The Dom’s Submission: Complete Series by Ellis O. Day
CHAPTER 13: Maggie
Maggie hurried to finish her work. She was more than eager to show Terry how much she appreciated him. She blinked back tears. Asking his friends to help her pack and move was the nicest thing anyone had ever done for her. She glanced at him as she wrapped silverware in napkins. His eyes were on her and they were narrowed as he sipped his drink.
She smiled but his gaze dropped to her ass. Her hand stilled. He couldn’t possibly tell that she’d removed the Ben Wa balls, could he? No, there was no way. She continued preparing the utensils for the next day and he continued to watch her.
Sweat began to trickle down her back. He was going to want to remove them. He’d said so. She’d better put them back for him to find. Her insides clenched with desire and dread. Those things drove her crazy, making her aware of her private parts with every breath and step, but if he discovered that she’d removed them, she’d be punished even more. That thought was like a stroke of his tongue across her pussy. His punishments had been divine so far. She could let him discover…no. He was doing her a huge favor by helping her move. There’d been no way she’d been going to get it done in time by herself. She’d known that, but she’d refused to accept it because that meant hiring movers and she didn’t have the money.
Her manager, Mary Lou, walked to Terry’s table. “Sir, we’re closing now. Would you like us to call you a cab?” She glanced at his glass.
He’d been drinking for hours but he still seemed in control. “Nope. She’s my designated driver.” He nodded at Maggie.
“Oh. Okay.” Mary Lou’s eyes dimmed a little. “You’ll need to wait outside while we finish.”
“Sure.” He tossed back his drink and strode to the door.
As soon as he stepped outside, Mary Lou walked over to her. “You’re not supposed to have boyfriends here while you work.”
Her mouth dropped open. Everyone did it. Max, the bartender, picked up a different woman almost every night and they always sat inside at the bar with him. And Mary Lou’s boyfriend had been here every day she closed until they’d broken up. The other woman was just mad because she’d had her eye on Terry all night. She should say something but she’d never liked confrontation. “Okay. I’m sorry.” She hated herself for being weak.
“Don’t do it again.” Mary Lou smiled, but it was catty. “Let’s get out of here. I know you have better things to do.” She glanced out the door at Terry who was looking at his phone.
“I’m going to use the restroom first. I’ll be right back.” It was the perfect opportunity to put those things back inside her body. Terry couldn’t follow her this time.
When Maggie and the others exited the restaurant, Terry was gone. She looked around the parking lot. He couldn’t have left. He wouldn’t do that to her. Would he?
A car pulled up and he got out of the driver’s side. A surge of relief washed through her. He hadn’t left her. It wasn’t that she cared. No. This was just a fun fling, but it would’ve been embarrassing. Everyone knew she was supposed to go home with the hot guy from the bar.
“You drive.” He walked to her side and handed her the keys.
“This isn’t your car.” His was a black Mercedes. This was a Volvo, dark blue and brand new. Now, she remembered. She’d seen it in his garage.
“No, it’s yours for as long as you need it.” He got into the car.
She stared at his closed door. This was not happening. She walked to the driver’s side and got in. “I’m not taking this car.” She adjusted the seat, put on her seatbelt and started the engine. It purred, nothing at all like the death rattle she was used to.
“Don’t be stupid.” He rested his hand on her thigh.
“Not while I’m driving.” She moved his hand off her leg. This car was too expensive. If she got in an accident, she’d be indebted to him forever.
“I’m not doing anything.” He gently squeezed her thigh. “I missed touching you.”
Her heart melted. It’d been a long time since a man had missed anything except her washing his underwear. “Okay, but no funny business.” She pulled out of the parking lot and into the street.
“Agreed. Until we get to my house. Then, all bets are off.” He grinned at her in the dark.
He was so darn sexy. Her inner muscles clenched, causing the toy inside of her to roll. She gasped slightly.
“Like your punishment, don’t you?”
She didn’t want to answer that. It was embarrassing how turned on she was. She’d had tampons inside her and they never, ever made her hot.
“Don’t be stubborn, my little rabbit.”
“I’m not.” She was.
“Then be a good girl and answer my question.” His fingers skimmed back and forth on her leg, right above her knee.
He wasn’t anywhere near where she needed him, but even this small touch was driving her mad and making her so needy and wet. She shifted on her seat and moaned as the balls rolled, her muscles clenching around them.
“Pull into that gas station and park on the side.”
