Mine to Keep (13 page)

Gabriel wanted to give her as much of her scene as possible without crossing any lines. Her trust meant so much to him.

“Yes, sir.” He kissed her neck while thumbing her nipples. Gabriel took the nubs between his fingers and tweaked the tips. Her gasp filled the air. He knew how sensitive her nipples were. Her pussy would be wet by the time he got to finger her. Gabriel moved his hands down her body, touching circles over her stomach. Her tummy quivered under his touch. He chuckled, kissing her neck as she tilted her head to the side to give him better access.

Happy with her response to him, he pushed his fingers through her creamy, wet slit. She cried out, her hips thrusting against his hand. Amy was always responsive to his touch. He knew she was close after moments of flicking her clit. At the peak, he moved away. Gabriel pushed two fingers inside her.

She was swimming with juice.

Gabriel continued to tease her, applying more pressure to her clit until she reached that point and then pulling away, denying her. All the time, he changed the strength of his grip and where he held her. At times he held her hips, tummy, or thighs. He never stopped talking to her and encouraging her. They’d agreed to always talk to each other.

“How are you feeling, Amy?” he asked. Perspiration coated her skin. She shook from head to toe. Her hips kept thrusting out to meet his touch. He knew he wouldn’t hold back much longer. He loved her so much.

“I want to come, sir.”

Gabriel gave her the orgasm she craved. Her cries echoed round the room as her release washed over her. He loved watching her orgasm. It was the highlight of his evening.

He smiled. “You’ve made me proud tonight, Amy. You’ve trusted me like I asked you to.” He kissed her neck, pulling his hands away from her body.

Her thighs were coated in her cum, and she was covered in a sheen of sweat. Gabriel knew that was enough for tonight. He didn’t care what William thought. They were two different men, and Gabriel knew she was ready to be released. His clothes were flung on the floor. He ripped the silk from her hands and turned her to face him. Tears fell from her eyes and down her cheeks. He held her close, kissing her lips.

“I love you, I love you, I love you,” he said over and over and over again. The words meant so much to him. All his life he’d wanted a woman he could devote his time to, and Amy was that woman. The love of his life.

“I love you, too, Gabriel. Fuck me, please.”

He laid her on the bed, her legs opening wide to accept him. Gabriel grabbed his cock and pushed inside her in one smooth thrust. She cried out, her cream coating his dick as he rode her hard and fast. She screamed, and he sucked each nipple in turn, riding the pleasure with her.

“That’s it, baby. Come for me. Let me hear you scream for it.”

She held him inside her body as he pleasured her, teasing her clit until she shattered around him. Gabriel held her through her climax. He knew she’d have plenty more. She hadn’t come down from the first one before another was gripping her. He forced her to ride the pleasure. She raked his back with her nails, and he relished the feel of the burn from her passion. He pressed his thumb to her clit, his own release moments away.

“Come for me, Amy,” he said.

She screamed as another release crashed through her. Gabriel felt her cunt tighten around him in flutters, her cum soaking over his dick. He fucked her hard and growled when his sperm shot into her womb. Amy collapsed under him.

She had passed out from the pleasure. Gabriel kissed her on the lips, neck, and chest. She came ‘round a few minutes later, smiling at him.

“I love you, Gabriel Anderson,” she said.

“I love you, too, Amy Anderson.”

They smiled together, lost in their own little world.

Gabriel helped her up and covered her body before he turned to his friend. The pain on William’s face could be easily seen.

“I look forward to both of you visiting my club. I’ve still got to think of a name. Club is a little boring,” William said.

“Thank you.” Amy went to his friend and gave him a hug.

“I’ll see him out.”

“Are you sure we’re allowed in your club even though we’re not true members in the lifestyle?” Gabriel asked when he knew they were out of ear-shot.

“She would learn a great deal by watching people. I look forward to seeing both of you there. You know the lifestyle is not just about participation. You’re my friend, Gabriel.”

Gabriel led William down the stairs to the front door. “Keep a hold of her, Gabriel. A woman like Amy is hard to find.”

“You’ll find a woman for yourself, William. I know it.”

His friend tapped him on the shoulder and left. Amy was waiting for him in their bed. She smiled at him, opening her arms to receive him.

“That was amazing,” she said. “Way better than anything I’ve read.”

He chuckled. “You were amazing.”

“Did you enjoy it?”

He cupped her cheek. “Never doubt how much I enjoy being with you. By being my woman, you make me happy. No other woman would do, Amy. You’re mine to keep.”

She kissed him. The rest of the night he held her in his arms. They made love. He couldn’t believe how much he’d changed. The playroom never entered his head now, where at one point he would never have been able to live without it. He knew it was only a matter of time before he got rid of the room. Everything he needed was in his arms. If she wanted to play they had each other and the club. For Amy, he knew there was nothing he wouldn’t do to make her happy.

William drove home thinking about Amy and Gabriel. His friends had found true love. In all of his years as a dominant, he’d never been able to find the right woman for him. No woman wanted to be his submissive permanently. He wanted a woman for the rest of his life, but he needed for her to be submissive all the time.

When he walked into his club, he saw the girl Daisy seated at the bar. She’d been visiting his club for the past couple of weeks. She looked sad and lonely. He had known very little about her at the time and had had her investigated. She was the daughter of Tracey McAllister and had caused some trouble for the Steer brothers’ wife, Anna.

He walked over to the bar and took a seat next to her. She looked young. He glanced at the man serving at the bar. Peter Miller had signed up for a job inside his club as well as to practice the fine art of domination. William was training the younger man.

She kept glancing at William, her hand shaking when she picked up her glass.

“What brings you to my club?” he asked.

“I don’t know. It beats being at home with my mother. I fucking hate that woman.” William saw the tears fall down her cheeks.

“And you find this place more enjoyable?” Her hands looked soft, but when she turned her palm over, he saw how work-roughened they were.

“This place doesn’t have all that negative shit that comes with my mother. Every day it is the same curses and slander of everyone I know. Laura, Anna, and Amy are always on the tip of her tongue. I liked Anna in school, and because I listened to the crap spilling from my own parents’ lips, she won’t even talk to me.” She took another sip of her drink. “I deserve it. I was a bitch.”

She tossed the glass back. She passed the glass back to Peter. “Can I have a refill?”

“Daisy, I think you should be getting home.”

“No. Not after what that woman told me today. Please, I need another fucking refill.”

William was intrigued by the stirring in his blood. Her bad language could be curbed with the right amount of training. He nodded his head at Peter to refill her glass.

“Do you mind me asking what’s on your mind?” he asked her.

Daisy stared at him. Her eyes were glazed over. “You’re the new guy in town right? The man who is interested in beating women or whatever they’re calling this place?”

“Not entirely true, but I don’t expect people to understand what they refuse to learn.”

“That’s true. CapeFalls refuses to learn no matter what.”

Peter handed her the drink, which she took in one long gulp.

“Another.”

William stared at Peter.

“Look, guys, don’t you think I deserve it?” Daisy asked.

“Tell me why, and then I’ll consider letting my man here get you another drink,” William said turning to her.

“I need the drink because I just found out from my mother that I’m related to the Steer brothers.” William frowned. “I’m Paul and David Steer’s half fucking sister.”

“Get her a drink, and get me a phone,” William said to Peter.

The End