Shield's Submissive (11 page)

He threaded his fingers through her hair. God, she loved it when he did that. He cupped the back of her head and held her firm while his mouth took absolute possession of hers. She melted beneath the warmth of his hands, and the fire in his kiss. When at last he broke away, she went limp in his hands, both of them gasping for breath.

He tilted his head and his breath caressed her ear. “God, you make me feel like I’m on fire. It doesn’t matter if I had you five minutes ago or five hours ago. I promise you that tonight is going to be special. I want tonight to be all about you. Your needs, your desires.”

“What if I need you right now? I ache, Mark. I burn. You’re the only man who can stop that. Yours is the only touch that’s been able to make me scream in pleasure.”

“I would love to carry you upstairs and make love to you right now, but I plan on pleasuring you all night and to do so I need nourishment. So I’m going to start dinner, and I want you to relax. You can finish watching that movie or have some wine and read a book, whatever you desire.”

“Well, I did bring one of my books with me just in case we had some down time. I could always use it to keep my blood pumping and my panties damp while you spoil me with your domestic skills.”

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She watched as his eyes darkened and his cock bounced underneath his cotton pants.

She did enjoy torturing the man. The hot look he gave her as he headed over to the galley sent a shiver racing down her spine.

Tonight’s going to be a good night.

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She decided that a good glass of wine and steamy read sounded like a great idea.

Running upstairs, she grabbed her iPod and the new novel she’d purchased at the beginning of the week. The look on Mark’s face had been priceless when she’d suggested using the book to keep her juices simmering. It might have been a tad mean, but she loved teasing him like that.

Walking back downstairs, she heard sounds coming from the kitchen. He really was going to spoil her with all the prepared meals, but he seemed to enjoy himself, so who was she to stop him. She purposely set the book face up on the counter where he could see it then walked over to the wine cooler and picked out the bottle of white they’d opened the night before. Grabbing a stemmed glass, she waited to see if he would comment on her choice of reading material. It didn’t take long.

“Rhyannon Byrd. I’ve read some of hers before. Not familiar with this one, though.

What’s it about?”

She picked up the book and read the blurb on the back, explaining that the main characters were two people who had always wanted each other but life had gotten in the way. Now years later, they’d found they were each available again.

After Mark and Erica agreed that the author had a great talent for writing great characters and extremely hot sex, she asked, “So what’s for dinner, Emeril?”

That got a little twinkle out of his eyes.

“Pan-seared, seasoned strip steaks, twice-baked potatoes, and steamed green beans.”

“Sound delicious. You do realise I’m going to have to buy all new clothes after this weekend, right?”

“The way I look at it is, if I feed you enough, you’ll have to spend more time at the gym…late at night…alone…with me.”

“I see. Well, far be it from me to foil your nefarious plan.”

She gave him a soft lingering kiss then walked away with a slow wink and wiggle of her hips.

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Mark watched as she snuggled down into the sofa, adjusted her ear buds and opened the book. He had been honest earlier when he told her that he enjoyed reading erotica. While it’s true that to a young man the narratives had been extremely educational in the ways of pleasure, he’d started reading voraciously when he’d begun to learn more about the BDSM

scene. The books offered a wealth of research material.

In the next couple days, he was definitely going to talk to her about his role in the scene and find out whether she had ever tried it or was open to exploring the possibilities. Strong physical connection aside, he enjoyed the soft comforting kisses they shared and holding her in his arms while watching the movie. They worked in the same field, and he had a lot of respect for her dedication and talent. Any conversation between them was relaxed and open.

He even enjoyed just sitting with her in quiet. What it really boiled down to was that for the first time he felt that he could be honest and show a woman he cared for the real him.

* * * *

Mark sat in his office contemplating the swirling dervishes of his screen saver as he reminisced about the weekend and contemplated how he wanted to approach the topic of a D/s relationship. Their time together over the weekend had gone better then he’d hoped for.

After their meal Saturday night, they had relaxed by the fireplace. He’d taken her upstairs, given her a sensual massage and proceeded to make Erica scream herself hoarse. Every time they came together, he experienced new heights of pleasure. They had collapsed in exhaustion as the sun rose Sunday morning and spent the rest of the day lazing about the cabin. He’d lost to her in a competitive game of Scrabble. That afternoon they went back to the National Park, and he’d taught her to fish in Sprague Lake. They’d cooked the rainbow trout over a campfire and eaten it for dinner.

By the time they’d reached the Denver city limits, it was getting late, so he had not taken an opportunity to discuss his desire to enhance their relationship with certain BDSM

elements. He had sensed Erica’s passionate nature from the time they’d met. She was passionate about her work, her friends, and her health. Logically, she would embrace similar characteristics in her sensuality.

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He knew many of the players in the scene were high level executives who embraced their need to submit in the bedroom, however, how to discuss that with someone not already involved was a conundrum. That was why he’d wanted their initial encounter to play out without introducing any other elements. So he still questioned if she recognised her behaviours for what they were and, perhaps, didn’t want to advertise the need immediately.

Or were the behaviours inherent? Would she be open to further exploring and fostering them as a trained sub?

He had been involved in the scene for several years. His first sexual encounter had happened just after he’d turned sixteen. While there was some of the expected awkward fumbling, he’d clearly sensed the desire to control the experience. At the time, he hadn’t recognised the behaviours for what they were but had understood the need was a requirement for him to fully enjoy sex. He’d been fortunate that his high school girlfriend had been a sweet-natured girl who’d essentially allowed him to have his way.

Unbeknownst to him, his father had seen them having sex one summer night. He’d recognised Mark’s behaviours for what they were. Pulling him aside one evening, his dad had explained what a sexual dominant was and how it was crucial to remember that an acting dominant had the responsibility to not only be concerned about his or her own pleasure but the safety, health and pleasure of their partner. He must always make it clear that any activities between partners were safe and consensual.

