sexiest white lace half cup bra, which barely covered my nipples, and the matching boy shorts, along with a garter belt and thigh-high stockings.
Fancy also stopped at the costume shop and talked me into a pair of wings, mask, and flower crown to complete my fairy queen look. I couldn’t wait for Brian to see it. I quickly curled my hair, letting the waves fall against my shoulders, pinning just a few pieces back on each side. I went with minimal makeup: a bit of concealer and bronzer dusted across my cheeks and forehead, neutral shadow, thin eyeliner, clear mascara, and a deep rose lip gloss.
I gave myself the once over when I had all except the costume pieces on. For the first time in my life, I felt sexy and looked damn hot. I supposed fresh from multiple orgasms might do that to a woman.
A soft knock at the door rushed me along. I opened it a crack to find Fancy’s excited face staring back at me and opened it wider to let her in.
“Girl, I knew you’d look hot, but I think you are sexier clothed than most women naked.” She made a low growling sound in her throat. “Rawr, sexy mama.”
I laughed at her antics. “I don’t know about all that, but I feel sexier than I ever have.”
“Having a caring Dom does that to a sub.” Her face turned wistful. I knew instantly she was thinking about Brody.
“You’ll see him soon. Aren’t we meeting him at dinner?” I grabbed the last touch to the whole ensemble, a hooded white gossamer covered velvet cloak. It tied at my throat and had slits for my arms to slip through.
“Damn, girl. Brian won’t know what hit him.” Fancy strung her arm through mine as I finished putting the wings, mask, and crown in a tote bag to put on later. “Hell, half the men at the club won’t know what to do. Brian better not let you leave his sight.”
Her words had me stopping in my tracks. I didn’t want other men coming on to me or sniffing around me, especially in a BDSM club.
“Don’t worry.” Fancy patted my arm. “There are collars there that Brian can use to show you are untouchable and off the market.”
“Oh.” I let her lead me out of the bedroom door. I didn’t know if I wanted a collar, no matter how temporary.