“Why?” They didn’t need gas and she didn’t want to delay getting to his house.
“Because I said so.”
“You’re not the boss.”
“I am. You agreed—”
“That you were the boss when we…you know.”
“Trust me and do what I said.”
She gave him a dirty look but pulled up by the gas station, parking on the side of the building. She shouldn’t be mad. He might have to pee. He’d had quite a lot to drink and she could wait a few more minutes. She didn’t want to, but she could.
He leaned over and kissed her ear. “You’re so fucking ready to come, aren’t you?”
The breath caught in her throat. She hadn’t expected this. “We can’t. Not here.” Although, she wanted to, needed to.
“We won’t.” His lips trailed down her neck.
“Then why?” She almost cried. They could’ve been closer to his house, closer to release.
“We won’t but you will.” He nipped her ear and his hand skimmed up her leg.
“Here?” She was almost panting. She should stop him, but her legs drifted open.
“No one will even notice.” He sat up, moving away from her, except for his hand that crept closer to the juncture between her thighs. “Look at me, like we’re talking.”
She turned and his eyes sparked with flames of desire. Her gaze dropped to his pants and by the outline in his jeans, he was more than ready. His fingers drifted over her pussy. It was fleeting but every atom in her body zoomed to that spot, tensing for more.
“Look at me. If I can’t feel you when you come, I want to at least see you.” His voice was rough and she obeyed without thought. “Good girl.” He pressed between her legs, his fingers trailing back and forth.
She rolled her hips forward, toward his hand, toward the pleasure. His nostrils flared as he rubbed her. Her hips rocked and the balls inside her shifted. She gasped as he pressed harder.
“You like that, don’t you? Those balls rolling around, pressing against you, making you cling to them.”
She was panting and thrusting against his hand.
“Answer me.”
“Yes.” Her eyes drifted half-closed.
“Good girl. Now, I’ll reward you.” He stopped stroking her.
“Please, Terry. Sir.” She almost wept. She’d been so close all night and now to have him stop.
“Shhh.” His lips turned up in a smirk but she didn’t care because he was unbuttoning her pants.
She wanted to scream “yes” as he pulled down the zipper. She opened her legs wider, watching as his hand disappeared inside her pants.
“Look at me.”
She raised her eyes to his.
“Is this what you want?” He rubbed her clit.
“Yes.” Her head dropped back against the seat. “God, yes.”
He stroked her in long, firm strokes, each movement causing the balls to roll with his rhythm. Her eyes closed and she gasped as the toy bumped against a spot that sent electricity racing through her.
“There, it is.” His strokes became shorter and faster, making those balls stay against that spot, rubbing and pressing.
Her fingernails dug into his wrist, holding him against her as waves of pleasure crashed over her. “Oh…oh, Terry.” She moaned, her hips jerking against his hand as she came.
“That’s it. You were so good tonight.” His eyes shimmered in the darkness.
Her heart pounded in her chest but her body felt like her bones had been removed.
His hand slipped from her pants, buttoning and zipping her back up before resting above her knee. “Can you drive?”
“Of course, I can drive.” She thought she could anyway.
“Then, let’s go.”
“We need to go inside and buy something.”
“Why? Do you need a drink?”
“No, but you don’t stop at a gas station to visit. Even if you only use the restroom, you buy something.”
“Why would you do that?”
“Because it’s the right thing to do.”
“I don’t see it.”
“If you use their facilities—”
“We didn’t. We sat in their parking lot for two minutes while I rubbed you off.”
“Don’t say it like that.” There was no reason for him to be so crass.
He grabbed her chin. “Don’t tell me what to do. I’m the boss remember?”
“Only in the bedroom.”
“In all sexual encounters.”
“That’s what I meant.”
“That’s what this was.”
She started the car. “Do you want to leave or not?” The balls shifted, making desire spark to life again. She needed them out and she needed him inside her.
“Not before you submit.”
“I just submitted,” she said through clenched teeth. She had no idea what he wanted from her. She’d kept those damn things inside her almost all night and then she’d come for him in a parking lot. What kind of woman did those things? She really didn’t want to think about that too much.
“Say what I did to you and don’t use flowery or evasive words.”
“You…you put your hand—”
“Nope. Try again.”
The bastard was enjoying this. “You rubbed me.”
“And what did you do.” This time he couldn’t hide his smirk.
“I came.”
“Good, rabbit. Now, let’s go home so I can fuck you.”
