Page 16 of Her Royal Master
My heart raced, although I only think half of it was fear.The rest was pure thrill.He moved to arrange a bolster perpendicular to the foot of the bed.I didn’t understand the positioning, but my mind was still racing in circles around thetake it in the asspart.I was an anal virgin.Sexback therewasn’t something that had ever interested me.
“I-I can’t.I’ve never… um—”
He walked to the side of the bed.“I know you haven’t.”The corners of his lips quirked as he patted the bolster.“Lie over this.Head this way.”He pointed to the space in front of him.
“D-don’t I get a safeword or something?Or did I sign all those rights away on those documents?”The damned paperwork I hadn’t read.
He lifted a brow.“That document Allegra signed?The one that listed her hard limits and safeword?”
My shoulders slumped.“Yes?”I tried.
“I can get you a fresh contract, love.You’ll sign the NDA and let me know all your limits so I won’t cross them.Is anal one of them?”
He knew I wasn’t going to sign anything.So he had me.No safeword, no definition of limits.I was at his mercy.
Did I trust him?
Honestly, I never trusted a man.My dad walked out on us when I was eight and never came back.Left us destitute, my mom scrambling to find work to keep a roof over our heads.He didn’t even pay child support until she went to Legal Aid and got help filing a lawsuit.I think he only settled because he didn’t want the judges in courts where he practiced finding out what an asshole he was.
I’d never trusted Derek to be the man I needed him to be.I’d taken a job in another city to delay the inevitability of that realization.
But this form of trust was different.Harder, but also easier.It wasn’t relying on a man to stick around.To be a part of my life.
It was intimate and terrifying.Trusting him with my body.
So did I?
I thought he’d spanked me too hard, but already that pain had turned into no more than a hot pulse, one that echoed the one between my thighs.He hadn’t gone too far, even though it had seemed that way in the moment.
Now he waited, patient with me and my indecision.Though he’d made it sound like I had no choice, he wasn’t forcing me, wasn’t tying me down and making me do it.He stood several feet away and waited for me to take the position he’d commanded.
“W-will it hurt?”
His lips twitched.“Only if you fight it.It’s an exercise in surrender, baby.You give yourself over to me, I’ll make it good.”
My nipples tightened and pussy squeezed.“Promise?”
This time he didn’t hide his smile.“You’re so fucking adorable.Come here, and I’ll show you.”
Warmth flooded my face and filled my chest as I launched myself into position.
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Darius
Damn, what this girl did to me.She softened the sadist, brought out my most protective side, the caretaking dom.Hell, with a girl like this, I’d even let her call meDaddy.Funny, after the debacle with Madison, I hadn’t thought I’d ever even want to share myself with a woman again.
And this one definitely didn’t deserve my sympathies.I didn’t buy her tale about wanting fresh air.She was snooping around, researching for her story.But when I’d held her throat and felt the way she trembled against my body, I just couldn’t harden myself against her.
Soothing her became a necessity.Pleasuring her a divine order.Punishing her was the icing on the cake.
I rummaged in my toy box for lube and a vibrator, the kind with the clit attachment, and returned to my position at the side of the bed.Chelsea had assumed the position, her reddened ass in the air, arms tucked under her breasts, face planted in the covers like she was afraid to watch.
“Eyes on me, baby,” I commanded and unbuttoned my jeans.
She lifted her head, and her eyes widened as she realized my intent.I freed my aching cock directly in front of her lips.Like a good girl, she parted them and let me in.
I shuddered with pleasure as her mouth closed around the head of my cock, and her tongue lapped the underside.Balling my fist in her hair, I urged her to take me deeper.“Good girl,” my guttural tones gave away the depth of my need.
