Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 80660 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80660 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Fuck, he’d never admitted that to anyone.
“I think I’m the same way, Master Ian.” Her breath caught when he ran the tip over her left nipple and then moved to her right. “I was lonely, and I was looking for something to save me, someone. I figured out I have to save myself. But I want to know that it can be good. I want to know why other women giggle and glow when they talk about sex.”
He brought the tip up to caress her neck. “Is that all?”
“No. I want to not be afraid of it.”
He’d rather worried that was in there. Growing up in the Russian mafia couldn’t have been the safest, most secure youth. Most of the women he’d known had dealt with some form of humiliation or abuse at some point. “Charlie, I won’t ever hurt you in a way that doesn’t bring you pleasure as well. I promise you that. But I will push your limits.”
She nodded. “I want you to do that. I need it because if you don’t, I’m afraid I’ll be in my shell for the rest of my life. I put on a good show, but I have my insecurities. I have my fears. I want to overcome them. I want to enjoy this part of life.”
Brave sub. It made her all the sexier to him. It was one of the things outsiders didn’t get about the lifestyle. It took courage to ask for help. Charlie had identified a part of her life that wasn’t satisfying. She’d made a plan, and now she was asking for help. She wanted to see if sexual submission could work for her. It was a beautiful contradiction and the exact one that called to him. She was strong enough to ask the right questions, and that meant she’d likely be strong enough to bottom for him. They might be able to get what they needed from each other.
Even if it was only for a few days.
He thought it was time to shock her a little and see if she was truly interested. God, he hoped she was because his whole body was practically vibrating with need. He eased the crop back down to her pussy, lightly teasing her there. “All right, then. Tell me what turns you on. Do you like dirty talk? Kissing? Spanking?”
He flicked his wrist, and the tongue of the crop slapped at her pussy. It would be a hard, fast pain that should do nothing more than send a thrill of sensation through her, but she would need to be in the right mindset. Some women wouldn’t ever like the sensation. Some could be persuaded to.
Charlie’s whole body tightened and then relaxed, those hands on her thighs quaking. Her eyes had dilated and if her nipples got any tighter, they might implode.
Yes, she liked a bite of pain. Luckily that turned him on, too. His cock was probably as tight as her nipples were.
“That worked pretty well,” she admitted.
“Move forward. Onto your hands and knees.” He kept his voice even, and it was a true sign of his maturity. He was going to make this last for as long as he could handle it. She hadn’t come here to get thrown onto her back.
That could come later, after he’d proven to her that he could give her what she needed, after he’d taught her what a pleasure sex could be.
She moved obediently, and the pretty globes of her ass were in the air. Sheer perfection.
He could hear the music from the club below. It thudded through the walls and added a low hum to the room. It gave him a rhythm to flow with.
“I’m going to explain what will happen tonight, Charlie. If at any point you get scared or worried, you tell me you’re at yellow. We’ll slow down. If I go somewhere you don’t want to go at all, you’ll tell me red and I’ll stop. That doesn’t mean the session is over, merely that we both need to take a break.”
“You’re not what I expected,” she said.
He was sure she’d expected a hardass, and he could be that. “A good Dom is flexible. At least that’s the kind I want to be. I want to give you what you need, and you don’t need a hard hand. Not yet. I assure you I can be a bastard when I need to be. I can be an asshole of the highest order when the occasion calls for it. Tonight I want to be the man who fucks you so well you want sex more than you want your next breath.”
“I’m perfectly green right now, Master Ian.”
He brought the crop down on her ass. “That’s for sending away my two playmates for the night.”
She gasped. “I’m not really sorry about that.”