Teaching Molly (8 page)

It was the most freeing feeling she’d ever had.

“Molly?” Nick’s voice sounded as if it came from a faraway pace.

The dildo hummed busily and the plug stretched her rectum with a flexing motion.

Her breasts were on fire, her nipples harder than diamonds. And she knew the juices of her arousal continued to seep from her already drenched slit.

“Molly? Are you listening to me?”

She felt Nick’s body over hers, his lips at her ear, his voice low and calming, yet at the same time demanding. All she could manage was a hum that sounded more like a moan.

“You’ve been a good girl, sweetheart. So good that now I’m going to let you come.”

He reached between her legs and pinched her clit. That and his permission were all it took. Her orgasm rocketed through her like a Force Ten hurricane. Her cunt spasmed, her ass clenched, guttural sounds like nothing she’d ever heard before escaped her mouth. She was sure her body would break in two she was shuddering and shaking so hard.

And all the time Nick massaged her clit and whispered to her.

At the exact moment she was sure she couldn’t live another second, everything stopped. The dildo slid from her pussy, the butt plug was slowly removed from her ass and Nick kissed her shoulders and neck, caressing her until the aftershocks died.

He did this for me! He gave this to me! And all I had to do was let him!

The realization was so startling she had to turn it over in her exhausted mind two or three times before she could understand it. Now she knew what Nick meant about giving up control but getting more back than you could ever imagine.

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“Are you all right?” he asked at last.

She turned her head and smiled. “I’ve never been better.”

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They were sitting in Nick’s kitchen. Molly wore only one of his old tee shirts. Her ankles were bound to the legs of the chair, her hands at her sides, cuffed with a tether than ran beneath the chair. Nick had twisted silk scarves into a complicated series of knots that wound around her breasts and under her slit to her anus. Two knots pressed precisely against her clit and at her hole. However she moved in the chair, they rubbed tantalizingly against her.

Nick was hand-feeding her breakfast that he’d prepared himself—tiny bites of spicy sausage and the fluffiest scrambled eggs she’d ever eaten.

When she woke this morning, after a night of the most intricate and satisfying sexual activity she had ever experienced, she was filled with amazement at how free and released she felt. Still.

All her life, she’d mused as she lay in bed next to Nick, she’d been constricted by her own inhibitions. Suffocating the real person screaming to get out. She no longer regretted not walking out on Craig years before. If she had, who knows where she’d have gone and she’d never have met Nick.

Nick!

The key to unlocking her hidden sexuality, her raw need, her desire for sexual dominance that led to the greatest pleasure she’d ever known. The revelation was still dancing in her head, releasing streams of happiness.

“I like that smile,” Nick told her. “It lights up your whole face and shows me the happiness inside you.”

“I am happy,” she said as soon as she swallowed the food in her mouth. “Very happy. Unexpectedly happy. Amazingly happy.”

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His silver eyes had darkened to a deep gray as his gaze held hers. “You don’t know how that makes me feel. If this lifestyle had frightened you, I’m not sure what I’d have done.”

A thought jumped unbidden into her brain. She wet her bottom lip with her tongue and blurted out, “The hair on my pussy will turn gray.”

Nick burst out laughing, then leaned forward to kiss her cheek. “Not if we keep it waxed. Besides, I like gray hair. It will match my eyes.”

“Be serious. I’m trying to point something out to you.”

“And I’m ignoring it. We have to get past this age hang-up you have. After seeing your pleasure, I can argue away your foolish fears about age with a snap of my fingers.”

He reached down to tug at the scarves and ran his hand over her cunt. “Soaked already.

I love seeing you helpless and aroused like this. I could play with you for hours, watching your skin turn pink with the flush of heat, your nipples harden, feeling your liquid bathe my hand.”

He’s right. He’s opened a life of pleasure to me that I only dreamed of in secret. That for
years I didn’t know existed. It’s time to embrace the difference, not raise objections.

Nick stood up and began to clear the table. “After we shower and dress, I think we’ll go down to the Riverwalk.”

