Cynthia P. O’Neill
side, putting most of his weight on one arm while the other pushed a few
strands of hair away from the side of my face.
“I love you and want to care for you.”
His hand traveled up to touch the inside of my wrist. “These scars were made from him, not me. I’ll never bind you with rope, handcuffs, or
anything that could cause damage to your perfect skin. How someone could do this so callously is
subside, and I felt myself relax.
warm, his hands tender caresses to my skin, as he asked, “Can you trust me?”
think long about my answer. “You’re the
first man I’ve been able to trust since my divorce. The only one I’d trust with my soul.”
as he leaned down and kissed me gently, “I trust you with mine as well. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t have let you go
ballistic on my ass with that flogger.”
He quirked a lopsided smile that melted my heart. At that moment, I didn’t know where this
crazy ride we were on was leading, but I knew I wanted it to be with him.
about earlier. “I can’t express how
sorry I am about…”
to silence me as he shook his head.
“It’s done. It’s over with. We’ll never make mention of it again. Tonight is all about you. I want your complete surrender to me. I want to keep your arms bound with a silk
scarf and your eyes focused on mine. I
want you to know that I’m the one in charge.
It’s my face you’ll associate with pleasure, pulling every possible
orgasm out of this body that I can, leaving you spent and craving more. What do you say, love?”
love. Yes, Sir.”
mine as his hands circled underneath my shoulders, pulling me onto him even
harder. He’d finally released my lips,
leaning over me saying, “Eyes on me, darling.
I want you to know how perfect we are together. I’m the one bringing you this pleasure and no
one else. Your mine, Marjorie! Say it, love.”
in his eyes held me captive. I felt our
souls and body connect on a level I’d never encountered. I couldn’t tell where either of us began or
ended. The sensations building inside of
me were different than before. His
movements were sweet, gentle, yet claiming all at once.
Marjorie. Come for me, love. Be one with me, now.” His words were a beacon of light to me,
freeing me from the dark confines of my past, knowing that with him I could
finally open myself up to new things and allow him to guide me. I knew with Ethan, I’d be safe.
muscles locked down on him, sending electrical waves of current throughout my
entire body. His lips sealed over mine,
absorbing my cries of passion while he pumped into me one last time. Feeling
the intensity of his release, I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist not
wanting him to separate from me.
continued to go off behind my eyes, for what seemed like an eternity. Our breath was nearly spent. He finally broke
off our kiss and collapsed into my neck.
“My god, I love you, woman. I’m
addicted to every part of you.”
relax onto the sheets, not caring anymore that my wrists were bound together
and over my head. All I felt was utter
peace and tranquility. I let out a
ragged breath, “I love you too. I’m
completely captivated by your mind, body, and soul.”
Rafe Prescott controlled every aspect of his life from finalizing legal contracts for his family’s company to negotiating the next conquest at the sex club. After seeing the pain his brother in-law went through after losing his mate, he swore he’d never give his heart to anyone. He even scoffed at his brother for falling in love at first site, until he met her…
She knew he was a dominant, and she had always been curious about the BDSM lifestyle, reading every romance novel possible, but could she be what Rafe needed? In turn, would he be willing to risk everything, including his own life, to save her?
All he knew is that he loved her and needed her Here!
The wine tasted heavenly. I had moaned in appreciation of how smooth
and complex it tasted, with a hint of sweetness. It seemed to warm me from the inside out and
helped me to relax.
caressed the side of my face. “Bella, if you keep moaning like that we
won’t be talking.”
fearing what he’d meant. I watched as he leaned closer, took my wine
glass, and set it down on the table. He
was so close, the heat from his body warmed me. His caramel eyes pinned my gaze
and his lips hovered just over mine. “I think I’ll take a taste of this magnificent
wine.” Before I
could breathe, his lips were on mine, his teeth nipped at my bottom lip, his
tongue begged to dance with mine. I
gasped, and his mouth devoured mine. One hand cupped the nape of my neck,
drawing me inexorably closer to him.
mouth passionately explored mine. One of
his hands moved down to caress one of my breasts, teasing it to a hardened
point before showing the other the same attention.
caressed the side of my face. “I want you Dawn, more than I’ve ever wanted anyone. I’ve been lost not
being able to talk to you.” He drew one of my hands to the obvious
bulge in his pants to show just how affected he was. “I need you, to be
inside you, feel you, and become one with you, mia bella angelo. Please let me have tonight with you, my
beautiful angel. After we’ll talk about the
possibilities tomorrow may bring.”
picture I’d longed to have with someone I truly
cared about. The night before I left Atlanta,
Liam had given me a dire warning. “I’ll have my eyes on
you Dawn. You are to go to the wedding,
and that’s it.
