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It’s a natural reflex as I suddenly fist a handful of her soft dark hair and growl. “Yes, you may girl. Wrap your pretty lips around my cock.”
I shove her face lower and feel her soft lips pucker, wrapping around the head. She raises herself on her hands and knees and looks up at me. She takes all of me deep into her mouth until I feel the back of her throat.I clench my jaw, watching her suck my cock, her tongue swirling around the tip, and then swallows me again. She takes as much of me as she can, and I press her head down further, until she gags and chokes.
“Good girl. Take it all.” I groan, and she murmurs around my member.
I fuck her warm wet mouth, keeping my hand firmly gripped in her dark hair. The erotic sound of her moans and moist noises make my dick so hard it hurts.
The next moment she’s beneath me. I shift my hips making her spread her thighs wide. I position the tip of my cock right at the opening of her soft wet slit. “Are you ready for me my little slut? I’m about to fill you up,” And with one hard thrust, I enter her, burying myself deep.
She cries out my name as I move my hips, driving my angry hard dick into her soft pussy. I’m so deep, that I bang against her cervix.
I have everything I could possibly want, but Candace is all that I need. There’s only one piece of my life that I’ve been missing, and that’s her. I will claim her here and now, marking her as mine.
I look into her eyes, glazed over with heated desire. I’m over that high wall and I see all of my beautiful Candace, her vulnerability, her fear, her adoration. Her lips are parted, and I dip down, smashing my mouth over hers. I thrust hard and unrelenting into her soaking wet center.
Tears spring from her eyes. “I’m falling Drake. Fuck!”
“I’m here to catch you, my baby girl. Fall for me,” I hiss into her ear, biting her earlobe as I feel her pussy squeezing around me.
She reaches in between us and rubs her swollen sensitive clit with her fingertips. She shuts her eyes, her mouth drops open and she arches her back, orgasming around my pumping cock. I explode at the same exact time as she, my hot cum squirting deep into her core.
I roll over, holding her in my arms, and plant her soft body on top of me. I press her cheek to my hard pounding chest, trying to steady my breathing.
She moans, “I’m still here. You caught me. I’m okay.”
“Yes, Candace.Safe and protected, right here with me.”
The weight of her warm soft body eases my breathing and heart rate. I doze off with her in my arms. But I wake up a little while later and shift her to lay beside me and climb out of bed, hoping not to wake her.
I’m afraid to even admit it to myself, but I was falling just as much as Candace at that moment when I was deep inside her. And those self-doubts surface again. What if she’s not ready for this? Ready to let go and give me all control? Ready to accept my collar and be my submissive?
I get dressed, pulling my loose tie over my head, not bothering to tighten it. I look over at Candace as she stretches and yawns, the blankets come off her, revealing those beautiful tits of hers. Her hair is a mess and she glows with that look of being thoroughly fucked.
I pull on my suit jacket and lean down to kiss her forehead. “Rest baby girl. You have two more days to decide if you want to wear my collar.” I leave her then, walking to her bedroom door.
“Wait!” She leaves her bed, rushing to me, and drops to the floor on her knees. She bows her head and lays her open palms on her lap. “I present to you, Sir. I give my body, my mind, and my heart to you. I want to wear your collar and be your submissive.”
Those words Candace speaks hit me right in the gut. I lean down and smooth my hand down her dark hair. “Take my hand, Candace.”
She lifts herself up off her knees and stands there peering up at me. Her nakedness makes my dick jerk, and I’m ready to fuck her again. Without heels, she’s so much shorter than me, as she leans her head back to look up into my eyes.
I pull her to me and kiss her with a tenderness I never thought I had. “My beautiful baby girl. I’m so honored that you’ve given me this privilege. I promise to love and cherish you for as long as you will allow me.”
Chapter 17
Candace
Aweekandahalf have passed since the night I knelt before Drake, and it had to be one of the most precious moments of my life. For so many years I had to be the one calling the shots and now I’m given the opportunity to have a break, to just be Candance. I don’t have to be Miss. I’m just me.
It was a little odd the first few nights at the club. Some of the regulars were looking at me a bit odd, surprised that I had decided to switch. I can’t blame them for being shocked, it’s not exactly like I had expected it to happen either. But Drake is relentless, and at the end of the day, he knew exactly what it was that I needed. Freedom, the freedom from the weight of being a Mistress. I love parts of it, in having my submissives come to me, rely on me, and give me their trust. Although, I needed certain things that I would never be able to get from them. The only person I’d be able to get those would be from another dominant – Drake.
For years I had let my own personal needs go instead of recognizing and making sure I was doing what was best for me. I feel that I failed them or let them down in a sense. If only I had realized years ago what I truly wanted, then some of them could have gone on to have better relationships than what I could offer to them.
Today, I spent all my time driving around Vegas and having sit-downs with every single one of my clients. They’d known a little bit, and it was vague at that. Previously I’d told them that I was taking time off but didn’t go into the specifics. Today was the day when I explained that I needed a change and that I’d help each and every one of them to find a person better suited.
My last visit today was going to be the hardest and I knew that. A deep, sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach haunted me all day until I arrived at Chase’s. I texted him and told him that it was best we meet upstairs, where I could speak to him privately. To my surprise he was already waiting for me at the front door, dressed clad in an Armani suit. He’d only dressed this way when he had business to attend to.
“Candace,” he greets, his tone of voice sounding a bit salty. Almost like he’s angry at me. I wouldn’t blame him if he is, I most certainly deserve it.
