The Dom’s Submission: Complete Series by Ellis O. Day
CHAPTER 19: Terry
Terry couldn’t get enough of Maggie. She was sweeter than the dessert, but it was pretty damn good. He kissed his way across her chest. This time he didn’t tease but latched right onto her nipple, sucking all that rich cream and dark chocolate. Her little mews of pleasure and her hand stroking his hair had him ready to burst but he’d wait. It was better that way and she was going to wait this time too. His hand drifted between her legs, skimming through her lower lips and teasing her hard, little nub. Her legs clasped around his sides.
He lifted his head. She was like the poster girl for sex and seduction. Her eyes were closed and her face was tight with pleasure. Her hair tumbled around her shoulders and her nipples were red and glistening from his mouth.
He took a deep, shaky breath. “Open your ey…” He groaned as she opened her mouth. He couldn’t help it. He had to do it. His finger dipped into her pussy, careful not to get any of the dessert inside of her, and then between her lips. She sucked and he swore he felt it in his balls.
Her eyes fluttered opened, a look of surprise swirling in the passion.
“I told you that you tasted delicious.” His dick twitched when she sucked harder. He pulled his finger from her mouth. “Pay attention.” Her eyes locked with his as her hand continued to stroke his hair. “You are not to come until I tell you.”
“But…”
“No excuses.” He pinched her nipple.
She gasped, her eyes shuttering half-closed.
“Understand?”
“Yes.”
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, Sir.” She sighed the last word, her hand pressing his head downward.
He should correct her for trying to persuade him to get back to it, but since that was what he wanted too, there was no point. Plus, he could punish her later for it, after they’d both come and rested. He lowered his face and kissed his way down her body, following the chocolate and cream. Her skin was warm and salty, mixing beautifully with the dessert.
Her legs fell open as he neared. She was so hot for him. He breathed over her pussy, her musky arousal making his dick scream in protest for still being locked in his pants. Her body tensed, waiting for his touch but he moved his face, kissing over to her hip and following his line of chocolate. She whimpered, her fingers tugging on his hair. He smiled against her leg.
“Patience, sweet.” He kissed his way back up to her abdomen and over to her other hip. Her body arched toward him. He licked her stomach and lower.
“Please, Sir.” She thrust upward toward his face.
“You can’t come.” He spread her lower lips, relishing the slick wetness that glistened, calling to him. “So, fucking beautiful.” He couldn’t wait any longer. His tongue came out, tasting her–one side and then the other. Her flavor mixed with the cream and chocolate and he moaned. “They should bottle this. I’d fucking eat it every day.”
“Yes.” Now, both her hands grasped his head, trying to pull him back against her.
“Yes? I’ll hold you to that. I get to eat your pussy every day.”
“Hmm.” She yanked on his hair. “Please, Terr…Sir.”
He licked her again and she trembled. He let his tongue lay flat against her clit. Her body trembled.
“Do not come.” He lifted off her but couldn’t force himself to move away. He breathed her in as his hand caressed her thigh in soft strokes. “Tell me when I can continue.”
“Please.” She rocked her hips toward his face. “Now. Please, Sir.”
“Tell me when you aren’t on the edge. When you won’t come.”
“Oh.” She sounded so depressed.
He’d laugh if he wasn’t so fucking close to the edge himself.
She took several deep breaths and he stared at her cunt, glistening and swollen for him. God, he needed to taste that. Needed to fuck that.
“Okay. You can continue.” Her breath was shaky but in control.
He didn’t need to hear it twice. He walked to the fridge and grabbed the cherries from the freezer. He put the container on the table. “Watch me.”
He placed one of the cold cherries over her clit.
“That’s freezing,” she gasped, bucking under his hand.
“And this is hot.” He covered the fruit with his mouth, alternating sucking her clit and rolling the cherry over the sensitive nub.
“Oh…god.” Her fingers dug into his scalp, holding him in place.
He continued to lick her until the cherry warmed. He leaned up. She was staring at him, her eyes dark with passion and her face flushed. He showed her the cherry between his teeth. She shivered as he bit down on it, the juices coating is teeth and tongue. “More.” He tossed the stem and seed aside. “But this one goes inside.”
“I don’t know about—”
“Trust me.” He dangled it by the stem. “I promise not to lose it. May I?”
She nodded. “Yes, Sir.”
His gaze locked with hers as he placed the fruit inside her body. She shivered. “Want me to warm it?”
She licked her lips. “Yes, Sir. Please.”
He lowered his head and licked her again. She was so fucking sweet. He probed her with his tongue, thrusting around the cherry and then pulled it out. He leaned up. She was still watching him, this time her lips were open and her breath was coming in pants.
He removed the stem and seed before putting the cherry between his teeth and dipping his head to slip the fruit into her mouth. He pulled back, watching as she chewed. “How is it?”
“Delicious.” She licked her lips and his control snapped.
His mouth came down on hers, ravaging as he yanked open his pants. “I’m going to fuck you now,” he said against her lips.
“Yes. May I come?”
“As many times as you like.” He straightened, grabbed a condom from his wallet and shoved down his pants. He tore the packet open and covered his cock. This was going to stop. He wanted to be inside her bare–raw, just her and him—but they’d talk about that later. He grabbed her thighs and yanked her toward him, until her ass was half-off the table.
“Now, Maggie.” It was part question and part command.
“Yes, please, Sir. Now.” Her breathing was rapid and her body tense.
He grabbed his dick and thrust into her as her pulled her toward him. She gasped and he moaned. She was so fucking tight and hot and wet and everything he’d ever wanted. His hips moved fast and hard. He was beyond slow and controlled.
She screamed and her body bucked against him as she came. He kept pumping into her over and over. She struggled under him, as if trying to get away but his hands clamped onto her ass, tipping her up and holding her close. She moaned again as her body shook with her second orgasm. This one latched onto his dick so hard it almost hurt. He shoved into her again and it was done. His body tensed, succumbing to his own release.
