of them.
Alexandra’s body hummed with excitement, glee she’d never
felt, not even as a kid. On its heels was curiosity as to why he’d stayed. The
real reason he’d told the guys to leave.
She wondered if he simply didn’t want to share her.
A braver woman would have asked. Alexandra didn’t want to
hope for the impossible, then have him say that she’d already fucked up the
line of authority. Why shouldn’t they go ahead and have fun without the others.
Leaving all the good times for him.
Daniel moved into her, their groins and thighs touching. He
trailed his fingers over her arm. She tried not to tremble and failed.
“You said you wanted me to play with you.” He eased his hand
beneath her hair and cradled the back of her neck. “That you were into
everything.” He pressed his cheek to hers.
Her breath caught at his beard-roughened skin, his amazing
warmth.
He whispered, “Dominance. Submission. Punishment.”
Earlier images flashed in her mind. The blindfold. Hands
tied behind her back. Him demanding she crawl. Sitting on his lap, her thighs
spread, cunt exposed, the guys watching him use her.
He slid his other hand to her ass. “I kept wondering if
you’d ever done anything like that. You seemed to, and then you didn’t. So
which is it?”
She lied, “I have.”
Daniel squeezed her butt. “Bull. You can’t fool me. I can
hear the truth in your voice. You’ve never been a sub, but you damn well will
be. With me as your teacher, your Master, disciplining you as I see fit.
Arousing you until you beg for release. Not granting it until I’m fucking good
and ready.”
Her rapid breaths pushed her chest into his.
He murmured, “Off the job, you’ll do everything I demand. In
this cabin, I rule. Not you. Never you. Until you tell me you’ve had enough.”
She pressed her toes into the floor to steady herself.
Daniel brought his hand to her chin, using his thumb to lift
it so she had to look at him. “Tell me what you want…what you’ll allow.”
The room spun. His heat and size overwhelmed, the same as
his words. Master. Sub. Arousal. Punishment. They lingered in her mind, muting
the violent wind, the creaking walls of the cabin.
He waited.
She whispered, “Everything.”
Daniel pulled her close, his kiss masterful, deep, wet, not
only confident of him but damn assured that she wanted this too. For minutes,
he enjoyed her, his tongue plunging deep, filling her completely, his embrace
firm, not allowing escape.
Alexandra wanted none. She welcomed his strength and
passion, hungering for everything he had to give.
Breaking free, he panted, “Lay a fire and turn off the
lights. Do you have candles and a rope?”
“What? No…neither of those things.”
“Tomorrow, you’ll buy them. Condoms?”
Alexandra was still stuck on him asking for a rope. “Ah…”
She tried to keep her voice from shaking. “They’re in the top drawer of the
dresser.”
Daniel tossed the box of thirty-six Trojans on the bed, then
glanced at the loft’s railing, his expression saying he was trying to decide
something. At last, he glanced around the room. “Is that your closet?” He
gestured to the door on the left.
She nodded.
He went inside, rummaging through her things. Alexandra
watched until Daniel looked over. Recalling his directives, she started a blaze
in the small fireplace and turned off the lights. The leaping flames turned the
room cozy, washing it in a golden glow.
With her woolen scarves in his left hand and one of her
belts in the other, Daniel left the closet. Finding the tools he needed up here
rather than having to go downstairs for them.
She wasn’t certain whether to be happy or daunted that
there’d be no delay in her discipline.
The leather tip of her belt swayed with his steps.
Alexandra’s heart stuttered. He dropped the belt and scarves on the mattress.
After surveying the room again, he gestured her to the footboard. “Hands on the
top bar, wrists
Alexandra’s body hummed with excitement, glee she’d never
felt, not even as a kid. On its heels was curiosity as to why he’d stayed. The
real reason he’d told the guys to leave.
She wondered if he simply didn’t want to share her.
A braver woman would have asked. Alexandra didn’t want to
hope for the impossible, then have him say that she’d already fucked up the
line of authority. Why shouldn’t they go ahead and have fun without the others.
Leaving all the good times for him.
Daniel moved into her, their groins and thighs touching. He
trailed his fingers over her arm. She tried not to tremble and failed.
“You said you wanted me to play with you.” He eased his hand
beneath her hair and cradled the back of her neck. “That you were into
everything.” He pressed his cheek to hers.
Her breath caught at his beard-roughened skin, his amazing
warmth.
He whispered, “Dominance. Submission. Punishment.”
Earlier images flashed in her mind. The blindfold. Hands
tied behind her back. Him demanding she crawl. Sitting on his lap, her thighs
spread, cunt exposed, the guys watching him use her.
He slid his other hand to her ass. “I kept wondering if
you’d ever done anything like that. You seemed to, and then you didn’t. So
which is it?”
She lied, “I have.”
Daniel squeezed her butt. “Bull. You can’t fool me. I can
hear the truth in your voice. You’ve never been a sub, but you damn well will
be. With me as your teacher, your Master, disciplining you as I see fit.
Arousing you until you beg for release. Not granting it until I’m fucking good
and ready.”
Her rapid breaths pushed her chest into his.
He murmured, “Off the job, you’ll do everything I demand. In
this cabin, I rule. Not you. Never you. Until you tell me you’ve had enough.”
She pressed her toes into the floor to steady herself.
Daniel brought his hand to her chin, using his thumb to lift
it so she had to look at him. “Tell me what you want…what you’ll allow.”
The room spun. His heat and size overwhelmed, the same as
his words. Master. Sub. Arousal. Punishment. They lingered in her mind, muting
the violent wind, the creaking walls of the cabin.
He waited.
She whispered, “Everything.”
Daniel pulled her close, his kiss masterful, deep, wet, not
only confident of him but damn assured that she wanted this too. For minutes,
he enjoyed her, his tongue plunging deep, filling her completely, his embrace
firm, not allowing escape.
Alexandra wanted none. She welcomed his strength and
passion, hungering for everything he had to give.
Breaking free, he panted, “Lay a fire and turn off the
lights. Do you have candles and a rope?”
“What? No…neither of those things.”
“Tomorrow, you’ll buy them. Condoms?”
Alexandra was still stuck on him asking for a rope. “Ah…”
She tried to keep her voice from shaking. “They’re in the top drawer of the
dresser.”
Daniel tossed the box of thirty-six Trojans on the bed, then
glanced at the loft’s railing, his expression saying he was trying to decide
something. At last, he glanced around the room. “Is that your closet?” He
gestured to the door on the left.
She nodded.
He went inside, rummaging through her things. Alexandra
watched until Daniel looked over. Recalling his directives, she started a blaze
in the small fireplace and turned off the lights. The leaping flames turned the
room cozy, washing it in a golden glow.
With her woolen scarves in his left hand and one of her
belts in the other, Daniel left the closet. Finding the tools he needed up here
rather than having to go downstairs for them.
She wasn’t certain whether to be happy or daunted that
there’d be no delay in her discipline.
The leather tip of her belt swayed with his steps.
Alexandra’s heart stuttered. He dropped the belt and scarves on the mattress.
After surveying the room again, he gestured her to the footboard. “Hands on the
top bar, wrists
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