He remember sitting in his father’s study feeling in part embarrassed to be talking about such things and in part relieved because he’d now be able to explain why he felt the way he did. Over the years, he’d continued to explore and foster this nature.

When he’d started his third year at university, he’d ventured into a BDSM club and met Gene, another Dom. Gene had immediately recognised Mark’s potential and had taken him under his wing to further his training. During the next several years, Mark had fine-tuned and recognised his own needs as a Dom compared to others in the scene. He’d learned that, while he greatly appreciated a good spanking, he wasn’t looking to mark a woman’s body with bruises and welts from his cane or whip. His pleasure instead came from exerting control over the scene and the responses of his partner.

Nowadays, he primarily kept his D/s activities in his home and with a select group of friends. He still maintained membership at one upscale club in the Denver area where he SHIELD’S SUBMISSIVE

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went to socialise and occasionally take part in a scene if the need had been festering. The looming possibility that Erica might be a natural submissive and a potential partner was exciting. He hadn’t intended this affair to become a D/s relationship but certainly didn’t intend to ignore the possibility. For some time, he’d been thinking he was ready to find a permanent submissive partner—if he found the right woman. Wouldn’t it be ironic if she’d been right under his nose for the last several years?

His phone rudely interrupted his pleasant musing, and he scowled until he recognised it was Erica’s extension on the caller ID.

“Hello?”

“Hey, you busy?”

“I probably should be, but instead, I’m contemplating all kinds of pleasurable possibilities.”

“Oh yeah? Like what?”

“The feel of skin on skin, the sounds of breaths and cries of pleasure, the scents of sex and sun and moonlight and oils.”

He heard a soft whimper on the other end of the line. The need to see her again overwhelmed him. “Meet me in the North stairwell in five minutes.”

“Mark, we can’t do that again. We were lucky last time.”

“Do what? Have a private conversation between two colleagues?”

“You know we’ll do more than talk if we get within five feet of each other and a closed door. Especially since we’ve haven’t been alone in two days.”

“Really? Do you believe we have so little self control?” He smiled into the phone and after a soft chuckle said, “Ms. Cross, I fully intend to have a conversation with you. It is nobody’s business if I plan on discussing what scents you prefer in body oils or if you’ve ever used an anal plug to stretch that tight, little rosebud of your ass.”

“No.”

“No? No, what? No, you won’t meet me or no, you’ve never plugged yourself?”

“I’ve never… I’ve always wondered… I’ve read… I want…”

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novels. What scenes make you squirm? What phrases make you bite your lower lip in that enticing manner when you’re trying to hold in a moan?”

Silence ensued across the phone. Had he pushed too far? Erica was open about her sexuality but maybe…

“Submission. I want…I think, I’d like to be controlled,” she whispered.

Mark held his breath and closed his eyes in prayer.

“I mean…I’ve read about and thought maybe…but don’t worry if you don’t like—”

In his best Dom voice, he said, “Stop. Never be afraid to ask for what you need. If I ask you a direct question, I expect an honest answer regardless of what you think I want to hear.

You are very good about this in the office. However, I expect it in our personal relationship, as well. Regardless of your desire to submit, you will be honest, or I will not give you the outlet you need. I will help you explore this desire, but I do have rules. You are a strong, independent woman, and I will not take that away from you, but when our business day is over, you will be mine. In return, I will provide for your safety, pleasure and wellness. What questions do you have?”

“Will you expect me to give up personal time to run errands or see friends? What if I want to go shopping or see a concert?”

“You are not going to become a slave in any way. You will maintain your independence. My only requirement is that you inform me of your plans at the beginning of the day, and should I wish to plan something elaborate, I will advise you in advance. I want you to think about what this means, and let me know if you want to pursue this type of relationship. If you decide you’re not ready, please understand that I want to continue seeing you. This is not a deal breaker. However, it’s my opinion that if we want to have an honest and meaningful relationship, you should know I greatly wish to become your Dom. What other questions do you have?”

“You’ve done this before, I assume?”

“I’ve been in the scene since my early twenties. I’ve been a member of several clubs over the years, and I’ve been mentored by, in my opinion, one of the best Doms in the country. I still maintain friendships with several others in similar relationships. While I still occasionally visit the clubs, I would prefer to have a committed D/s relationship where public exhibitions are not necessary but merely an occasional tool. Not all my relationships SHIELD’S SUBMISSIVE

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have been D/s. I do date in a conventional manner, as well, but I hope, when I find the woman I’ll spend my life with, this will be a part of our lives.” He heard a knock on his door.

“Excuse me a moment. Yes?”

Erica heard his voice and another speaking softly but couldn’t catch the drift of the conversation. After a few moments, he came back on the line. “Erica?”

“Yes?”

“I must go. Please think about all I’ve said. I will give you tonight to yourself. Give me your decision tomorrow morning. Goodbye.”

“Goodbye, Mark.”

* * * *

Erica sat at her desk, one-third shocked, one-third trepidatious and one-third excited.

Up at the lake, when she’d mentioned having fantasies to Mark, she’d never expected that her ultimate would even remotely be granted. She had acknowledged the desire to explore the possibility of her being a sexual submissive a couple years ago. When Mark had admitted to reading erotic novels, a part of her had wondered if he ever considered acting in a Dom role. He had quite obviously exhibited similar characteristics in the office, however one never knew if those behaviours translated into the bedroom. Over the weekend, she’d picked up some of his dominant tendencies while they’d made love. The fact that he admitted to being an active member of the BDSM community for several years was exciting. He would know how to achieve a balance between exhibiting control and eliciting pleasure. Despite the excitement, she was also somewhat cautious because it was something important to consider.