"I want you to go back to school."
"I will." She gulped the last of her wine and then moved down next to him.
"No." They were so close to one another that she could feel his breath on her lips. "I don't want you to wait. I'll pay your tuition."
"No, you've already done too much for me."
"It's not your place to say no to me," he reminded her. "I plan on keeping you as my sub for a long time, and I want you to have an education. You'll enroll in the next semester."
"Master, I … " He pressed his fingers to her lips. As far as he was concerned the conversation was over.
"It's what I want."
She was learning when he said he wanted something, he got it. She was in no place to argue and really did want to go back to school. Plus, he said that he planned on keeping her for a long time. That was the first time he'd ever indicated any kind of time frame for their arrangement. That thought caused her to smile because being with him made her happier than she'd ever been.
"What can I do for you?"
"Exactly what you've been doing," he said. "Every time you submit to me, it helps me."
She didn't know if it was the wine or the way he was staring at her, or maybe a combination of both, but she leaned forward and gently kissed his lips. He pulled away, causing her to realize her place. She loved when he kissed her and wished it was something he'd do more often.
"I'm sorry, it's the wine."
"It's okay." He smiled as he stroked her hair. "I have to be the one in control."
"Can I ask you a question?"
"Sure, but don't expect me to answer it." He laughed.
"Why did you become a Dominant?" Katherine had always wondered the answer to that question.
"Same reason you became a submissive, I guess." He shrugged. "It's a need that has to be met. I have to dominate, it's who I am."
"So, I'm just a submissive?" She knew it was wrong, but she wanted him to see her as more than his sub. She wanted him to see the woman she was becoming because of him.
"You are so much more than that." He kissed her lips. "You are strong, confident and beautiful." He pushed her back onto the pillows and hovered over her as he unbuttoned her shirt and spread it open, revealing her breasts to him.
"So beautiful." He leaned down and kissed the tops of her breasts.
He slipped the garment from her skin, displaying her naked upper body to him. She used to be embarrassed when he looked at her this way, but now she wanted him to see what was his.
"Are you ready to play now, Master?"
He nodded as he traced her nipples with his fingertips and then lowered his head, capturing one in his mouth. She gripped the blanket beneath her as he swirled his tongue over her sensitive bud.
"You may touch me," he whispered as he switched nipples.
She ran her hands up and down his bare back before slipping them inside his pants and grabbing his rock hard ass. He ground against her pussy before releasing her nipple and moving his way down her stomach, stopping to push his tongue inside her belly button. She giggled at the contact. He looked up and smiled before removing her pajama bottoms.
"God, I love your pussy," he mumbled as he lowered his mouth to her slit and practically French kissed it. "Especially when it's freshly waxed."
He was tender and slow, and this whole encounter was so unlike what she was used to with him. It just felt different. He leisurely licked her and occasionally sucked her clit into his mouth. He pulled his tongue out of her and licked the outside of her pussy before pushing his fingers inside her. He moved them in and out as he sucked her lower lips into his mouth, gently nibbling at them before slipping his tongue back inside her and moving it in time with his fingers.
She couldn't take it anymore. Her stomach muscles were coiled so tight and she couldn't stay still as she writhed beneath him. She ran her fingers through his long blond hair, gently tugging at the ends, trying to get him to let up before she lost it. He reached up and played with her nipples. Her whole body was in sensory overload and before she could even try to control it, she was coming in his mouth.
"Master … " she moaned." I can't … stop … oh … sorry!"
He continued to lick and suck the juices from her pussy moving down to clean up her inner thighs. As much as she wanted to enjoy what he was doing, she was afraid he was going to punish her for releasing before she was given permission. This whole atmosphere had her so confused. This was the most relaxed she'd ever allowed herself to be with him.
He gradually worked his way back up her body, stopping to lick and torture her nipples some more before assaulting her neck and then her lips. She twisted her fingers in his hair and kissed him back with as much force as she could manage. She was still weak and out of breath from that powerful climax, but she savored each kiss. They didn't kiss often, but when they did, it was always worth the wait.
As he ground against her sensitive center, she could feel his urge to be inside her. He kept pushing his hips against her as he took her hair in his hand and yanked her head back. She looked into his eyes, but didn't see anger and fury over her releasing without permission. He was full of lust and desire.
"Master?"
He abruptly stood, scooping her up in his arms. She wasn't sure what he was doing as he walked across the room with her.
"Tonight, I want you in my bed." He placed her in the center of the mattress. He pushed his pants down over his hips and then crawled over to where she was sitting. He took her face between his hands and kissed her before laying her back on the bed.
She reached up and tentatively touched his shoulders. He nodded for her to continue, so she ran her hands down his chest and to his hips, guiding him on top of her. He lined their bodies up perfectly and rubbed his hard cock over her slick entrance.
"Keep your eyes open," he said. "I want you to look at me when I enter you."
He spread her legs with his knee and slowly slipped inside her, stopping to really look at her. His eyes were so intense it took her breath away. He pushed the hair from her eyes and leaned down to kiss her lips. He couldn't seem to stop kissing and caressing her. Her body was screaming for him to move, but he continued to pause.
"I want you to feel every inch of me. Feel how my cock aches for you. Feel how your body responds to me. You belong to me and only me."
"Only you," she repeated.
"Say it," he demanded.
"I belong to you."
He moved in and out of her at a fast pace, pulling completely out before pushing back in. She could feel all of him … the way his balls pressed against her pussy, the tip of his cock when it passed her clit, but most importantly, the way he filled her. It was a sense of completeness that she could only experience with him. She wanted to be his and in this moment she was.
"Katherine," he moaned. "I'm gonna come, baby."
Baby? She liked the way that sounded.
He pulled her hair and spilled inside her. She closed her eyes, as he emptied deep within her. She released hard as she shuddered against his body.
"Oh...I … " She couldn't catch her breath.
"Shh." He rolled over and pulled her onto his chest.
What should have been a blissful moment quickly turned into anxiety for Katherine because she knew she'd be getting up and heading down the hall in a matter of minutes. She draped her arm across his chest and buried her head in his shoulder. She wanted to get as close to him as possible.
He stroked her hair for a few minutes and then he called her name. Her heart sunk at his voice.
"Yes, Master," she said as she started to get up.
He pulled her back down and held her to his body. "I want you to spend the night here with me."
She gasped at his request. She couldn't believe he was asking her this.
"Will that be a problem?"
"No, Master," she said. "I'd be honored to share your bed."
"Thank you." He kissed her head and held her tight.
She didn't want him to ever let go.
Chapter 11
Wednesday night guest …
Luke strolled up the walkway to Katherine's house at a minute to nine. She'd be expecting his phone call by now. He knew how wrong this was, but the weeks were dragging on and it was too difficult to wait until Friday to see her. They'd tried phone sex a couple of times, but it was never fulfilling, not when he knew how she tasted on his tongue, how her scent lingered on his skin, and her body felt against his own.