Brie Surrenders her Heart (After Graduation, #8) (27 page)

Sir undressed behind her as Tono removed his clothing in front of her. She admired the Asian Dom’s toned body, a perfect male specimen according to her own specifications. And now she was going to watch him in action, with her best friend, no less. It was all kinds of erotic!

Tono looked up with those chocolate-brown eyes and she suddenly felt like a deer in headlights, caught by their connection. Her heartbeat increased as both men took their positions. It was almost like watching a mirror as she felt Sir’s hands on her waist and saw Tono grab onto Lea’s hips.

Brie lowered her gaze and stared at Lea. This was it—they were going to be pounded at the same time, by two gorgeous Doms, while facing each other.

It’s good to be me…

Sir forced Brie to arch her back more, and then penetrated her slowly until he found an angle he liked. He traced her brand with his finger, causing her pussy to contract around his cock. “No mercy for my goddess.”

Sir grunted as he rammed his cock deep inside, the head of his shaft rubbing hard against her swollen G-spot. Brie screamed into her gag while her body invited the ferocity of it—
needed
it, in fact.

Lea’s eyes widened as Tono began his own thrusting. Lea’s breasts bounced crazily as he pounded with fervor. Neither Dom was taking it easy tonight.

Brie screamed into the gag again as the crest she had been teetering on for hours completely overwhelmed her and she experienced what she could only describe as a full-body orgasm. Every part of her body seemed to tense almost to breaking point, and then explode in orgasmic release—from the tips of her toes up the entire length of her spine, to the individual hairs on her head.

Tears fell freely as she rode the intense tidal wave of pleasure.

Lea’s face had screwed up in her own orgasm, but Brie’s lasted far longer—far, far longer.

Sir finally pulled out and instructed her to breathe in deeply. She heard him coating his shaft in lubricant. It could only mean one thing…

Brie almost shut her eyes in pleasure when she felt him press against her sphincter, but Sir had given her specific instructions. She opened them and concentrated on Lea’s pupils as he eased his hard shaft into her ass. Sir gave sexy, stinging slaps on her ass cheeks as he forced himself in deeper.

Just as he had before, Sir thrust leisurely until he found the perfect spot. He chuckled when he finally found it.

Brie tensed, but he murmured, “Relax, babygirl, relax…” He turned her head to kiss her. Once she had surrendered to him, his lips were fierce and demanding.

Sir grabbed a fistful of her hair, pulling her head back as he began thrusting into her with powerful strokes, over and over again. Reality blurred as primal sensations took hold. His cock was hitting her G-spot, but from a different angle, causing a different reaction. As soon as he stopped, her pussy caught up, gushing with liquid as it clamped down in a rhythmic dance.

Brie stared at Lea, but struggled to focus. As soon as the last contraction had ended, Sir started up again. It didn’t take long for her body to respond with another, equally powerful orgasm.

Brie shook her head in disbelief. She knew her body well. Normally, with each consecutive orgasm the intensity and pleasure decreased, but not this time. She looked at Lea in wonder as Sir began again. There was no question he was going to make her gush for him a third time.

He started pounding again, and had no problem bringing her to that point almost immediately. She whimpered as another orgasm rocked her body and her pussy released a smaller ejaculation than before.

“We’re getting close,” he growled.

Close to what?

Sir began playing with her clit as he slowly caressed her ass with his shaft. It was too much, and she stiffened in a long, drawn-out orgasm.

Help me…
Brie pleaded silently to her friend.

Sir commanded, “Come for me, téa.”

At only the lightest pressure on her clit, with his cock filling her ass, Brie came for him again.

“Again.”

Brie shook her head in astonishment as her pussy orgasmed on command, stealing her conscious thought with its intensity. Subspace called and she entered willingly, letting the tingly feeling take over while her body continued to listen and respond to Sir. Pure bliss and a level of heightened serenity carried Brie deeper within as Sir pounded into her again.

Everything fell away as she
became
sensation and found a whole new world to explore…

“Téa…”

A light tapping on her cheek caught her attention, and she listened more carefully.

“Téa… Open your eyes.”

They fluttered open of their own accord, and she gazed into the loving eyes of her Master. She tried to smile, but her muscles were too relaxed to respond.

Sir leaned over and kissed her. “I sometimes wonder just how far you fly from me, babygirl.”

She struggled to turn her head and saw they were lying on Tono’s floor mat. The candles had been blown out and the room was dark except for a single tealight.

“Sir,” she croaked.

He put his finger against her lips. “No need to talk. Now that I have you back, we can go home.”

Home.

When Sir picked her up, she realized she had been wrapped back into the smooth silk of her black kimono. She laid her head against his chest and smiled.

“Did you enjoy yourself?”

She nodded.

“How were your climaxes?”

She was silent for a few moments, trying to find the word she wanted to share. “Legendary.”

