Be My Everything(23)

"No," he quickly said. "Why would you think that?"

"I'm sorry." She looked down.

"No, there's nothing for you to be sorry about. But you have to tell me your concerns. We have to have nothing but honesty."

Honesty? How could she be honest with him when she wasn't allowed to  tell him she had fallen in love with him? She was ashamed of these  feelings and knew once he figured it out, he'd be so disappointed in  her.

"Master, we're in the dining room," she reminded him.

He didn't say anything for a few minutes, so she kept her gaze to the  floor and waited for an explanation; one she knew might not come. This  was his house and his rules.

"Katherine," he said. "If you don't want to do this with Colin, you can  tell me without any consequences. This is a consensual relationship, and  if this is a hard limit for you, I won't force it. But I will not ask  you to have intercourse with Colin."

"Just a scene?"

"Maybe a flogger or a vibrator, but you'll have the opportunity to  discuss your limits with him the same way you did the first time we were  together."

"And I can safe word if I need to?" She wanted to be certain she wasn't getting herself into something she couldn't get out of.

"Of course you can." He leaned down and gently kissed her lips. "I'll be  in the room the entire time. I would never let any harm come to you. Do  you understand that?"

"Yes."

He arched a brow at her.

"Yes, Master," she corrected.

He smiled, indicating he was being light and playful. As much as she  liked when he dominated her, it was nice to see this softer side of his  personality.

"Do you want some time to think about it?"

"No, Master," she announced with confidence. "I trust you with my mind  and body." She wanted to tell him he had her heart too, but she knew he  wouldn't accept it. "I want to do this for you."

"Thank you, Katherine. You don't know how much you've pleased me." He  took her hand. "Now, let me take you upstairs and savor you slowly, just  the way you like it."

"Yes, Master." A small smile graced her lips. When her Master was happy, she was too.

* * * *

So, here they were one week later, in the playroom with Colin. Luke was  in the room, standing in the corner by the door. Katherine wasn't sure  if he intended to participate, but he said he wouldn't leave her. That  was strangely comforting to her.

Colin was very nice. He was a tall, attractive man with thick, wavy  brown hair and a masculine build. He wore only low rise faded blue jeans  with no shirt. His rippled chest was an impressive shade of bronze, and  his stomach muscles disappeared right down into his jeans. Katherine  was sure he was the fantasy of many women and probably a few men.

He was respectful and attentive to her needs. He didn't know her body  the way Luke did, but his touches were soft and gentle. She had a  feeling that was going to change.

Colin was so focused and just as intense as Luke was, but there was  something different in his eyes. He seemed more determined, so much more  detached. It wasn't that she was afraid he would physically hurt her,  but he was definitely all business.

"Thank you for allowing me to play with you this evening, Katherine," he  said, as he crawled over to where she was sitting on the bed. Luke and  she rarely used the bed in the playroom anymore. In the beginning, it  was the only place he'd have sex with her, but that changed about two  months ago. They did many things in this room. Things she had no idea  that people actually did, but recently Luke was moving more of their  intimate moments to his bedroom.                       
       
           



       

In researching the BDSM lifestyle, Katherine had come across many  scenarios. Some were downright kinky and involved aspects that she never  wanted to try. But others were interesting to her, and the scenes that  Luke had already played out always left her feeling satisfied and  craving more. She'd been researching the possibility of a submissive  falling in love with her Dominant. She found many sites and articles on  that particular subject, but she wasn't sure the feeling was entirely  mutual between her and Luke. Her feelings were confusing to her, and  she'd have to consider discussing it with him. She was afraid if she  did, he'd end their relationship, and that was a risk she wasn't willing  to take. Not after they'd come so far.

She was lost in the notion of Luke when she felt Colin's strong, capable  hands touch her face. She jumped at the contact because she wasn't  expecting it.

"Do we need to work on your focus?" he asked in a rough voice.

Katherine looked up at him, but she didn't answer. She'd lost concentration.

"I asked you a question, Katherine. Shall I repeat it?"

"Please, Sir," she said, rather timidly as she chanced a glance at Luke,  who was staring at her, and didn't look pleased. She looked down and  waited for Colin to repeat his question.

"I do believe I stated that there would be no hesitation from you. Maybe your actions warrant a trip to the whipping bench?"

Not the whipping bench! She internally screamed.

She hadn't been there in over two months. When she didn't live up to  Luke's expectations, and that wasn't often, he would withhold her  release, usually by bringing her to the brink with his tongue and then  making her serve him orally. But he hadn't used a whip on her in months.  She hated that whip.

Luke must have recognized the precise moment when she started to panic.  The man seemed to have a gift. He could read people's emotions better  than anyone she had ever met. He cleared his throat, causing Colin to  smile.

"It appears your Master doesn't like the idea of you bent over a  whipping bench, so I'll just repeat my initial question. Do we need to  work on your focus?" he asked again.

"No, Sir," she whispered. "I can do better."

"I know that's true." He stroked her cheek and then moved his lips to  her jaw, slowly trailing kisses down her neck. "Your Master speaks very  highly of your capabilities."

Her hands were bound above her head and secured to the posts of the  headboard, placing her in an extremely vulnerable position. This was one  of Luke's favorite ways to take her. He always left her feet free so  that she could wrap them around his waist as he pounded into her with  strong, forceful thrusts.

But Luke wasn't the one her body seemed to be responding to now. Colin  moved closer to her and straddled her naked form, spreading her legs and  pressing his bulge against her now exposed clit. Katherine had to fight  the urge to grind against him as he lightly traced his fingertips over  her erect nipples.

He was extremely sensual, and she noticed he liked working her up with  well-placed touches. He was all about focus and control, and she'd bet  his subs were left with nothing but satisfaction.

He leaned down and ran his tongue over her nipples, gently taking one  between his teeth, and then without warning he bit down hard.

"Ahh," she moaned as he slid his fingers down her stomach and inside her  wet center. He hadn't said that she couldn't vocalize her pleasure. She  closed her eyes and imagined her Master touching her. The thought of  Luke made her hips involuntarily push into Colin's fingers.

"You're an eager girl, aren't you? Maybe you liked when we played with the Deerskin flogger?"

When he first entered the room, Katherine was already naked and on her  knees just like she would be for Luke. Colin led her over to the table  in the center of the room and acquainted himself with her body for  several minutes before warming her up with a flogger, instructing her  not to release. She or her body didn't dare disobey him.

"You've been such a good girl," he whispered, but she knew Luke could  hear everything, and for some bizarre reason that turned her on. He  continued to finger her and she was so sensitive and receptive that she  was trying hard not to come. When her muscles began to tense, he  immediately pulled out of her. He smiled, letting her know he knew that  she'd almost slipped up. He never instructed her to release.

He brought his fingers to his lips and slowly sucked the juices from  them. "You're so wet, and you smell delectable. Will you allow me to get  a better taste?"                       
       
           



       

She didn't know what to do. She was responding extremely well to him and  she thought that was what Luke wanted, but she wasn't sure. Her gaze  shifted from Colin to Luke, who was now standing at the foot of the bed.  She hadn't even realized he'd moved from the other side of the room.

She was seeking his approval without verbally asking. He nodded as he  ran his fingers through his hair. He looked conflicted, but she wasn't  really focused on him now. She didn't want to do anything to upset  Colin.