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

 

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER 20:  Maggie

 

 

 

Maggie was boneless. She had no idea how long she’d lain on the table with Terry draped over her, but her breathing was back to normal and she could move again. Not that she wanted to. She’d be happy staying here with him surrounding her and inside her, the scent of sex and chocolate in the air. She should be blushing at what they’d done but she didn’t feel one iota of shame or embarrassment. She skimmed her nails gently up and down his back.

“Mmm. That feels great.” He kissed her neck where his face was buried.

“You feel great.” She kissed the side of his head.

“Keep this up and we’ll be fucking again.”

“Fine with me, Sir.” She wrapped her legs around him.

He chuckled but straightened, pulling out of her. “I’d love to but I don’t know if your back could take another round on the table.” He grabbed her hands and pulled her to a sitting position.

His dark eyes roamed her body. She straightened her shoulders, causing her breasts to push out a bit. His eyes sparkled. She was still a little embarrassed about the extra weight but he didn’t seem to mind.

“Come.” He took her hand and helped her off the table. Her legs wobbled and he bent, picking her up.

“Put me down. I’m too heavy.”

“Not at all and I’m the boss. Remember?” He tossed her in the air and she squealed, wrapping her arms around his neck as he walked. “That’s better, rabbit.” He stopped in his bedroom, letting her slide down his body to the floor. “Stay right there.” He disappeared in the bathroom.

Now that he was gone, she was self-conscious standing in the nude. Her butt and thighs were too big and she had puckers of cellulite in the largest areas. Her breasts weren’t nearly as firm as before she’d had the kids. That’s it. She was covering up with something. One of his T-shirts hung over the back of a chair. She grabbed it and put it on. There was the sound of water running. The shower was hers next. She was still sticky from the chocolate and cream, not that he’d left much.

He came out of the bathroom and stopped. “I told you to stay.”

“I did.” She was still in the room.

“You weren’t wearing my clothes when I left.” His eyes were stern but amusement sparkled in their dark depths along with a heat that made her shiver.

“I-I…” She wasn’t sure what to say. I felt embarrassed standing her naked after you went down on me and fed me a cherry from between my legs, seemed kind of stupid.

He strode over to her and grabbed the bottom of his shirt. She raised her arms and he smiled. “So naturally obedient, but that brain of yours keeps getting in the way.” He pulled the shirt off and tossed it aside. He cupped her chin. “Now, listen closely. I like your body. I like looking at it. I like touching it.” His voice lowered and his eyes darkened. “I certainly like tasting it and fucking it.”

“But I’m fat.” She couldn’t stop the words. David had told her numerous times to lose weight. He’d blamed her extra pounds on their lack of a sex life more than once. Before she could say anything else, Terry’s hand landed on her ass. “Ouch.” She jumped.

“Don’t ever call yourself that again.”

“That stung.” She rubbed her butt.

“Good. Maybe, you’ll remember. I’m the boss and if I say you’re beautiful, you are beautiful.”

Her heart melted a little but her insecurity struggled to the surface. “I’m glad you think so—”

He hit her butt again. “I don’t think so. You are.”

She frowned, not sure if she was enjoying this or not. He yanked her against him, his hand caressing where he’d spanked her. Okay, now she was enjoying it.

“You are beautiful.” He kissed her, his mouth taking and invading, leaving her no room for thought.

“Say it,” he said against her lips.

“Yes, Sir.”

He grinned. “No. Say you’re beautiful.”

“You’re—”

“Don’t be a smart ass.” He swatted her again, but this time his hand lingered, teasing between her crack. “Say it.” He kissed her. “For me.”

Right now, she’d do anything for him. “I’m beautiful.”

“I’m going to make you say it until you believe it.”

“We’ll be at this a long time.” She wrapped her arms around his neck, pinpricks of passion stirring to life as her breasts rubbed against his chest.

“Come.” He lifted her, his hands under her ass, and carried her into the shower. “Get in. You’re all sticky.”

She stepped into the steaming, hot shower and Terry followed behind her, his large body filling the stall. He grabbed the shampoo and positioned her so she was facing away from him, her head under the water. He began washing her hair, his strong hands massaging her scalp.

“Oh, that feels so good.” She almost melted into a puddle at his feet when his began rubbing her neck and shoulders. “Keep doing that and I’ll be your slave.”

“That’s the plan.” He adjusted the spray nozzle and rinsed the soap from her hair. Then his hands were back and he was massaging conditioner into her scalp.

She almost whimpered when he finished with her hair but was saved when he grabbed a washcloth and began washing her body, his touch lingering on her breasts.

“Gotta clean these good. They had a lot of dessert on them.” His voice was a rough whisper in her ear.

“Yes.” She arched her back, pushing her breasts into his hands, loving the feel of the fabric rubbing her body.

He tweaked her nipples as his other hand, sans washcloth, dipped between her legs. “Here too.”

“I’m very dirty there.” She tipped her head, kissing him.

“Then I need to give it special attention.” His finger played around her clit.

She moaned, wrapping her arms around his neck. This man was magic. She’d just been exhausted and now she was raring to go another round. She rubbed her ass against him and was a little disappointed that he wasn’t hard.