You talk to that man and you’ll be sorry.”
loosened the knot on his tie. My voice trembled, “I need this too,
Rafe. I don’t
know if we’ll have tomorrow, but I need you. I want to feel what it’s
like to be with you.” I inched closer to him, nearly
climbing onto his lap. I pressed my lips firmly to his, strong desire coursing
He hovered over me and snatched the tie from my clumsy fingers. “You’re mine, now. Please say you’ll surrender to me
and let me show you just how good we can be together.”
every caress of his hands. “Okay.” I breathed.
word out of my mouth, then felt one of his legs shift between mine, grinding
his cock against my center, it’s rigid length
pressed against my inner thigh. I became
aware of nothing except Rafe pressed firmly against mine. My body was his to
control, and I was not afraid—I reveled in his
power. Was this what Marissa meant by
the joy of submitting, letting go of everything and just feeling the moment?
breathless for more. “I’m not done with you
yet, bella. We haven’t even gotten started. If we only have tonight, I’m going to make it count.” He swooped
his arms under my body, lifting me off the couch. It was only when I tried to put my arms
around his neck that I realized he’d tied my wrists
but his sensual smile and hooded eyes burned into mine, rendering me mute. I
felt like my panties would combust at any moment.
tight across his muscled chest. My God,
he was built like a tank. “Like I said, mi amore, I intend to make
tonight count. I want to introduce you
to my world, show you what it could be like to be with me every day. I hope to
leave you spent and hungry for more.” He cupped my pussy, “I want you to feel me inside you, days
from now, and know that this is mine.
Every time you think of me, I want you wet and craving more.”
never felt so thoroughly fucked in all my life. When I’d been with other guys
as a submissive or as a dominant, I was lucky to get one orgasm, maybe two if I
was really fortunate, out of the exchange. But with him they just kept coming.
He’d already managed to entice four or five out of me. I couldn’t keep count
with my body feeling so alive and relaxed for the first time in years.
drink this, love.” His voice was silky smooth, making me want to melt into him
in a puddle of goo.
tried to take the bottle from him, but he wouldn’t have it. “Don’t try getting
independent on me now, little subbie. You’re mine to take care of tonight. This is part of aftercare, so open up and let me be
there for you.” His voice held the promise of discipline if I didn’t allow him
to do his duties, so I opened and let him guide the water into my mouth.
was thoroughly embarrassed at how much water I drank. I’d never been this
thirsty from sexual activities in all my life. I was surprised how my body
responded to him and how I still craved more. I remember squirming on top of
his lap and feeling his dick begin to harden underneath me. “Watch out, love,
or you’ll awaken the beast again.”
stopped my movement, only to feel him harden further. A quirky half smile
spread across his face as a few strands of hair loosened from his cowboy hat.
It was too dim in the room and he was too sweaty to discern whether his hair
was some shade of light brown, maybe caramel.
placed the empty water bottle down on the end table before cupping my face with
his hand. His lips hovered just above mine. “I’ve never met anyone like you
before; someone who can satisfy my ravenous need for sex.”
tried arguing. “But I’m not insatiable.”
tongue danced across my lower lip before his teeth latched on, nipping at me,
teasing me to open my mouth. When I did, his tongue pushed forward, devouring
me. I couldn’t help but surrender to his desires. I was putty in his hands,
ready to be molded to his liking.
beg to differ, little one.” He pulled his lips away from mine and gazed down at
my crotch. That’s when I realized
how wanton I really was. During the course of the kiss he’d managed to spread
my knees and had his fingers inside my pussy. I looked down to see myself
riding his hand with fervor and feeling my body slowly start to build with the
need to come.
mouth opened to speak, but no words came out. I was horrified at how reckless
my behavior was. He seemed to read my mind. “It’s okay to give in to your
sexual desires. You have certain needs and so do I. We seem to bring out the
cravings in each other.”
could feel my legs part and my ass moving up and down, trying to recreate the
feel of his fingers inside me. “We both have needs and I. Need. You. Now!” My sentiments exactly!
been so lost in the feel of his fingers deep inside me that I didn’t realize
he’d shifted us over to the table, setting me on the edge, until I heard the
rip of a foil packet and felt the force of his massive size shove deep into me,
catching me off guard. God, he felt amazing. Every thrust of his manhood rubbed
right against my g-spot, driving me toward the beginning of another orgasm.
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