The Dom’s Submission: Complete Series by Ellis O. Day

 

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER 17:  Maggie

 

 

 

Maggie had to swallow. There really was no other choice. Terry’s hands held her head as his cock spurted inside her. She swallowed and it was warm and strong but not unpleasant.

He moaned. “Fuck, baby. Yes.” His grip loosened and he stroked her hair as he pulled from her mouth. He stared down at her, his eyes warm and dark as he ran his thumb over her chin, catching a string of semen. “Open.”

She did, sucking his cum from his finger. She’d always been an obedient person but this man could make her do anything and enjoy it. She’d never been turned on by giving David head, but with Terry it was different. He was so in control, so in charge except when her lips were around his cock. Then, the power had been hers and it’d been an aphrodisiac.

“That’s my girl.” He took her hand and helped her stand. He bent and kissed her, his tongue darting into her mouth.

After a blow job, David would never kiss her until she brushed her teeth, but Terry’s tongue explored her mouth, while one of his hands played with her ass and the other her nipple.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, rubbing herself against him like a cat wanting attention. She was on edge and ready to go.

He broke the kiss and bent, pulling up his underwear and pants.

“You’re getting dressed?” That was not what she wanted. Not at all.

He grabbed her chin and kissed her. It was quick and hard. “Trust me.”

“Okay.” She frowned. She was so horny he’d better not plan on keeping that cock in his pants for long.

“Now, it’s my turn.” He took her hand and led her into the kitchen.

David had liked to eat or sleep after sex. She wasn’t ready to do either. If she said something, he might punish her and although his punishments were lovely, she needed this last one done. The balls shifted and wiggled with each step and they’d rocked inside her while she’d been giving him head. She bit her lip to keep quiet.

“Only I get to do that.” He kissed her, pulling her close.

She almost moaned as her nipples, already hard and eager, rubbed against his shirt. He grabbed her and lifted her, sitting her on the table. As soon as she was down, his hands cupped her breasts, tweaking her nipples as he left hot, wet kisses down her chest.

Her head dropped back, her fingers tangling in his hair as he teased along her skin, kissing everywhere but her nipples. She tried to pull him closer, to direct his lips, but he stayed where he was, only a whisper from her tiny buds, letting his breath fan over them. She shifted, her nipple brushing against his face but he lifted away, a teasing glint in his eyes as they locked with hers. His hands skimmed down her body in a slow caress to her waist. He leaned forward and licked one nipple, rubbing the tip around his tongue like a berry. The rough heat sent shivers to her pussy, making her throb. She wrapped her legs around his waist, dragging him closer.

“God, you’re so fucking hot.” His lips clamped down around her nipple, sucking and laving it with his tongue.

“Oh, yes. Please.” She needed this and so much more. She was so on edge, so close. She grabbed one of his hands and put it on her upper thigh. She needed him to touch her there too.

“Not yet, rabbit.” He bit down on her nipple.

The slight pain from his teeth mixed with the pleasure, sending her over the edge. She moaned, her body shaking with her release.

“Fuck. I didn’t expect that.” His hand moved between her thighs, rubbing in firm, fast strokes.

The balls rocked within her as another wave of pleasure shot through her body. She trembled, her nails digging into his shoulders and her hips thrusting greedily against his hand, searching for every last bit of pleasure.

“That’s it.” He whispered against the side of her head, his hand slowing between her legs until it was nothing more than lovely pressure. “You did it again.”

“What?” She forced her eyes open.

“Fuck,” he said under his breath. “You’re so fucking gorgeous when you come.” He kissed her. It was hard and fast. “I should punish you for coming again without my permission but all I want to do right now is fuck you so hard that you scream.”

“Okay by me.” Actually, that sounded like a fabulous idea. She grabbed the waistband of his pants, unhooking the button and moving to the zipper.

“Not so fast.” He caught her wrists.

“What?” She dragged her eyes away from the bulge in his pants—that lovely, large and delicious bulge was back and ready to play.

“If my cock comes out, it’s over. I’ll have your legs in the air and be fucking you before you can blink.”

“And that’s a problem?” She flushed at her boldness. She’d never been like this but she wanted him now.

He kissed her nose. “I still haven’t had my dessert.”

“What dessert? Oh.” She was pretty sure he didn’t mean the chocolate cake. She was sitting on his kitchen table. Her face hot from embarrassment and anticipation.

His fingers slipped under her waistband, teasing the soft skin of her belly. Her eyelids lowered. Yes, remove the clothes. Mine and yours.

“Those balls inside you are nice, aren’t they?”

“Yes,” she sighed. “And no.”

“Oh, you’ll love them soon.” He unfastened her pants before grabbing her ass and lifting her from the table.

She helped him tug her pants and underwear down, kicking them off her feet as she ran her hands along his chest, pushing up his shirt. “This needs to go.”

“Will that make you happy?”

“Yes.” It was a start.

“Then by all means.” His eyes heated as he pulled off his shirt.

That gorgeous, hot, male body in front of her was all hers. She leaned forward, kissing her way across his chest. It was payback time. Her tongue darted all around his nipple before she sucked, letting her teeth scrape him gently.

He tugged her hair. “Enough. This is my turn. Remember?”

She smiled. “Of course, Sir. Whatever you want.”

“Don’t say that if you don’t mean it.” He grabbed her chin. “Did you mean it?”

“I-I’m not sure.” There were a lot of things she didn’t want to do, but she would’ve said that exact thing about swallowing and she’d enjoyed doing that for him.

“Don’t say it again unless you are.”

