Page 42 of Demanded Submission


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He hadn’t laughed or shoved them aside, providing detailed answers.

He was so experienced and powerful that a part of me remained in awe, but that wasn’t what he wanted. He wasn’t attempting to belittle me or treat me as if I was a nothing but a fling he would toss away. Although I refused to be a fool. This also wasn’t forever, merely a pleasant blip in time. He needed someone to work out the ‘kinks’ in his heavy and tense schedule and I needed…

Someone to continue nurturing me. Admitting that was surprisingly easier than I’d believed it would be.

I’d loved the taste of his cock, the pre-cum lingering in my mouth. He had a musky scent that was uniquely him, more intoxicating tonight than I’d noticed before. I’d gathered a sense that he could have required me to continue the intense stimulation for some time, which I wouldn’t have minded. As with every other experience I’d had with him before, I longed to please him.

His entire demeanor was different, now so dominating that I didn’t recognize his voice. As he spun me around, cupping my breasts as he held my back against his chest, I could feel his rapidly beating heart. There was something deliciously filthy about the fact he was completely dressed while I was devoid of any piece of clothing.

The light, warm breeze tickled my skin, creating dancing sensations yet he’d already awakened every one of my senses. I was on a cloud of bliss, desire blooming more every passing second.

He caressed my skin, his massive hands forming a cradle under the heaviness of my breasts. When he kissed the top of my head, I eased my hands against his legs, arching my back.

“You will do everything I command you to do.”

“Yes, sir,” I answered, still unsure about whether I was required to call him Master. If he was displeased, he said nothing, yet he pinched my nipples, twisting them in his fingers.

I wasn’t anticipating the shock of discomfort or the subsequent vibrations deep inside my pussy. A gasp left my mouth, a span of white light floating by my eyes.

“Good girl. I will take care of you.”

His comforting words seemed odd, but I sensed he meant them. I’d never wanted anyone to take care of me before and the thought of starting now was difficult to stomach. He rubbed his palm down my stomach, his fingers flexed open. When he reached my pussy, he cupped my mound, curling a single finger to tease my clit.

The man was masterful in his actions, the temptation almost immediately pushing me to a sweet moment of bliss. As he continued to torment my nipple, he created a wave of pleasure by stroking my clit. Within seconds, my lungs screamed for air and I was gasping for it, my legs shaking. The combination was so intense that my body rocked against his.

“Oh…” My murmur seemed to echo and I closed my eyes as the wave of pleasure rushed over me.

Jameson pressed his rock-hard cock against my ass, a reminder that he had full control. I undulated my hips enough he lowered his head, growling in my ear. The teasing continued but he shifted his hand, plunging two of his fingers past my swollen folds. My entire body shivered, my legs threatening to give out.

I’d never experienced foreplay like this. No one had cared enough to push me into a spectacular frenzy, so wet and hot that I was certain I couldn’t hold back an orgasm.

As I started panting, his strokes became more intensified. When he added rolling his thumb across my clit, I almost lost it, even though I knew I wasn’t allowed to come without permission.

He nuzzled his head against my ear, his scorching hot breath searing my skin. “Very good girl. You’re not allowed to come yet.”

I wasn’t certain his reminder would help, every nerve standing on end, a fire burning brightly inside my core. I grabbed a handful of his trousers, tugging to try to keep my mind from splintering into a thousand pieces. Every sound I made reminded of some wild animal in heat, my mind spinning out of control.

Just when I thought I couldn’t take it any longer, he tossed me further over the railing, both his hands gripping my bottom as he kicked my legs apart. I grabbed the thick metal, half laughing from the force he’d used. I took deep breaths, the humid air and ocean breeze almost as stimulating as the man.

The hard crack across my bottom pushed a yelp from my throat but added to the series of tingles. I tipped my head over my shoulder, still amazed at the sight of his broad shoulders and sculpted chest that the loose-fitting shirt couldn’t hide.

He dropped his trousers then wrapped his hand around my throat, immediately driving his thumb into my mouth. When he placed his cock against my swollen folds, my body tensed. He was so large that the anticipation kept the light floating in front of my eyes.

There was no pretense, no romantic words said before he pressed the tip inside. My muscles immediately clamped around his thickness, drawing him in even deeper. We both groaned collectively, my grip on the railing tightening. I sucked his thumb, tasting my juice and a hint of cognac. The combination was delicious.

“So tight,” he muttered as he pulled out, thrusting into me again. The angle forced me onto my toes and for a few seconds, I felt as if I was flying. When he pulled out again, the thrust was more brutal and I loved every second of it. “The things I’m going to teach you.”

Several of the kinks rushed into my mind, the thought of sharing them surprisingly tempting.

Moans slipped past my lips, my mind a beautiful blur of images and thoughts. I took shallow breaths, my heart continuing to race. He cracked his hand against my buttocks twice more, and I was shocked how much it added to the pleasure. A rush of adrenaline shot through my system, my blood almost boiling.

He slowed the pace as he squeezed his hand around my throat, not enough to choke me but just to the point I was even more aroused. How was that possible?

When I felt his face pressed against mine, the slight scruff of his beard delicately abrading my skin, I opened my eyes.

“In trusting someone and giving up control, you’ll learn that falling free will take you to ecstasy.”

Trust. I hadn’t thought about it but he was right. And I did trust him. I thought I’d never be able to trust again.

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