She frowned. “I only have the dress I wore last night. Not too appropriate for the daytime.”

“Don’t worry.” He licked her ear. “We’re going clothes shopping first.”

“And then what?”

“And then I’m buying you a surprise. But not before my morning treat.”

With the dishes stacked in the sink, he unwound her from the chair and led her up the stairs to his bedroom. Once there, he pulled the tee shirt over her head and tossed it to the side.

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“What pleasure is on your list for today?” she asked. “And will it please you to give it to me?”

“Oh,” he smiled. “I do like the way you say that. Yes, it will please me greatly. Get up on the bed, Molly and get on your hands and knees.”

He’s going to do it? Last night he said he wanted to fuck my ass, to make me his.

But last night had been more about acclimating her to the things he wanted and preparing her for that final assault. Was he going to do it now? Before they left the house? So his stamp would be on her for everyone to see?

She did as he asked, waiting to see if he would blindfold her again, which he did.

“Using all the senses, remember?” he reminded her.

She nodded, waiting for his next move. When she felt the tip of the tube of lubricant probing at her anus heat flooded through her body and every nerve went on alert. She was ready for his probing fingers now, even welcoming them as he massaged the gel into the sensitive tissues.

“I think the plug did its work last night, although we’re far from finished with it.

But I have to take you this way now. I can’t wait a moment longer. I have to brand you with my body.”

She heard the familiar sound of latex, then the head of his cock probed at her anus, pushing past the tight sphincter muscle. She remembered what he’d told her to do, took deep breathes and pushed down. The painful stretching eased as he slipped farther and farther into her. But then she couldn’t wait any longer. He’d prepared her for this last night, his final claiming and her body was crying out for it. She pushed hard and felt the last inch or two slide all the way in.

“Yes,” she cried and began rocking on his impaling shaft.

“Jesus, Molly, slow down.” Nick’s voice was strung tight with tension. “I don’t want to come in the first seconds.

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But she couldn’t help herself, the pleasure was so intense. Then she felt the slap on her buttock, more slaps, one side then the other.

“My command, Molly. Remember? Slow down.”

She gathered in a deep breath and forced herself to stop. But the slaps continued.

“I’m trying to teach you a lesson here but I get the feeling this is far from a punishment for you.”

“Oh, it is,” she cried. “Punish me more.”

Nick’s laugh was strained. “How did I get so lucky as to find you? Someone was watching over me.”

The slaps ceased and he reached between her legs to tug on her clit. “Don’t come, Molly. I’ll tell you when.” He leaned over and traced kisses along her upper spine. “Tell me what it was like for you when you sucked my cock. How did it feel? Taste? Tell me, Molly.”

In halting words she described in great detail what it had been like both times. As she talked she felt his cock swell even more inside her ass and heard his uneven breathing grow louder.

“I’m going to come, sweetheart. And I’m going to take you with me. Now, Molly.

Now.”

He raked his fingernail lightly across her clit and she exploded, just as she felt the first spurt of cum inside the latex in her ass.

She wouldn’t have thought after the exhausting orgasms of the night before, after the stimulating spanking that resulted in cataclysmic releases, that she’d be able to reach the heights she did now. But she felt his pleasure and realized that while he was controlling her, she was controlling him, giving him pleasure with the freedom of her acceptance. That thought alone catapulted her into another shattering climax that had her shivering and shaking long after the pulsing had subsided.

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Nick rolled to the side and took her with him. Stroking her body, whispering erotic things in her ear.

“We’ll be good together, Molly. I have so much to teach you and you’re such a willing sub. There is no end in sight, at least for me.”

She placed her hand over his and linked her fingers through his lean ones. “You said I should take the entire weekend but I don’t think anything is going to change my mind. This is the happiest I’ve ever been in my life.”

He placed a trail of kisses on her neck. “In that case, the present I have in mind will be perfect.

* * * * *

They chose one of the outdoor tables at Casa Rio right next to the narrow meandering San Antonio River. Seated beneath a colorful umbrella, Molly sipped at her frozen margarita and wondered how she’d been so lucky. A week ago her life was depressing and colorless. Now everything was brighter, life was more vivid and dazzling, and she felt more alive than at any other time in her life.

