Page 187 of Entering Stronghold


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“So... how do we talk about this?” Her voice came across almost business-like, which made Rick grin even wider.

“Well, first you tell me how you think the scene went, what you liked, what you didn’t like.”

Maria made a face. “Why does it seem like I’m always the one who has to tell you what’s going on in my head first before you tell me anything?”

“Because I’m in charge,” Rick said, giving her a meaningful look. “At least when it comes to the bedroom stuff. But I don’t mind at all telling you that I loved every second of the scene, it was the hottest scene I’ve ever had in my life. I think that’s because of the connection we have, and I want more.” The calm tone he used was completely at odds with the hot, hungry look in his eyes. Maria felt her stomach flip over as he squeezed her thigh, just above her knee.

With other guys, she’d occasionally worried about casual touching on her more fleshy parts, even though she would have dumped any of their asses if they’d said anything derogatory about her body. With Rick she didn’t even feel a flash of worry, because of the way he was looking at her. It was crystal clear Rick liked touching all her parts, and not just during sexy time.

“Okay...” Maria took a deep breath, a little bit shocked by how much he’d just revealed. “Then um... yeah. I really liked the scene. Everything about it.” Even using words like “the scene” to distance herself a bit from it, she could feel a blush coming on.

Rick raised his eyebrows at her. “Everything?”

“Well, there were a couple of times when I kind of wanted to smack you and tell you to get on with it,” Maria said, poking him in the arm and making him laugh. He squeezed her thigh again, his thumb stroking slightly, and she could feel her body hum with pleasure.

“That’s what I like,” he said, his smile fading just a bit as he became more serious, his gaze becoming more intent. “I like to draw everything out. In fact, I went easy on you the other night because you’re so new to all of this and I was pretty sure you aren’t used to being denied orgasm, but that’s exactly what I want. I want to control your orgasms, so you only have them when I say you can, and that will mostly be when I give them to you. I might tie you up and tease you for hours before letting you come... or I might tie you up and make you come over and over again until you’re begging me to stop. That’s the kind of control which turns me on.”

It was so, so wrong, but her pussy was clenching at both of those images. Had she already forgotten her railing frustration when he’d been taking his sweet time? And yet... the idea of being at his mercy again was... wow. Plus, come on, like she’d ever begged a guy to let her stop coming. That was something she’d like to experience.

“Okay... that’s a lot. But um... I’m getting hot and bothered just hearing you talk about it and I don’t know if it’s just that it’s you or if I’ll actually like it, but I like you and I want to try...”

“Even though you wanted to smack me the other night?”

“Yeah, but even so it was still the most... well it was the best orgasm I’ve ever had.” Maria rubbed her cheek, which felt like it was on fire from blushing. Even though she was looking at Rick, she couldn’t quite look him in the eye while she said this, but he didn’t call her on it, obviously realizing it was hard for her. “The best sexual experience I’ve had all around, really. Sometimes I think the only reason I’m not immediately down with all this is because there’s a little voice in the back of my head that says I’m an independent woman and I shouldn’t want to give up control over my body.”

“Which is why it’s such a gift when you do,” Rick said softly. Reaching out, he pulled her a little bit closer, so she was practically on his lap again. This time Maria didn’t resist, warming to the tenderness in his voice. “It’s not something I, or any good Dom, takes for granted. I absolutely see you as an independent woman, who can take care of herself and doesn’t need me—especially not to give you an orgasm. So when you give up your control, when you trust me to tie you up and have my wicked way with you,” he winked, “when you submit to my desires and my control and wait for my say so to find pleasure... it means a great deal more to me than if you were completely dependent on me for everything or didn’t know how to give yourself an orgasm.” Maria giggled.

“Yeah, okay, I can see that,” she said, feeling reassured. He’d said similar things to her already, but now that she’d gone through a scene with him, she had a much better understanding of exactly how much trust, how much submission it would require of her. “So, what about outside of that? Like, dating-wise. How does that work?”

“Just the way it’s been working, except we start spending time together outside of just the mornings,” Rick said, grinning. Reaching up, he brushed some strands of hair out of her face, cupping her cheek with his hand. Maria leaned into the caress, feeling even more of her nervousness trickle away. “I can’t promise I won’t be at least a little bit pushy outside of the bedroom, but I have no doubt you can hold your own. Just look at Adam and Angel for an example. In day to day life, he’s a much bigger control freak than I am, he’d run someone like Hilary or Jessica right over, but Angel stands up to him no problem.”

“And gets spanked for it.”

“Only when she does it in the club. And you liked your spanking, sweetheart.” He drawled the last part, making her body heat at the salacious way he said it and the memory of how much she’d liked being spanked. “So does she. That’s not a real punishment for her.”

Maria giggled. “Yeah, I did kinda get that impression.”

“So what do you think?” Rick stroked his finger down her cheek. “Wanna have dinner with me tonight?”

That didn’t even take a moment of thought.

“Yes, please.”

18

Rick was on cloud nine, if cloud nine also happened to include blue ball hell.

Having decided it was best if he and Maria took a step back after the Introductory Scene, he’d ensured they didn’t do more than kiss while they were together. Saturday morning he’d taken her to pick up her car so she could go to work. That afternoon he’d finally gone to her restaurant to visit her and then they’d ended up having dinner there. Which meant he didn’t pay, but that was alright. He wasn’t that much of a control freak. Afterwards he’d brought her back to his place and sat her down to watch A New Hope, because he still considered it a crime she hadn’t seen any of the Star Wars movies.

She giggled through the light saber battle between Obi-Wan and Darth Vader at the end. Even Rick had to admit it didn’t hold up compared to some of the later battles, much less modern technology, but otherwise she enjoyed the movie. Afterwards they’d cuddled on the couch talking some more, until they’d started kissing.

It took all of his self-control to walk her back up to her apartment that night, rather than dragging her down the hall to his bedroom like the horny animal he was. After that came the very long shower and right arm workout while he remembered her softness, her wet heat, and the way she writhed and begged while he tasted her. Unfortunately, jerking off one night didn’t do anything to cool his libido the next day at the pool.

They had to keep it PG for the kids there, but they still flirted and splashed and kissed.

But most of all, they learned about each other. Rick told her about the camps his parents would send him to as a kid and how he’d come to his love of nature from that. Maria had never been camping, except for when she was in the Girl Scouts, which was definitely something he wanted to remedy. He told her about his brother Kenneth, whom he rarely talked about because they weren’t exactly close anymore. Kenneth lived in Philly; three years Rick’s senior, he’d been shocked and appalled when he’d walked in on Rick with a gagged woman tied to his bed. They’d explained things to Kenneth, after everyone was decently dressed, and his brother said he understood, but he’d never been comfortable with Rick after that. Which was why Rick only visited Kenneth and his wife Clara about once a year, usually on a holiday when he couldn’t get down to his parents. And they never came to his place.

Maria had already told him a lot about herself, especially her family and her place in it. Always the older sister, always the caretaker. Always the good example. When she admitted to him that Jackie’s pregnancy made her both excited and jealous, he hugged her close and told her it was only natural. After all, he’d felt the same way about his friends settling down into real relationships. It wasn’t quite the same, but he knew the guilt that cluttered around feeling envious over someone else’s happiness.

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