Page 22 of Lustful Secrets
He gives her a few more smacks with the flogger, each one harder than the last. Her skin is stinging, but she feels strangelyaroused by the pain. She finds herself moaning out loud despite herself and she feels the pleasure start to build inside her. He knows just when to increase the intensity of his blows so that she is nearly spinning out of control, and when to back off. Soon enough, she is coming for him a second time - the pleasure rippling through her body like a tsunami.
Sebastian pulls off the blindfold and looks at her with a pleased expression.
"You did so well," he purrs.
"Did I? I came again."
"Yes, you did and it was beautiful." Sebastian crawls on the bed beside her. "Come here, Mallory."
She straddles his lap. "I want you to sink your wet pussy on my cock and milk it dry for me."
Mallory gasps. "Yes, sir."
Slowly, she lowers herself onto his cock, inch by inch as her body trembles in pleasure. They move in perfect rhythm, her hips gyrating sensually as their skin slaps together.
"You have my permission to come at any time."
The pleasure growing inside her is unbearable and soon enough an orgasm rips through her body as she screams impossibly loud. He follows moments later, his body arching as his release spills into her.
Once the last of the pleasure subsides, he pulls her against him, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead.
"You are an amazing submissive, Mallory," he murmurs. "You please me all too well."
Mallory smiles, snuggling closer to his body. She feels a sense of peace and contentment unlike anything she has ever felt before. Sebastian is masterful with her body, and she trusts him enough to give herself to him completely. "I'm glad you're pleased, sir."
Chapter Seventeen
The private jet touches down at the Parisian airport, and Mallory feels a mixture of excitement and anticipation as they disembark. The city of romance awaits them, yet there is a new development that has caught her off guard.
As they make their way through the airport, Mallory can't help but notice the subtle change in their itinerary. When they arrive at the luxurious hotel they are to stay at, the receptionist informs them of their suite.
"Mr. Black," the receptionist begins, "you and your guest will be in the Presidential Suite. It offers two separate bedrooms, each with its own bathroom, as per your request."
Mallory's heart sinks slightly at the mention of separate bedrooms. She turns to Sebastian once they are alone in the elevator, her expression a mix of disappointment and curiosity. "Why separate bedrooms? I thought we would be sharing a suite."
Sebastian regards her with a calm demeanor. "Mallory, I never share a room with a submissive."
Mallory blinks, processing his statement. She isn't sure why she had thought they would be sharing a room. They aren't a typical boyfriend/girlfriend couple. He is her boss, her father'sbest friend. He is only showing her this lifestyle. Eventually he will move on and so will she.
So, why does she feel so heartbroken at this idea?
Sebastian continues to speak, explaining, "In the BDSM lifestyle, certain protocols and boundaries are observed. It's important to maintain a clear distinction between our roles, especially when we are traveling for business."
Mallory has a flash of understanding and a hint of curiosity about this new aspect of Sebastian's life. "I see. So, this is about maintaining professional boundaries."
Sebastian nods again. "Exactly. It's essential to maintain the dynamics of our relationship. In the private bedroom, we can explore our personal connection, but in public spaces and shared accommodations, we must adhere to certain protocols."
Mallory nods, her disappointment easing as she understands the rationale behind Sebastian's decision. "I appreciate you explaining it to me."
Sebastian smiles, his gaze warm. "I want you to be comfortable and informed, Mallory. This trip is not just about business but also about deepening our connection and trust."
With their accommodation settled, they proceed to their suite, where the bedrooms are indeed separate, but the shared living spaces promise comfort and luxury. As they settle in, Mallory can't help but appreciate the thought and care that Sebastian has put into ensuring their trip maintains the balance between their professional and personal lives.
The Presidential Suite at the luxurious Parisian hotel is a breathtaking sanctuary of opulence and sophistication. As Mallory and Sebastian enter, they are immediately immersed in an ambiance of elegance that speaks of timeless luxury.
The spacious living room is adorned with rich, warm hues of gold and cream, creating an inviting and regal atmosphere. Sumptuous velvet sofas and plush armchairs surround a marblecoffee table, and intricate chandeliers hang from the ceiling, casting a soft, golden glow that adds to the room's enchantment.
Large windows adorned with heavy, silk drapes allow ample natural light to filter in, bathing the room in a soft, romantic radiance. However, it is the balcony that steals the show.