…On the Way to the Theater

T
he night she had been waiting for all her life had finally come—the premiere of her first film, her
baby.
A film she hoped would change the world in some small, but positive way.

People were going to see more than just a simple documentary. The film revealed Brie’s personal transformation from the shell of a girl she had been into the fully actualized woman she was now. Would people recognize the significant, soul-level change or only see the kink? As Sir zipped up the back of her blood red gown, Brie suddenly felt a twinge of fear.

“What’s wrong, téa?”

She turned around with tears in her eyes. “What if they don’t understand? What if they don’t get it, Sir?”

“It’s the risk you take. You cannot force people to see what you see. All you can do is present your truth to them.”

She swallowed hard. “For the first time, Sir…” Brie gazed into his confident eyes, “I’m scared.”

He smiled as he put his hand under her chin and tilted her head higher. “Why did you make this film?”

“To share a new world of desires and a level of satisfaction people might not know exists.”

“Do you feel your documentary accomplishes that?”

She gave a half-smile, understanding where he was heading with the question. “Yes, Sir, I do.”

“Then whatever happens tonight, it will have gone well enough, agreed?”

Brie pressed her forehead into his chest. “Well enough…” she echoed. “But if it were up to me, I would prefer ‘well enough’ to mean a huge success, with lots of positive press and millions of enthusiastic fans.”

Lifting her chin again, he asked in a serious tone. “Is that why you did it?” His intense gaze pierced her soul and the arrow of truth flew straight into her heart.

“No, Sir.”

“Do not waste your energies on the unimportant.”

She tiptoed to kiss Sir’s firm lips. “As always, you give me the perspective I need. Thank you, Sir.”

“This journey we embark on tonight will be a challenge, I’m certain of it. But I said it once and I will say it again, so that we are clear. No matter how this affects our lives, I’m proud to stand with you in this moment.”

A lone tear escaped Brie’s eye and rolled down her perfectly made-up face. Sir brushed it away with his thumb. “Exude elegance and poise, confident in the knowledge you are mine, Brie.”

She smiled, remembering he had said those words the night of her collaring.

He returned her smile and announced, “I have a surprise for you.”

She was grateful for any distraction, thinking he’d gotten her flowers or jewelry. “What is it, Sir?”

“Your parents are joining us tonight. They’re on their way here as we speak.”

She swallowed hard, trying to keep the shock from her face. “My parents?”

“I asked them to come and support you tonight.”

“And my dad agreed?” Brie asked, unable to believe it.

He nodded as he turned her back around and placed a delicate chain around her neck. “They may not care for the path you have chosen, but their love for you remains constant.”

She touched the necklace, noticing that it fit right under the collar she wore as if it were a part of it. “What’s this?”

“A little reminder,” he said, kissing the nape of her neck.

Brie walked over to the wall mirror to look at it. The intricate piece rested on her collarbone. She leaned closer to see the silhouette of two condors in flight, their wings outstretched and touching, connected to one another.

She was in awe. “Where did you find this?”

“I had it made for you.”

“It matches the collar so perfectly, Sir. I…” She turned to face him. “There will never be a more perfect gift.” Brie glanced in the mirror again, smiling as she touched the condors. She believed the necklace held the same significance as a wedding band.

She put her hands on Sir’s chest and gazed up at him. “I love you, Thane Davis.” Her insides fluttered as she said his given name.

He leaned down and kissed her. “I love you too, Brie Bennett, with all the fierceness of a condor.”

She could feel the light pressure of the birds on her neck when she kissed him back. Whatever happened, nothing could touch her. She was protected by Sir’s love.

The ride in the limo was miserably silent. Despite the fact that her parents had come to support Brie, it was obvious they hadn’t changed their minds about Sir or the BDSM lifestyle. She could feel the judgment rolling off her father in waves. He refused to acknowledge Sir and it mortified Brie.

She looked around the spacious limousine and shuddered. Nothing good ever came out of a limo ride.

Sir had insisted they act vanilla in front of her parents. It made for a strained and difficult trip. Brie was nervous about the premiere, so she placed her hand on Sir’s thigh for comfort, although she would have preferred to be at his feet.

Brie tried to kill the deafening silence by forcing a conversation. “So Mom, did you watch my film?”

Her mother gave her father an uneasy glance before answering. “I did…”

“And what did you think?”

“Frankly, I found it shocking.”

“Is that all?” Brie asked leaning forward, hoping to hear something positive from her lips.

“I like your friend Lea.”

Brie sat back, disappointed that was all her mother had to say. She looked out of the window and said, “Yes, Lea is a funny girl.”

“Will all the men who used you be there?” her father asked coldly.

She turned towards him, looking her father directly in the eye. “The men who helped train and support me will be there. If you have nothing nice to say to them, say nothing at all. They do
not
deserve your contempt.”