Page 19 of For the Sub

In the safety of his arms, she let go.

He pistoned his cock into her, deep and demanding.

Overcome by the shock of her own surrender, she came again.

His grip on her tightened, and his fingers dug into her as his movements became less controlled.

Though she was lost, she reveled in the knowledge he was close to coming undone.

Inside her, he stilled.

Then, with a loud, masculine exhalation, he thrust forward while still holding her tight.

“Fuck.”

In a sensual, repeated pulse, he ejaculated.

Long minutes later, when it was over, and her breathing had returned to normal, he hadn’t moved. Instead, he kept his possessive hold on her.

In her relationships, scenes mostly ended when the man climaxed.

But Master Niles refused to let her go.

“I appreciate how responsive you are.” He dropped a kiss on the side of her neck, rocking a shiver through her.

“I appreciate how generous you are, Sir.”

Slowly, he released her shoulder. Rather than move away, he brushed her hair to one side then trailed his fingertips down her spine.

Only then did he pull all the way out and step back.

In the absence of any instruction, she stayed where she was. Not that she was capable of moving, at any rate.

“Are you okay for a second?” he asked, his voice gruff with an emotion she couldn’t name.

“Of course, Sir.”

The absence of his body heat, combined with her physical exertion, left her chilled.

Across the room, water ran and splashed in the sink, and she didn’t have the energy to lift her head to watch him.

Seconds later, he returned with a warm, damp cloth that he pressed against her pussy, dabbing her swollen flesh.

“How are you doing?” he asked.

“That feels nice. Thank you, Sir.” No wonder the man’s production company was so successful.

If models and actresses were taken care of so well, no doubt they’d want to return.

“Let me get you out of this spreader bar.”

He crouched behind her to release her, and the metal clattered against the floor.

Before standing, he rubbed her ankles. “You’re spoiling me, Sir.”

“As it should be.”

He continued to massage his way up her legs to her buttocks, then her back and shoulders before helping her to stand upright.

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