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Yes, yes, yes!

One finger dipped between her ass cheeks and he tapped on the anal plug, sending her straight into oblivion when he whispered, “Come for me, Liss.”

She screamed his name as she came apart at the seams, her cum coating his cock as he rode her hard from behind. Panting with exertion, she relaxed for a second before he bent over her back and removed his still hard cock from her pussy.

“You need to do something. I’m going to remove the plug. When I say, push.” His fingers gripped the edges and tugged slightly making her hiss in response. “Ready? I’m going to pull this on three. Push when I say. One, two, three.”

The plug came out with a pop and the ring of muscles puckered with the cooler air hitting it.

“You have no idea how sexy this is. Your hole is open and waiting for me. I’m going to fuck your ass, Liss.”

His cock bumped against the ring of muscles and she sucked in a ragged breath as he slowly penetrated her.

A tortured groan fell from his lips when he pushed partly in. “You okay?”

“Yeah. Just do it. I want all of you.”

“Hold on, babe.” He slid all the way inside and stopped. “You are so tight.”

“I’ve never had a man there before.”

“I’m sorry. You should have told me and I would have prepared you better.”

“Doesn’t matter. It’s fantastic.”

One finger swept around her from behind and when he started to rock his hips, fucking her ass, he toggled the hard little nub between her legs.

“Good?” he whispered against her neck

“Fuck yes. Please.”

“Make me come. Please, Sir.”

“My pleasure, little sub.”

His pelvis slapped against her butt, forcing his cock deep inside and the sensation of having him there was like nothing she’d ever experienced. The pleasure bordered on pain, but the stiff cock driving into her from behind had her teetering on the edge within seconds. “Come apart for me. Milk my cock with your ass.”

The climax zinged up her legs in a flash, washing over her and sending her pussy quivering shortly before she screamed and cum slid down the inside of her thigh. One finger scooped some up and slipped it across her clit as he continued to pound at her from behind until she came apart again and he let go of his own restraint.

Warm breath caressed the back of her neck when he pressed against her and sighed.

“You are absolutely incredible,” he whispered.

A small smile lifted the corners of her mouth. “Thank you.”

After a hearty groan, he unsheathed his cock from her and stood. The cool air of the living room washed over her butt when he slipped a finger inside her vagina and smeared their mingled cum across her ass.

She moved to stand, but he placed a firm hand on the back of her neck.

Smack!

Skin quivered and he massaged her stinging cheek with his hand before it came down again.

Smack!

“Do you know why I’m punishing you?”

Smack!

Another slow caress of his hand before he said, “You took it upon yourself to take care of my needs.”

Smack!

“A Dom never loses control.”

“But I wanted to give you what you needed.”

Smack!

“I know what I need. If I wanted you to suck my cock under the table, I would have told you to do that. If I wanted to fuck you right there, I would have. If I wanted to you stroke my cock and make me come in your hand, I would have told you to.”

Tears rolled down her cheeks as she murmured, “I’m sorry.”

“Punishment is concluded.” He brought her up in front of him and wiped the tears from her face. “I love you. You have to believe that.”

“Come.” Grasping her hand in his, he led her toward the bedroom, flipped down the comforter and sheets before he crawled in and snuggled her against his side. She laid her head on his shoulder and stroked the hair beneath her cheek.

“Relax, little sub. You’ll learn.”

“I love you, Drew.”

“I love you, too. Please don’t ever forget that.”

* * * *

The sun rose bright the next morning, filtering through the blinds on the windows, dragging him from the deepest, best sleep he’d had in ages. The warm butt snuggled to his pelvis made him smile as he opened his eyes.

“Good morning, Sir.” She wiggled her ass and he had to stifle a groan.

“My little sub must be up for more of the crop this morning.” His fingers slid over her butt and dove between her legs to find her wet. “Someone’s hot and ready for her Master.” He removed his hand and swung his legs over the side of the bed. “But, we need to talk.” The concern in her eyes tore at his heart, but he needed to make sure she understood what it meant to love him. “Get dressed, little sub and go make coffee. I’ll be out in a minute or two.” Disappearing into the bathroom, he shut the door firmly between them giving her the chance to do his bidding.

