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“Yes, Sir,” I said, laughing as we both ran up the stairs after we threw our coats on the sofa.
He let me go to my old room before him, and once I opened the doors, I gasped loud enough for him to enjoy it.
“Like it?”
I would never have recognized the room. It had been breezy and filled with muted colors, light oak furniture, but all that furniture was gone. The only thing left was the bed, sans head and footboards. In the middle of the room, a wooden post was set, and on that, shackles.
“It’s too much, right? I am scaring the hell out of you, right?”
Rick was pacing by the door, watching my face, glancing back at the room. I lay a hand on his arm and whispered, “It’s not too much. It’s just a shock, being this isn’t the room I am used to seeing.”
“It’s too much. It makes me look like I want to torture you.”
I stopped him with a kiss, touching my hands to his waist briefly. “You do, and I’m not running. Take me into the room, Rick. I’m yours.”
Rick sighed then held me and kissed me roughly, his fingers in my hair. The kiss wasn’t romantic, but the passion it encased made me dizzy.
I was walked backward into the room while Rick continued to kiss me, deeper for every step. When my back hit the pole, Rick stopped kissing me and whispered, “I am so crazy about you.”
“I know,” I said, and meant it. Not always, being in love, did I feel it so deeply that I was sure about it. Who really knows for sure? Well, when you find the right one, like the cliché, you know.
I knew.
My hands were taken into his and moved over my head, and I let my lids slide shut so I could better feel his bleeding of all the hesitation. It was draining from him quickly, and like I could feel the heat of sunlight coming through a window, I felt his confidence and dominance emerge.”
The cold metal of the shackles gave me chills as the cuffs were closed over my wrists. Inside of them was padding, and once they were closed, they were tight.
“You okay?”
“I’m okay, Sir.”
He kissed me again and pulled open my shirt, the buttons flying in every direction. That was incredibly sexy and a testament to the rough, hard Dom inside him was begging to be released.
Feeling his power, he growled at me in the kiss, his hand gripping my throat. “I want you so bad, Kan. Fuck, I just want to…”
“Hurt me?”
“Yes, but that sounds awful.”
I laughed a little, knowing how tentative he was about all of it. “I have a safeword. Trust me to use it if it gets too much and I’ll trust you to stop.”
“Of course, I’d stop!”
“Then stop questioning your needs, my needs and start, Sir. Respectfully.”
He laughed in relief and kissed me. He kissed me a lot, and I loved it. “Okay. Okay, bear with me, please? I’m…not new to this, but very new to this, if that makes sense.”
“It does. Take all the time you need,” I purred to him, moving my head to catch him in a kiss. “I’m here…right here for you to do whatever you want to me, Sir.”
He moved his head back to stare in my eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched until he was grinning. “You really, like…enjoy this, don’t you?”
“I’ve been whipped, flogged, slapped, the whole nine. I like it all just fine, Sir. Get off on me, use me, hurt me. I’m right here.”
Like lightning, his hand came up to my throat, gripped and tightened. “Well, you keep talking about things other men did to you, and it’s going to get a lot worse,” he grunted with menace in his formally dancing eyes.
Just like that, I was flying, the endorphins overcoming me, and then I received a slap to my chest, then another, and then there were teeth on my flesh, sinking in slowly, painfully. I felt my entire body light up in pain and then I flew on a wave into the air, lost in the feelings he was happy to give me.
He bit the muscle that ran from my neck to my shoulder, and in the bite, I heard him growling like an animal gone feral. His hand moved from my throat to my balls, and once again, he squeezed. In his fist, my balls were on fire, an ache in my stomach came that was making me nauseous, but then the wave would wash me away from the pain.
