West.
Elaina felt so good in his arms. He hadn’t realised when she’d been sitting at the bar just how tall she was. When upright, the top of her head came to his chin, which was something he’d never experienced with a playmate. Elaina’s reactions to his directives at the bar had launched his desire to Master her to uncharted heights. The scent of her arousal floating up to greet him had nearly done him in. His cock had throbbed with the need to plunge deep inside her, hard. Elaina’s whole body had opened to him, begging for his mastery. She’d been only moments away from splintering the air with her cry of completion, and as much as he’d wanted to experience that song, he knew the longer he could keep her on the edge, the harder she would fall. The more she’d crave what only he could give her. The more he would crave to give it to her. In that, he would become her slave.
Where these intense feelings were coming from, he didn’t know. He’d played with countless women over the years, both before and after opening this resort. He’d only known of Elaina’s existence for a couple of weeks and met her a mere hour ago, but something deep inside told him this woman was different.
He didn’t know if he was ready to trust in a relationship again. Carolyn had burned him good, and despite knowing, logically, that all women wouldn’t stampede across his heart, it was difficult to believe, to accept, to allow any vulnerability to the fairer sex. It was no hardship to Master them with a firm hand and commanding voice. His body, his psyche demanded control as much as Elaina’s demanded submission, but trust was a two-way street and he was firmly hogging both lanes.
Derrick’s erection pressed against her as they danced. The firmness dug into her stomach with their bodies plastered together. He felt huge, and she was both nervous and excited to see his cock in its full, bare glory. Performing rough calculations in her head, she knew him to be quite a bit larger than Mike. Hell, quite a bit larger than any man she’d slept with. Would she be able to take him? Would her pussy stretch to accommodate his width? How much of his length would she be able to swallow? Was it even possible to fit something that big inside her ass?
“What are you thinking about so hard, Elaina?”
Yeah, like I’m going to tell you that . “Nothing,” she squeaked.
“Honesty, is a key to our arrangement. When I ask you a question I expect a truthful answer. Now…what were you thinking about?”
She knew her cheeks must be turning bright red with embarrassment. Hopefully, the shadows in the bar disguised the reaction. “Your cock,” she whispered.
“What about it?” Derrick spun Elaina around so her back was plastered to his chest. He captured her hips in his grasp and ground his against her. He bent his head and whispered in her ear, “What about my cock? It’s hard for you. It wants to fill every opening of your body. I’m not a small man in any respect, but don’t worry, before I slip my cock inside you, you’ll be so primed your body will open like a magnificent flower. I’ll thrust inside you with more power than you’ve ever known and you’ll love every second of it. Your juices will flood from your body, and your mind with splinter with ecstasy.”
“Derrick,” she gasped.
“Put your arms around my neck,” he ordered.
Elaina opened her eyes to find the entire bar had emptied. Where had everyone gone? There was no bartender or patrons. It was as if they’d all vanished into thin air, leaving only her and Derrick in this bubble of time.
Derrick’s large hand moved lazily down from her stomach where he’d been holding her, pressing her body tightly against his. Long fingers inched up the material of her skirt to her waist. Warm tropical air blew across the saturated lace of her panties. Her head fell back to land on Derrick’s broad shoulder. Without any coercion her stance spread, opening herself to the
Elaina felt so good in his arms. He hadn’t realised when she’d been sitting at the bar just how tall she was. When upright, the top of her head came to his chin, which was something he’d never experienced with a playmate. Elaina’s reactions to his directives at the bar had launched his desire to Master her to uncharted heights. The scent of her arousal floating up to greet him had nearly done him in. His cock had throbbed with the need to plunge deep inside her, hard. Elaina’s whole body had opened to him, begging for his mastery. She’d been only moments away from splintering the air with her cry of completion, and as much as he’d wanted to experience that song, he knew the longer he could keep her on the edge, the harder she would fall. The more she’d crave what only he could give her. The more he would crave to give it to her. In that, he would become her slave.
Where these intense feelings were coming from, he didn’t know. He’d played with countless women over the years, both before and after opening this resort. He’d only known of Elaina’s existence for a couple of weeks and met her a mere hour ago, but something deep inside told him this woman was different.
He didn’t know if he was ready to trust in a relationship again. Carolyn had burned him good, and despite knowing, logically, that all women wouldn’t stampede across his heart, it was difficult to believe, to accept, to allow any vulnerability to the fairer sex. It was no hardship to Master them with a firm hand and commanding voice. His body, his psyche demanded control as much as Elaina’s demanded submission, but trust was a two-way street and he was firmly hogging both lanes.
Derrick’s erection pressed against her as they danced. The firmness dug into her stomach with their bodies plastered together. He felt huge, and she was both nervous and excited to see his cock in its full, bare glory. Performing rough calculations in her head, she knew him to be quite a bit larger than Mike. Hell, quite a bit larger than any man she’d slept with. Would she be able to take him? Would her pussy stretch to accommodate his width? How much of his length would she be able to swallow? Was it even possible to fit something that big inside her ass?
“What are you thinking about so hard, Elaina?”
Yeah, like I’m going to tell you that . “Nothing,” she squeaked.
“Honesty, is a key to our arrangement. When I ask you a question I expect a truthful answer. Now…what were you thinking about?”
She knew her cheeks must be turning bright red with embarrassment. Hopefully, the shadows in the bar disguised the reaction. “Your cock,” she whispered.
“What about it?” Derrick spun Elaina around so her back was plastered to his chest. He captured her hips in his grasp and ground his against her. He bent his head and whispered in her ear, “What about my cock? It’s hard for you. It wants to fill every opening of your body. I’m not a small man in any respect, but don’t worry, before I slip my cock inside you, you’ll be so primed your body will open like a magnificent flower. I’ll thrust inside you with more power than you’ve ever known and you’ll love every second of it. Your juices will flood from your body, and your mind with splinter with ecstasy.”
“Derrick,” she gasped.
“Put your arms around my neck,” he ordered.
Elaina opened her eyes to find the entire bar had emptied. Where had everyone gone? There was no bartender or patrons. It was as if they’d all vanished into thin air, leaving only her and Derrick in this bubble of time.
Derrick’s large hand moved lazily down from her stomach where he’d been holding her, pressing her body tightly against his. Long fingers inched up the material of her skirt to her waist. Warm tropical air blew across the saturated lace of her panties. Her head fell back to land on Derrick’s broad shoulder. Without any coercion her stance spread, opening herself to the
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