He shaved, combed his hair, brushed his teeth and generally took care of personal business before he headed for the kitchen in nothing more than his worn jeans.

Stopping at the doorway, he leaned against the doorjamb and watched her putter around the kitchen. The coffee was brewing and she peeked into the refrigerator, her ass stuck up in the air, tempting him to make her drop her panties and take her just like that.

“Anything interesting?”

With a startled squeak, she spun around to face him.

“I like the other position better, but this will do, too,” he said, coming toward her. He captured her lips with his and slipped his arm around her waist as he deepened the kiss, sweeping his tongue between her lips. After several minutes of kissing her luscious mouth, he lifted his head to stare into her eyes.

One palm skimmed across his smooth cheek and she whispered, “You shaved.”

“Mmm. I don’t want to whisker burn you.”

“But I like the roughness of your whiskers on certain places.”

She’s being cheeky. I love it.

“Are you being obstinate, sub?”

“No sir. Stating a fact.”

“What would you like for breakfast, Sir?”

“You’re learning, my pet.”

“There are several things in the refrigerator to make.”

“I know. I had one of my local buddies stock it before we got up here.”

“Tell me what you would like.”

“How about an omelet? I believe ham, eggs and cheese were on my grocery list.”

“Excellent choice, Sir.” She turned and headed back for the refrigerator to grab the ingredients.

She’s got this part down. How about if I push a few buttons?

“Strip,” he demanded in a low growl.

“I want you to cook without your clothes. What part of that don’t you understand, pet?”

She blinked several times before she reached for the t-shirt she’d slipped on and whipped it over her head.

“The underwear, too.”

Capturing her lip between her teeth, she slowly worked the material down her hips before it dropped at her feet in a pool of silk.

“Can I continue with making breakfast, Sir?”

He dropped into the nearby chair at the dining room table before he answered, “You may.”

Whipping the eggs in the bowl made her breasts jiggle and he had to fight the groan rumbling in his chest. Drew wanted nothing more than to scoop her up, deposit her on the table in front of him, slide into her sweet pussy and fuck her until they were both satisfied.

When breakfast had completed cooking, they both sat at the table with large, fluffy omelets in front of them and perfectly toasted bread.

“You’re a good cook.”

“Thank you. Can I put my clothes back on?”

He shot her a raised eyebrow and she repeated her thanks, but added the Sir on the end. Her reward was a quick kiss to her lips and an agreement to allow her to put on her clothes. After he’d balanced some of the food on his fork, he leaned toward her and positioned it near her mouth.
I wonder if she has any idea how much a Dom loves to feed his sub. Mmm…probably not.

Her tongue shot out and swiped across her lips before she opened them and allowed him to stick the fork inside. Gut clenching, he watched her sweep the cheesy eggs from the fork as her eyes dilated and held his own.

“You missed a spot,” he whispered as he bent over and licked the side of her mouth.

Sucking in a sharp breath, she cleared her throat when he sat back in his seat. “You wanted to talk?”

Wiping the remaining eggs and cheese from her lips with his napkin had him almost coming in his jeans until he cleared his throat and said, “I want you to understand what being with me, a Dom, means.”

“No you don’t—not really, but I will explain. I love you and if you love me, you have to trust me to know what your needs are. My wants and desires come from making sure you get your needs met. You will learn over time to anticipate my desires in different aspects of our lives. I know you’re not a sub 24/7. You need to be in control at work and I respect that part of your personality. Submission to me means in our personal lives. I am your teacher when it comes to what your body requires, but we also must set limits to our relationship.”

“I’m not sure I understand, Sir.”

“You enjoy my hand and the crop, spanking you until you are screaming for release. There are many different implements that can be used for punishment. Canes, floggers, paddles, etc. Do you understand what I mean?”

