Mastered by her Captor(7)

Her heart beat rapidly against his chest and her breathing was quick. She guided his cock to her opening and then—

“Oh, God,” he groaned as he felt her velvet softness surround him.

He was deep inside her tight, wet channel. Hugged by her squeezing muscles.

Fuck, he was going to come right now if she kept that up.

He cupped her cheeks and gazed deep into her warm, brown eyes.

“Baby, you’re going to make me come too fast. I want us both to enjoy this.”

She nodded, her eyes filled with desire.

He flattened his hand on her lower back and rolled her over until he was on top. She gazed up at him, her brown eyes wide and needy. He pivoted his hips, drawing his cock back. Then he glided forward again, filling her deeply.

“Oh, yes.” Her flushed cheeks and quivering breath drove his need higher.

He pulled back, then glided forward again. He stroked her long hair from her face and kissed her lips, then continued to her temple. She arched against him, taking him deeper.

Her slick passage cradled him so sweetly.

Need coiled deep inside him. He rocked, shifting his hard shaft inside her, to her quivering murmurs of delight. Her hands curled over his shoulders.

“Ohhh, you feel so good inside me.”

He swirled his hips and she moaned.

“I love being inside you,” he murmured against her ear.

Then he drew back and thrust forward. Her moan grew louder. The sound of it sent tremors dancing down his spine.

He thrust again. Then again. Slick softness cushioning his hard cock. Her eyes widened as he pumped into her. Faster and faster.

“Yesss.” She arched against him. “Oh, please.”

He drove deep, his cock aching. Needing to release into her warmth. But he wanted her along with him. His fingers found her clit and he teased it, loving the sound of her short, needy gasps.

“Come for me, baby. I want to see your face light up.”

“Yes, Erik.”

He tweaked her button again as he continued to fill her.

“Oh, God, you’re making me...” She trilled, her pitch rising. “Yes. Oh, yes. I’m...”

She gasped, her eyes widening. “Erik, you’re...” She sucked in a breath. “Making... me...”

He drove deep.

“Come,” she whimpered, barely audible.

Then she moaned. Long and loud. Laying to waste his iron-clad control.

He groaned as his cock exploded inside her. The sweetness of the release stealing his breath away. He sucked in air as he kept pumping into her, watching the awesome beauty of her face in blissful surrender.

As her moans faded, he slowed, until finally he was holding her close, her body tucked beneath his. He rolled to his side, then stood up, sweeping her into his arms. He carried her to the bedroom and set her on the bed, then climbed in with her.

She rolled to face him, her eyes alight, a delighted smile on her face. He couldn’t believe it when he felt her hand surround him. His cock, although well satisfied, was still hard. He felt the tip nudged against her slickness, then she moved her hips toward him, pushing his cock inside her again.

She cupped his face, their gazes locked, as she squeezed him with her internal muscles. Then she rested her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes.

Did she really intend to fall asleep like this?

His cock twitched inside her and she giggled.

He grasped her bottom and pulled her tight to him. She wrapped her leg around his hip, causing his cock to move deeper inside her.

She smiled, her eyes glittering. “I thought you’d need a rest.”

“I don’t think I’ll ever be able to rest around you, woman.”

She rocked her hips, making him throb with need. But it was more than a physical thing. It reached deep into his soul and made his heart ache. He cupped her cheeks and brought her mouth to his. He kissed her, wanting to feel closer to her. His tongue swept deep, then snuggled with hers.

The softness in her eyes as she gazed back at him unsettled him. She looked so happy and… almost blissful. Like a woman in love.

Aw, fuck. Everything she’d said earlier… about not needing more in a relationship… not wanting a long term commitment… She might have convinced herself of that, but clearly it wasn’t true.

He knew he should tear his mouth away. Put some distance between them right now. But she was so soft. Her body so inviting.

He rocked his hips, shifting his cock inside her. She moaned in his mouth and he stroked her tongue, holding her even closer. And those big doe-eyes of hers tore at his heart. He couldn’t walk away from her now. He needed her more intensely than he’d ever needed a woman before, which shocked him to the core. Her hand stroking down his back as her leg tightened around him, urged him on. He pulsed inside her, feeling her melting flesh tighten around him.

