thighs. Now, even she detected the scent of her arousal in the humid tropical air.
“No,” he growled. “You will not cheat me. You may not touch yourself, unless I order it. When we fuck, you will not come unless I expressly allow it. I said you would be mine, and I meant completely.”
She sat there in a public bar with her legs willingly spread for the most gorgeous man her imagination could have conjured. Other guests and staff sat idly by. Whether they watched her and Derrick she didn’t know, and for some reason, didn’t care. Elaina had never been one for voyeurism but now the thought that some of the other couples waited with bated breath to see what Derrick would do to her next, forced more slickness to seep from her pussy lips. She was so wet, so needy. Derrick’s hands had slid up her thighs to her hips. He pulled her to the edge of the seat. One large hand splayed across her lower back, the other buried in the mass of hair at her nape.
“Please,” she begged.
“Please what?”
Her hands grasped his back, but his strength prevented their bodies from colliding the way she wanted. “I need to come.”
“Not yet.”
Elaina whimpered.
“Before I allow us to go any further there is one very important ground rule we need to establish.”
“Now?” Elaina exclaimed.
His denial actually made her angry. So many times she’d never even come close to having an orgasm, and now, when it was barely a breath away, this man was denying it. It made her frustrated. It made her almost furious.
“You get me all worked up. You make me actually want you, want what you say you can give me. You bring me this close, only to say ‘stop.’ What are you, some kind of sadist? Or wait, maybe you’re like a teenage virgin. All talk and no show.”
Derrick tightened his hand in Elaina’s hair a fraction. “Silence.”
Derrick’s voice hadn’t risen above a whisper, but the fury that had been churning inside her arrested with the single word. His dark eyes above her, which moments ago had been slumberous with desire, now burned with intensity.
“First of all, I denied you your orgasm not to deprive you of your pleasure, only prolong it. When I let you come, it will consume every part of you. The siren of your scream will echo across my island, and I’ll be the only one to witness such a beautiful sight. Secondly, before we get any deeper, we need to establish your safe word. Do you know what that is?”
Elaina swallowed hard. The image of her back arched high, head thrown back in ecstasy as Derrick made her come over and over again burned in her mind. She could feel the scream buried inside her and knew he was right. Elaina knew that this man would, for the first time in her life, make her experience a mind-blowing orgasm, and despite her recent lack of inhibition, she appreciated that he desired to share the experience between only the two of them.
“Safeword? That’s like the magic word, right? I say it and all games stop.”
“That’s right. No matter what we are doing. The moment that word crosses your lips, it all stops. I could be spanking you, have you trussed in silken ropes or be shoving my cock deep inside you, and time will stand still. So what’s it to be?”
Elaina was still stuck on the image of her tied up in ropes. Did he mean tied to a bed, a chair, or, oh god, she’d seen images on the Internet of women suspended from ceiling held prisoner by intricate webs of rope. Surely he didn’t mean—
What am I supposed to be thinking of again? Oh right safe word . “Um…penguin?”
Derrick chuckled. “Penguin it is.”
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Chapter Two
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Derrick led Elaina out onto the dance floor. He pulled her into his arms and swayed to the soft melodies coming from hidden speakers. It was peaceful now, but once a week this quiet open-air cantina turned into a raging night club with all the lights and loud music one would expect to find on Duval Street in Key
“No,” he growled. “You will not cheat me. You may not touch yourself, unless I order it. When we fuck, you will not come unless I expressly allow it. I said you would be mine, and I meant completely.”
She sat there in a public bar with her legs willingly spread for the most gorgeous man her imagination could have conjured. Other guests and staff sat idly by. Whether they watched her and Derrick she didn’t know, and for some reason, didn’t care. Elaina had never been one for voyeurism but now the thought that some of the other couples waited with bated breath to see what Derrick would do to her next, forced more slickness to seep from her pussy lips. She was so wet, so needy. Derrick’s hands had slid up her thighs to her hips. He pulled her to the edge of the seat. One large hand splayed across her lower back, the other buried in the mass of hair at her nape.
“Please,” she begged.
“Please what?”
Her hands grasped his back, but his strength prevented their bodies from colliding the way she wanted. “I need to come.”
“Not yet.”
Elaina whimpered.
“Before I allow us to go any further there is one very important ground rule we need to establish.”
“Now?” Elaina exclaimed.
His denial actually made her angry. So many times she’d never even come close to having an orgasm, and now, when it was barely a breath away, this man was denying it. It made her frustrated. It made her almost furious.
“You get me all worked up. You make me actually want you, want what you say you can give me. You bring me this close, only to say ‘stop.’ What are you, some kind of sadist? Or wait, maybe you’re like a teenage virgin. All talk and no show.”
Derrick tightened his hand in Elaina’s hair a fraction. “Silence.”
Derrick’s voice hadn’t risen above a whisper, but the fury that had been churning inside her arrested with the single word. His dark eyes above her, which moments ago had been slumberous with desire, now burned with intensity.
“First of all, I denied you your orgasm not to deprive you of your pleasure, only prolong it. When I let you come, it will consume every part of you. The siren of your scream will echo across my island, and I’ll be the only one to witness such a beautiful sight. Secondly, before we get any deeper, we need to establish your safe word. Do you know what that is?”
Elaina swallowed hard. The image of her back arched high, head thrown back in ecstasy as Derrick made her come over and over again burned in her mind. She could feel the scream buried inside her and knew he was right. Elaina knew that this man would, for the first time in her life, make her experience a mind-blowing orgasm, and despite her recent lack of inhibition, she appreciated that he desired to share the experience between only the two of them.
“Safeword? That’s like the magic word, right? I say it and all games stop.”
“That’s right. No matter what we are doing. The moment that word crosses your lips, it all stops. I could be spanking you, have you trussed in silken ropes or be shoving my cock deep inside you, and time will stand still. So what’s it to be?”
Elaina was still stuck on the image of her tied up in ropes. Did he mean tied to a bed, a chair, or, oh god, she’d seen images on the Internet of women suspended from ceiling held prisoner by intricate webs of rope. Surely he didn’t mean—
What am I supposed to be thinking of again? Oh right safe word . “Um…penguin?”
Derrick chuckled. “Penguin it is.”
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Chapter Two
* * * *
Derrick led Elaina out onto the dance floor. He pulled her into his arms and swayed to the soft melodies coming from hidden speakers. It was peaceful now, but once a week this quiet open-air cantina turned into a raging night club with all the lights and loud music one would expect to find on Duval Street in Key
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