They’d shopped in an upscale boutique first, where the owner thought nothing of waiting on a woman who wore a cocktail dress at eleven in the morning. Nick had been very firm in the things he’d chosen for her. His taste was exquisite and it felt wonderful to have a man who enjoyed selecting things for her. It wasn’t so much that he’d taken over and given orders, as that he’d suggested with accompanying compliments.

She felt young and fresh in the red silk blouse and gray linen slacks and smiled at the man across the table from her. Her fingertips caressed the intricately carved silver and gold choker he’d purchased and locked around her neck.

“My collar, Molly,” he told her, “so the world will know you’re mine.”

“Is it legal to be so happy?” she asked him.

“If not it should be.” He grinned at her, then his face sobered. “Be sure, Molly. I might make demands you’re uncomfortable with.”

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She wrinkled her forehead. “Like what? Going to Peregrine? I thought I handled it pretty well the other night and that was my first time.”

He nodded. “That and other things.”

“Such as?” She sipped at her drink.

“What if I wanted you to walk around the house naked when we’re alone, ready for me to fuck you any time, any way I wanted to?”

A hint of mischief crept over her. “Then I would hope you would be inventive enough that I wouldn’t get bored with too much repetition.”

Nick burst out laughing, put his drink down and reached for her hand. “I love you, Molly. You are bringing great joy into my life.” He studied her face. “I sometimes work long hours, you know. And often have trips that take two or three days. What will you do with yourself?”

She shrugged. “You mentioned something about getting a job. I have money from the divorce so I’m not destitute—”

“That’s your money,” he ground out. “I have more than enough money to take care of us. You spend that any way you want.”

“I just meant I could take time and decide what I really want to do.”

“All right. I might even be able to come up with a suggestion or two.” His hand suddenly tightened on hers. “Brace yourself. Here comes our mutual friend Dina and she’s spotted us like a snake after a mongoose.”

“Well, hello.” Dina breezed up to their table, her avid eyes raking over both of them. “What a surprise to see you two here. Together.”

“Nice to see you too.” Molly was proud of her control.

“Molly, I’m so sorry. I’d hoped you’d meet someone at the Fourth of July party but I guess…” Her voice trailed off.

“Oh but I did.” Molly could feel the evil curve to her grin. “I met Nick.”

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Dina’s eyebrows nearly flew to her hairline. “Well, yes but after all, I was hoping for someone more your age. It’s nice Nick is treating you to lunch but… Oh! He has someone for you to meet, right?”

Nick’s eyes darkened and flashed. “Actually, Dina, Molly is moving in with me. It was an instant attraction, so I guess we have you to thank for it.”

Molly thought Dina was going to pass out on the stone walkway. “Oh! Oh, my goodness. But isn’t… I mean, aren’t you…”

“Very happy,” Nick finished for her. “Now if you’ll excuse us, I don’t mean to be rude but I see the waiter approaching with our lunch.”

The moment Dina had dragged herself away from them, they saw her pull out her cell phone and punch numbers into it.

“The gossip line will be working full tilt by tonight,” Molly pointed out.

“I hope so. People should know I’m off the market.” He waited until the waiter placed the dishes on the table, then leaned forward. “And if you say the word ‘age’ one more time I’ll have to take you home and get out that purple flogger you were so curious about.”

Molly grinned, leaned forward and whispered, “Age.”

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About the Author

I always wonder what readers really want to know when I write one of these things. Getting to this point in my career has been an interesting journey. I've managed rock and roll bands and organized concerts. Been the only female on the sports staff of a university newspaper. Immersed myself in Nashville peddling a country singer. Lived in five different states. Married two very interesting but totally different men.

I think I must have lived in Texas in another life, because the minute I set foot on Texas soil I knew I was home. Living in Texas Hill Country gives me inspiration for more stories than I’ll probably ever be able to tell, what with all the sexy cowboys who surround me and the gorgeous scenery that provides a great setting.