“Don’t worry, rabbit. I’ll be ready to go soon. I need a little more time than you to rev up.”

“Oh, no.” She’d hurt his feelings. David would’ve been storming away by now. “It’s fine.”

He nipped her ear. “I know it is. Now, relax and let me take care of you.” He thrust two fingers inside her and his other hand, pressed down on her abdomen as he stroked in and out.

“Oh…oh…” She had no idea what he was doing but when he curled his fingers and pressed his other hand against her abdomen, the pleasure was so pure and intense that she shattered, hard and fast, trembling in his arms.

His caresses slowed as her shaking subsided. He kissed her neck. “Hold still.” He removed his hand from between her legs and began washing himself.

She turned. “Let me.” She reached up and he ducked his head so she could wash his hair.

His hair was thick and dark between her fingers but too soon she was done. She grabbed the washcloth and covered it with soap. She ran it up and over his chest and arms. She loved men’s bodies. They were so strong and dependable, especially Terry. For a guy in his forties, he was all muscle. “You must work out all the time.” Her hand trailed around to his back, her breasts teasing his chest.

“A lot.” His hands squeezed her ass.

Damn she was getting turned on again. “It shows.” She kissed his chest.

“You can come and work out with me, if you’d like.”

Her hand paused. He was calling her fat. He wasn’t using those words but that was what he meant.

“It was only an offer.” He pulled her into him and tipped her chin. “I love your body as it is.” He lifted her into his rising erection. “You’re so lush and soft.” He bent taking a nipple in his mouth.

She dropped the washcloth, her hands clasping at his shoulders and her leg riding up to his waist.

He teased her nipple with his teeth before stepping away from her. She reached for him and he smirked. God, she had no pride where he was concerned.

“I’d love to fuck you right here, but I don’t have a condom.”

“Oh.” How could she forget about that? She didn’t want any more kids.

He turned off the water and stepped out, wrapping a towel around his waist. He held out his hand. “Come.”

She put hers in his and let him help her out of the shower. He wrapped her in a big towel, pulling her against his body and carrying her into the bedroom. He put her down next to the bed. “Time to dry you off.”

By the gleam in his eyes and the bulge under his towel she was pretty sure he was about to make her wetter in some places, but she stood still as he pulled the towel away, running it across her body and then her head, wringing out the water dripping from her hair.

“All dry.” He stood. “Now, get on your hands and knees on the bed.”

Her legs quivered as she obeyed. She liked this position–a lot. It’d made David seem so much bigger. She couldn’t imagine how huge Terry was going to feel like this.

He spread her legs, his touch rough. “This is your punishment for taking out the Ben Wa balls.”

“But…” She looked at him over her shoulder. He held his dick in his hand. He already wore a condom. Wetness pooled between her thighs. He was so hard and hot for her. Her. A chubby mother of three was making this exquisite man horny over and over again.

“Unfortunately, I don’t think you’re ready to take my cock in your ass.” His finger trailed down her crease, playing with her butthole.

“No. We can’t.” She’d never done that. She didn’t want to do that. Did she?

He kissed her butt cheek. “We can and we will.” He nipped her flesh. “But not tonight. I have to get you ready for that.”

“I don’t think I’ll ever be ready for that.”

“You will.” He climbed on the bed. “And I think you’ll like it.” He shoved her legs farther apart. “I know that I’ll love it.” He rubbed his cock between her thighs. It was thick and hot and hard and she couldn’t stop herself from shifting backward. “Oh, you’re going to get this all right.” He leaned over her, his hands next to hers on the bed. “It’s going to be hard and fast.” He rubbed against her, his lips tickling her ear. “You’re going to pay for disobeying me.”

“I’m sorry, Sir.” She wiggled against him.

“That’s not good enough.” He straightened and shoved inside her.

She cried out at the fast intrusion but it was more in surprise than pain. There was a twinge of discomfort as he went deeper than before but mostly it felt wonderful. He pulled almost all the way out and she clamped around him, not wanting to let him leave.

“Fuck, you feel so good.” He shoved back in but this time harder and faster.

She dropped her head as her breasts swayed and her body shifted forward and back with his thrusts.

“Don’t disobey me again.”

“I won’t, Sir.”

“Never.” His thrusts become quicker and more erratic. He was close. She rocked against him. She couldn’t be left behind.

“Swear.”

“I swear, Sir. Never.”

“Not good enough.” He swatted her ass as he shoved into her, jarring her more firmly on his cock.

She cried out. That slap, at that exact moment, had made his dick plunge deeper and harder. He was hitting places that had never felt a cock and it was wonderful. She rocked against him and he slapped her again. It was too much and not enough. The sting. The friction. The thrusts. All worked together, making her body tense. His fingers dug into her hips, holding her in place for his invasion. He slapped her again and again, making her muscles contract and squeezing his dick, clinging to him. The pressure, the pleasure was too much. She shattered, her body arching in release and clasping onto him, not letting him leave.

“Fuck, Maggie.” He stiffened and followed her into orgasm.