“Yes, Sir. Punishment comes from your displeasure. If I’ve done something to displease you, I will be punished.”

“Not necessarily displeases me, Liss. I enjoy you taking the initiative sometimes, but not where your safety and your beautiful body are concerned. I will never do anything to harm you and good things are rewarded.”

She nodded her understanding.

“We need to set a safe word.”

“A word that is not used in our everyday lives that tells me you’re at the limit of your tolerance. Don’t get me wrong. It is only to be used when you can’t or don’t want to continue with our play.”

“I guess I’m confused, Sir.”

He pulled her into his lap and his hand wandered down her back.

“Say I’ve got you tied to the bed, spread eagle and licking your pussy until you’ve climaxed three times already. The vibrator is inside your ass and you can’t stand it anymore, so you cum again.”

Her eyes widened and her breathing sped up along with her heart rate. He could feel it pounding against her back where his hand rested.

“Now. I’ve rolled you over because you came when I told you not to and I’m using my hand to spank you. Your ass cheeks are bright red and stinging. Tears are rolling down your face and you can’t take anymore so you use your safe word and I stop immediately. I will never push you beyond what you can tolerate and I will never harm you. I will always take care of you.”

“You’ll stop if I use my safe word?”

Lips pressed into a thing line and her gaze shot over his shoulder for a few moments as she contemplated this new development. He waited on baited breath, letting her decide for herself what she would be willing to give him.

When her gaze returned to his face, he released his breath in a rush at the acceptance he read in her eyes.

“What shall I use?”

“Whatever you want, babe, but it should be a word you don’t use in everyday conversations so we don’t get confused by your use of it outside of our play.”

“Mmm…let’s see. Let me think a moment.” She stood up and walked to the front window, presenting him with her back while he waited.

With a bright smile on her face, she turned around to face him and said, “Turtle.”

He nodded his acceptance. “One other thing we must discuss.”

“There’s more?”

“Yes, much more, but for now, this will do. If we are playing and I have you tied or whatever, if I ask, you will tell me green for it’s okay to proceed, yellow for we might need to back off a little or red if you are completely uncomfortable and can’t continue with the scene. You can use red or turtle interchangeably and I will stop. In the use of your safe word or lack of, you can scream whatever you wish, like ‘stop’ but I won’t unless you use our agreed-upon word. Do you understand, Liss?”

“Good girl. Now, come here. I want to play.”

Chapter Eight

After they’d made love on the dining room table until she could hardly walk, they moved into the bedroom and took a short nap. Lissa had awakened before Drew and decided to take a hot shower before he awoke so she slipped out from under his arm and took in a thankful breath when he didn’t stir.

Grabbing some clean clothing, she slipped into the bathroom, turned on the shower and sighed when she walked under the warm water. She tipped her head back, wetting her hair and stood silently for a moment with her eyes closed, letting it sluice over her shoulders and down between her breasts. Her eyes popped open and she squealed when Drew’s mouth closed over her pert nipple. The squeak turned into a moan as he sucked and nipped at the hard nub with his teeth.

Callused hands wound behind her, caressing the round globes of her ass before his hand came down sharply across her wet skin with a stinging slap when he lifted his head.

“You came in here without waking me. Maybe I wanted to join you.”

“I’m sorry. I wanted to let you sleep.”

“What are you going to do?”

“You’ll see. Turn around, bend over and spread your legs.” When she did what he told her, he whispered, “Good Lord, you’ve got an absolutely amazing pussy.”

She moaned and shifted slightly. With the water beating down on her back and his hand sliding over her ass cheeks, she was ready to cum, but she knew if she did, she would probably punish her.

Without pretense, she felt his cock bump against her pussy from behind a second before he slid all the way inside with a hefty groan.

“Tell me your color.”

“Green, oh God, green.”

He drove his cock so deep, she thought for sure he’d touched her heart when he continued to grind his pelvis against her ass, until she pleaded for release.