Master of the Inn(16)

“Okay,” she whispered. “Will you do something I don’t like?” Hearing the apprehension in her voice, he understood the amount of courage it took for her to trust him.

“I’ll try not to. I realize you’re not used to any of this, so you’ll probably want things at certain times during the scene. You are allowed to ask permission if I allow you to talk, but I have the right to deny any requests. That’s what your safeword is for. You never have to do anything you truly don’t want to do.”

“Spinach.”

“What?” he asked.

“Spinach. That’s my word.”

He wrinkled his nose and then kissed her again before easing her onto her back. “Tonight will be about exploration. I want to learn your body.” He spread her legs apart, taking in the beautiful sight of her glistening folds. “I wonder if I can make you come with my tongue.”

“Please.”

“Begging? I like that.” He positioned himself between her thighs, placing one of her legs over his shoulder. “But there will be no begging tonight. I’ll give you everything you need, cupcake.”

He kissed the inside of her thigh. “You may not touch me.” He ran the tip of his tongue along her slit. “I want you to focus on the way I make you feel.”

She lifted her hips off the bed urging him to take more of her.

“I’m in control, remember?” He wasn’t cruel. He’d have to allow her to make mistakes. His world was new to her and they hadn’t even begun to discuss all of the rules and expectations.

He responded by spreading her open with his fingers and licking her with long slow swipes. Her legs tensed against his shoulders.

“Logan.” She ran her fingers through his hair.

“No touching.” He slapped her backside.

“Hey!”

“Uh, oh.” He laughed. “You may require some discipline. I thought maybe we could skip to the good stuff on our first night, but…” He trailed off, trying to decide how he wanted to proceed.

“No,” she said. “I’ll behave.”

“I don’t think so.” He moved away from her, reaching into the nightstand to grab two more silk scarves. He straddled her hips. “Still want to play?”

“What are you going to do to me?”

“Fuck you. Hard. Eventually.” He smirked. “But I see I’m going to have to restrain you.” He watched her face for any signs of distress, but he saw none. He took her hands and tied them together, placing them above her head. With the second scarf he secured her to the bedpost.

Logan had played with some experienced subs before, and while he’d found satisfaction in it, the rigors and responsibilities that came with being a lifestyle Dom weren’t for him. That was why he hadn’t pursued a real relationship in the lifestyle. He couldn’t be selfish and not give back everything a submissive needed. He liked to be in charge. And at the end of the night, he wanted the satisfaction that he had pleased his woman, but that was all. He hadn’t ever wanted a long term relationship. At least that was what he’d told himself. It wasn’t until today that he realized he could hope for more.

“Now you will obey me.”

She sighed in frustration as she tested her restraints.

“Where was I?”

He crawled in between her legs, spreading her thighs and lowering his head. “I like the way you taste.” He took his time, kissing and licking her slit before adding his fingers to massage inside her.

“Oh…” Breaths escaped her lips in tiny gasps.

He smiled against her mound before diving into her pussy with his tongue. She thrust her hips forward, rocking against his face. It didn’t take her long to let go and release. She screamed out his name as her legs contracted against his shoulders and then she sank limply into the mattress.

Logan reached into the drawer of the nightstand and retrieved a condom. He quickly sheathed himself before crawling on top of her and pulling the blindfold from her eyes.

“Hi,” she whispered.

“I want you to look into my eyes while I do this.” He sat up on his knees, wrapped her legs around his waist and pushed inside her.

Her eyes widened when he started to move.

“Feel me, kitten? All of me.” Logan didn’t give her time to respond. He increased his pace pounding into her with an unrestrained force. She raised her hips off the bed, meeting him thrust for thrust. He needed her closer to him, so he bent down and untied her, pulling her up into his lap.

“May I touch you now?” she asked.

“I’d like nothing more.”

She put her palms against his stomach and ran them up over his chest and across his shoulders. “You’re so strong.” She leaned forward, trailing kisses along his jaw and lips.