Their mouths moved together. Her hips rocked with his.

He needed more.

He rolled her under him and drew back, then thrust deep into her. Her eyes lit up like the sky blazing with fireworks. Her breath caught as he drove into her again. Her hand stroked through his hair, pulling his mouth tighter to her as she sucked on his tongue.

He thrust in a steady rhythm now, his cock pulsing deep into her hot sweetness.

“Erik,” she breathed, her lips nuzzling his temple, sending tremors chasing down his neck.

“What is it, baby? Are you close?”

“Oh, yes. You feel so good inside me. I’m going to come again.” She arched against him.

He sped up, pounding into her, matching the staccato beat of her heart.

His heart raced, pleasure pummeling him. Her intimate muscles squeezed him as she began to moan, her eyes wide and filled with blissful surrender. She looked so incredibly beautiful his heart swelled.

“Erik!” She clung tight to him. “Oh, God, Erik.”

Then she wailed as an orgasm claimed her.

Immediately, he felt his groin tighten and electric heat sizzled through him as he erupted inside her, groaning with his release.

He kept moving inside her, fueling her orgasm as she clung tight to him.

“Oh, yes. Oh, God,” she wailed.

Then she breathed out a long, continuous moan, so loud his ears ached. But he didn’t care. He wanted to drive her to ecstasy and beyond.

Their bodies slapped together, her channel quivering around his hard cock.

Her moans faded and he slowed, until finally he was just holding her tight against him. He curled his fingers in her hair as he turned her head so he could swoop in for a kiss, and ground his cock into her one more time, then spiraled inside. She whimpered softly.

Then he felt her lips nuzzling his neck.

He rolled onto his side, holding her tight against him. Fuck, he didn’t ever want to leave her body. She felt so good around him.

So right.

She rested her head against his chest and sighed.

His cock was still nestled inside her when he fell asleep.

* * *

“Time to wake up.”

Kalie opened her eyes and groggily glanced toward Erik’s voice. He stood in the doorway to the bedroom looking stern. He was dressed in jeans and a casual striped gray shirt.

“Sit up,” he said as he walked toward the bed carrying a collar in his hand.

He sat down beside her and wrapped the leather around her neck, then fastened it. He pulled the covers off her, then placed clamps on her nipples—the same ones as yesterday with the chain attached to them. He handed her the third.

“Clamp this on your clit.”

She opened her legs and felt for the button. He watched as she moved her fingers over her intimate flesh, then attached the clamp to her sensitive bud.

He leaned forward and ran the tip of his finger over her folds, lightly. Was he going to push inside? Test if she was wet? She was certainly getting there quickly.

He sat straight again and shifted his gaze to her face. “You are my captive and you know there is no escape. You will do as I tell you or suffer the consequences. Understood?”

“Yes,” she responded in a quiet voice.

He tugged on her collar, pulling her face close to his, his dark eyes searing her.

“You will address me as Sir.”

“Yes, Sir.”

God, he played his role so well. He looked commanding, with an edge of anger, and... dangerous.

“Get into the kitchen and make me breakfast.”

She stood up, aware of her nudity as he followed her from the room. Once in the kitchen, she turned to him.

“What would you like for breakfast, Sir?”

“Surprise me.”

She opened the fridge and pulled out eggs and ham. She put two slices of toast in the toaster ready to go then sliced ham, onions and mushrooms. The coffee was already made. He sat at the table enjoying a cup while she cooked.

She served up his breakfast onto a plate and carried it to him, then sat across from him while he ate. He said nothing to her.

Last night, they’d been so close. So wonderfully intimate. It felt odd sitting here with such distance between them as he ate in silence.

He had brought her here to prove they couldn’t be together—she knew that. But after yesterday, then the wonderful night they’d spent in each other’s arms, she thought they’d made progress.

She shifted in her chair. She shouldn’t assume everything had fallen apart just because he was acting his role so perfectly this morning.

“I’m finished. Clear the table and clean up the dishes.”

“Yes, Sir.”

She did as he said while he drank his second cup of coffee. As she finished up, he carried his cup to the sink and put it on the counter. She reached for it to wash it, but he grasped her collar and tugged her toward him.