Under any other circumstance, I’d be drawing this out, but I need it just as much as she does. I don’t even know why. The desire to command her pleasure is visceral.
We become animals with a primal need to rip release from each other’s bodies. “That’s it, pet. Take it all.”
She grabs my hair, tugging me down as her lips find mine, and we crash over the edge together, my orgasm hitting so hard it’s borderline painful, and I fucking love it.
“Fuck.Celest!”
She screams my name as we ride the aftershock, a sheen of sweat covering our skin as we collapse into a heap of tangled limbs.
Chapter 10
CELEST
Every nerve ending in my body sings as the aftermath of release pulses through me. I knew I needed a good lay, but holy shit. A laugh bursts from me, the relief is so great. I’m breathless and boneless in post-coital bliss.
“This isn’t the reaction I’m used to when I fuck a woman for the first time. Or ever.” He pushes up onto his elbow, studying my face, the furrow of his brow telling me he’s not happy. My mind immediately goes to the worst place. I’m a lousy lay. “What’s so funny?”
“I needed that… so much. Oh my God, I really needed that,” I say with delight, throwing my arm over my face. It’s embarrassing how happy I am right now.
Flex caresses the back of my hand with his before coaxing me to drop my arm. When my eyes find his, he has a genuine smile that I’ve never seen before. I expect him to be so self-satisfied like every other Dom. He’s always so confident, oozing sex appeal. “You’re beautiful.”
My breath hitches, taken aback by such a simple compliment.
“I…” My mind goes blank.
“You’re welcome,” he says with a sly wink.There he is—the Flex everyone knows and loves.
“Thank you.”
“I should punish you for having to be told to express your gratitude.”
“Yes, Master. Whatever you see fit.” A thrill courses through me, butterflies taking flight in my stomach. I know he’s just taking pity on me, but I need it. Apparently, I have no pride left.
“Dealer’s choice. This is a one-time-only offer. You can pick your poison tonight. What’s your favorite punishment?” To anyone outside the lifestyle, that is a horrifying question, but for me, it’s my love language. Ridiculous, I know. Most women want flowers or jewelry. Kisses and caresses. I love all of those things, but hands down, I’m always going to be more grateful for a punishment. I don’t want to delve into why I am this way. I know why, but I’ve learned in my years as a submissive that my pleasure is valid. Whatever I derive pleasure from, even if it’s pain.
“I want you to…” I hesitate.
“Celest, you can do and say anything in this room. You can ask foranything.”
“So, if I asked you to bring another man in here and have you both fuck me at once…”
“Is that really what you want, pet?” he says as he trails his fingers over my breasts and down my stomach. His voice is dripping with sex.
“Not tonight.”
With a sly grin and mischief dancing in his eyes, his fingers move lower, a whisper of a caress where I want it most. “Then what do you want from me tonight, pet?” He lowers his head to my stomach, pressing a gentle kiss against my skin, giving me goose bumps.
“I want you to tie me to this bed and flog me.”
“Blindfold or not?” He really is letting me choose. I know it won’t happen twice, so I am quick to answer.
“No. I want to see you while you dominate me. I want to see myself helpless as you punish me.”
He flips me onto my back, straddling me within seconds. Flex grabs my wrists and positions them before pulling restraints from each side of the headboard. “Your wish is my command.”
Making quick work of tying my wrists, he slowly makes his way down my body, stopping to kiss his way to my waist before leaving me wanting more. He slips off the bed and grabs my ankles, tugging me down the bed until my wrist restraints bite.
“Still sure you want to be at my mercy?” I watch as he reaches for the ankle restraints. A growing ache between my thighs is only heightened when he splays my legs and fixes them in place. There’s no give—no way to relieve my growing arousal.