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I couldn’t look away. Was this him saying yes? Me, again, at his feet, not having a say in what he did to me? “I would die to have that again. But…” I inhaled. I had to take a stand. “Not always.”
“No. Not always. Come here.”
He’d changed his mind? Riveted by the possibilities, by the excruciating future that seemed almost here, I froze for an instant.
Shaking, I rose and went around the table to stand before him. He smoothed his hands around my back, then down to my thighs and up the sides, slowly raising the dress until he could look beneath at my mons.
“You are indeed naked. Pretty.” He cupped my pussy and I gasped at the heat of his palm. “I remember you sitting on Damien at the party. That was so sexy.” He paused and studied my face. “The alternative to me hurting you is of course you submitting to me utterly when we’re at home and in private. If I want you to lick my shoes or kiss them, or to again sit on the floor at the table while I eat, will you?”
Hell. Why did that arouse me? My clit had instantly perked up. “Yes,” I said, hoarsely. “I will. To me, I’m not sure how to explain it, but…” I stared at him pleadingly. “It’s my way of loving you.”
“I realize that.” He sucked in a long shuddering breath, his fingers clamped onto my hip hard, and I heard the sound of his shoe scraping on the timber deck. His eyes were stone.
Whatever he was about to say, must be difficult for him to say. I waited, patient, yet churning up inside with tension.
“I’m not into the word love, Jodie, but you are the only woman for me. Always have been. Always will be. But, I have to ask this. Jodie, you’ll trust me?”
“Yes.” God, yes.
“Okay. I’ve done my penance. I see your point in that. I want to do small painful things to you that can’t escalate into anything dangerous. I am going to trust you to safeword though. Say red if you need to. Okay? But only for pain. No safeword for anything else.”
Small and painful.He was back. I didn’t bother to ask what he would do. “Red.” The word had come out husky and had barely squeezed out my throat. I swallowed. “Yes.”
“Good. Excellent. First task.” He grinned. “Unzip me and then sit on my cock.”
There was nothing before me except his eyes pinning me to the spot and that damn smile. Fuck. Bastard.
I didn’t want to fail at the first hurdle. I curled my toes, thinking fast. No safeword for this? What about people out here? Someone might see us. My neighbors couldn’t, though. Only, perhaps, someone out on a boat. And they’d need a telescope. Unless someone was on the beach below, but even then…
Trust me.
I took a step closer, then I bent over and unbuttoned and slowly unzipped him. I freed his erect cock from his underwear until it stood up where I could see it clearly. The idea of him fucking me outdoors…I was instantly damp. He pushed the table away so there was more space.
“Straddle me. I want to feel your pussy on me. I want to see you, Jodie, in daylight as I penetrate you. Wait, first, wet me with your mouth.”
I was already wet enough between my legs, but, he wanted my mouth.
“Yes, Sir.” As I lowered myself and knelt, he took my hair, and guided me.
Face turned upward by his hand, I could do nothing as he fingered my lips. “And from now on it’s Sir when we are in private.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Then I let him push my mouth onto his cock. My saliva wet him all along his length and I curled my tongue around him as I went down and came up. I tasted him for the first time in days. The pressure between my legs made me squeeze my thighs together and wriggle my ass. His hand fumbled and slid beneath the bodice of my dress, and over my breast. His finger and thumb clamped onto my nipple. Uh. I choked on his cock. The zing of the hurt elevated me into another level of excitement. The sadism said mine like nothing else.
I’d never worked out why, maybe never would, but I loved that. The multiple tiny pains, his hand in my hair, the sharp ache at my nipple as he tugged and twisted, the dig of his fingers at my hip – all these said I was wanted, taken.
The chair creaked as he shifted and lifted my head away. As my mouth left his erection, a string of saliva wet my chin. I blinked up at him.
“Now sit on me,” he growled.
God, yes. I wanted this too. I didn’t care who saw. I could feel him sliding into me. Mind fogged by desire, I stumbled to my feet, and lifted my dress while he observed my every move.
It was awkward to get my leg on the other side of him but once I had, my legs were far apart and split. My lower lips pulled wide. With his hand at my hip, I directed myself until my entrance poised above, with his tip nudging my center. Down. At the exquisite sensation of his cock entering me, I let my head fall forward.
“Go slow,” he said, his words husky.
Ah. With my hands braced on his shoulders, I moved down a little, slipping on the wetness from my body. Instinct took me. Without need for thought, my hips rose and fell, sliding me up and down his shaft in tiny distances. I groaned and my breathing hastened.