“O-okay.” Was she ready to let him do anything to her…with her?

“Now, lie back but stay on your elbows.”

Her mind tumbled over all the things she’d heard about doms and subs—tying up, whipping—as she stretched out on the table.

He grabbed one of her legs and lifted it, kissing her inner thigh. Her mind screeched to a halt, all her focus on him. He placed her foot on the table and repeated the process with the other one.

She was naked and splayed out like a Christmas turkey. Her breath came in shallow pants as her heart raced, waiting for what he’d do next.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” He caressed her soft, rounded tummy.

She hadn’t expected the insult. She turned her head.

“Look at me.” He leaned forward, grabbing her chin.

She tried, but she couldn’t meet his gaze. She was fat and soft.

“You are beautiful.”

“Please, stop saying that.”

He slapped her on the side of her ass.

“Hey.” That’d been unexpected and it’d hurt, kind of. It’d also sent a jolt of desire between her thighs.

“I’m in charge, right?” His hand caressed where he’d hit her, easing the sting.

“Yes.” She’d agreed to that, but it was fleeting. Only a few nights. No, just tonight. This weekend and then it’d be over.

“But?”

“Nothing.” She wasn’t going into this with him.

“Tell me.” He stared at her but she just shook her head. “Oh rabbit, you have to learn to trust me for this to be really good.”

“I do trust you.”

“Not enough for what I want to do to you.”

Her eyes locked with his as the throbbing between her legs revved up a notch or ten. “What more do you want to do?”

“Lots.” He kissed her, sinking his tongue into her heat before pulling away. “Now, don’t interrupt me again or you’ll wear these”—his hand tugged gently on the string between her legs—“all day tomorrow while we pack and move. My friends will be there with their girlfriends and they’ll recognize that look of heated lust on your face.”

“Your friends have girlfriends?”

“Why is that so surprising?”

“It isn’t. It’s just…you belong to a sex club,” she whispered the last two words.

“Yeah, and they met their girlfriends there. One is even a fiancé.” His lips curled with distaste.

“You don’t like her?”

“She’s fine.”

“You don’t like marriage.”

“Not particularly. My business has branched out, but I built my practice as a divorce lawyer.”

“Oh.” A small, stupid part of her that she hadn’t even been aware existed, died. This was a fling. That was all. They’d both been clear on that, but a secret part of her had wanted more.

“Enough talking. I’d be laughed out of the Club if anyone found out we’d been having a conversation while I had you naked on my table.”

“Blackmail time.” She grinned.

“Nope. It’s time for my dessert.”

Her entire body tensed and tingled with anticipation as he lowered his mouth to hers. This time he grabbed her head, tipping it and giving his tongue better access as he thrust into her mouth. She wanted to wrap her arms around him, but she was balanced on her elbows so she settled for matching his kiss stroke for stroke. He tightened his grip on her head, ravaging her mouth like he was going to ravage her body and she melted at the onslaught. They may not have forever, but they had tonight and she was going to make every minute count.

He broke the kiss and straightened, pulling up a chair. “Now, for dessert.”

His dark eyes raked over her body, settling between her thighs. Her face was on fire as she lay like a feast before him, open and ripe, waiting for him to taste and tease. He leaned forward, trailing hot, wet kisses up her thigh.

She was so ready, her juices leaked down her legs and more flowed as he nuzzled her pussy.

“You taste fantastic,” he whispered against her thigh.

She whimpered as his hands pushed her legs farther apart.

“I can’t wait any longer.” He lowered his mouth, his tongue dipping inside before licking along her sides in long, slow caresses.

“Oh…” The heat and roughness of his tongue made her body hum. How had she’d gone all these years without this? She dropped back onto the table, her hands clasping his hair and pulling him closer.

He licked faster, his tongue dipping inside her and then stroking along her clit.

“Oh…yes.” Her body arched into his face as he flicked her sensitive nub while rubbing his fingers against her pussy, making the toy inside her jiggle and jump. Her thighs tightened, squeezing him. She was so close. She just needed a little more.

His hand slowed as he lifted his face. “I told you to watch me.”

“What?” She raised her head. Why had he stopped? He couldn’t be done, not yet.

“On your elbows.” He gave her pussy a quick slap.

“Oh…” Her body twitched. That’d felt so good. The slight sting, right there. She’d never thought...

“Up on your elbows and watch me eat you out.”

“Please, Ter…Sir. I can’t. It’s too much.” She’d come if she had to watch.

“On your elbows or I stop.”

She closed her eyes, praying for the strength to hold back her orgasm as she leaned up on her elbows.

He grabbed her neck, gently caressing her throat with his thumb. “I’m going to buy you a collar.” He began palming her pussy again. “You’d be so beautiful. You’d belong to me.”

A collar. She didn’t want to wear a collar.

“I’d make you watch. Hold the leash, force you to look at me.”

The image was imprinted in her mind—her naked like this, him between her thighs, holding a lead to keep her head up. She’d have no control. He’d command her as his tongue did lovely things to her body. Tension pooled between her legs. She was going to come. She closed her eyes, trying to keep the passion at bay.

“Look at me or I’m going to have to punish you.” With that he thrust a finger inside of her, stroking along the Ben Wa balls.

Her eyes flew open and her face tightened as sensation zipped through her body. She couldn’t hold out much longer.

“Ask me before you come.” He rolled the balls again.

“Please, Sir. I need to come.”

He nipped her right where her thigh met her pussy.

She gasped, her body tightening and clenching around him.

“Don’t tell me what you need. Ask me if you can come and you’d better beg because you’re pissing me off.”