Taming the Alter Ego (8 page)

My body was determined to defy my mind, desperate for him and barely allowing me to hold back my reaction. Suddenly, an epiphany erupted like an explosion, making it feel as if my entire sexual career had been leading to that point.

Tom became bolder with every passing moment, no doubt due to my lack of reaction. I knew we had become something different—our relationship to each other had changed—and my head swam when trying to think of the point at which the switch occurred. I had no doubt he recognized the same thing.Finally, Tom’s bravery extended to make him manipulate my body to enable him to remove each piece of my clothing in turn. He snatched my breath away by putting me on my back, thrilling me by creating a canopy above me with his sculpted torso.

Our eyes briefly met before he lowered his body onto mine, speaking volumes with one glance. I thought about whether he knew that my allowance of his insolence was merely temporary.

Sinew shifted beneath the skin of his abdomen as he twisted to position himself. The hypnotic undulating motion drew my gaze and my fingers.

His audible breaths were deep enough to engage his core, ensuring the continuation of the movement in a wave as I stroked his skin. Only when he dropped lower, his lips grazing my lobe as his shoulders flexed from carrying the weight of his frame, did I realize that the sound of panting didn’t come from him alone.

The deep inhales and exhales that dried my throat provided a perfect feeling of exhilaration, a precursor for what was to come. The touch of his hot abdomen pressed to mine intensified the crashing sensation, forcing my lungs to work harder though his shaft was merely pressed to my thigh. The pressure of his body alone was enough to excite me. My body automatically became ready for him as if the will of my heart and mind counted for nothing.

My body was in charge and powerful enough to maintain it.

All energy seeped from my body as he parted my thighs by pushing them aside with a maneuver of his own legs. There was no resistance and no pretence at me being in control. Tom had command of me, demanding my undivided attention in the same way that I had his.

The sensation of his hot breath bathing my neck was the one that would stay with me, powerful enough to make me wet even when experienced in the most innocent of circumstances.

Moving my hands just in time to prevent them becoming trapped, I curled my fingers over his shoulders. Holding him with a strength I didn’t realize I possessed, I clung to him with all my might. Pressing the pads of my fingers to his taut flesh, his muscles shifted and twitched as I made it possible to pull him closer.

Lips brushing my jaw made my breath come harder, my body increasingly sensitized so that the hairs on his legs caused a ticklish frisson of excitement. From the pounding at my chest, it was impossible to tell whether his heart beat stronger than mine as both seemed to work together to intensify the rhythm.

My body screamed with such desire—rattling every fiber within me and setting my nerve-endings ablaze—that the touch of his cock to my entrance was like blessed relief.

The eager, slick tip of his shaft pressing my entrance offered the first instance of satisfaction, albeit only a minor amount. It joined the feeling of his breath on my neck, the memory of which I would treasure.

My restless hands moved down and around his sides, splaying my fingers against his back like I could hold him closer.

His soft lips rested against mine, opened a touch like he was about to speak, made me hold my breath in readiness to listen to them. The caress of his tongue let me know that no words would come before his deep kiss.

Finally, he ended the tortuous wait and entered me, causing a flood of endogenous pleasure that made every moment of frustrating anguish worthwhile. A rumbling growl emerged from his deep breaths as he plunged deeper, his forehead resting against my temple so that the sound reverberated through my body.

Enveloped in a frame of pure light, I floated on the joyous sensations that Tom offered, demonstrating his knowledge of my body though we’d only known each other a short time.

In another world, I vaguely felt Tom’s hand at my head, his fingers tightly entwined in my hair as he held himself up with his other arm. Though powerless to control the pleasure I experienced, I lapped up every sensation as he gradually rocked faster. Thrusting his hips harder, he pounded me into submission, succumbing to the ecstasy only he could offer.

His mouth against my ear, the soft graze of his moving lips introduced his imminent words. In a haze where I felt no pain, my throbbing body swollen and sated, I barely heard his, “Oh, Mariella,” released with a deep exhale.

****

His question floated out from the silent darkness that arose after several minutes of lying together in orgasmic bliss.

For a moment, I forgot myself and readied myself to relinquish my position to get him a drink, though I was loathe to move. Nestled against his side, his arm curled beneath my head, I had no desire to be anywhere else except pressed to his hot, sweaty skin.

“I’ll bring you up a glass of water, Lady Isis,” he stated, seemingly prompted by the slight shift of my body.

I turned over when the bed bounced with his movement, lying on my side to watch him depart the bedroom. His firm naked buttocks bobbed up and down with a perfect spring, swaying hypnotically as he walked.

Hearing my moniker made me recall how he’d addressed me only a short time before. The subtle power shift would have been unnoticeable had I not thought about it, which made me wonder if Tom recognized it had occurred at all. Sinking back into the pillow, I lay back to await Tom’s return, a smile of delight playing on my lips.

About the Author

Shermaine is a Londoner who often uses the city as a backdrop for the contemporary stories she writes.

Though she had literary ambitions since she was a child, she only did anything about it a few years ago.

She writes shorts, novellas and novels within a range of different genres, from interracial to BDSM, and is published with Phaze, Xcite and Total-e-bound.

www.shermainewilliams.co.uk

www.shermainewilliams.wordpress.com.