6
Tristan Broussard
I’m pleasedwhen I see the Bentley in the garage. And relieved. But it has nothing to do with the car. It’s been an all-day struggle to suppress my fear of coming home and finding that Emma Lia didn’treturn.
I don’t knock before entering her bedroom. I can’t; I’m eager to see her. Anxious to confirm that she is, in fact,here.
I follow the soft sound of music, a romantic and groovy tune by a female singer, and find Emma Lia in the claw-foot tub covered with bubbles to her breasts. She fails to hear me approaching. How do I know? Because she’s singing the song at the top of her lungs like no one is standing herelistening.
The beautiful girl can’t sing worth a damn. It reminds me of terrible karaoke, but her performance is stillentertaining.
“Bebelle,” Iwhisper.
She jolts and twists around to look at me in the doorway. “Tristan? You’re home? Oh God. I didn’t realize that I’d been in the bath so long. What time isit?”
“You’re not late. I’m homeearly.”
She places her hands on the rim of the tub. “I’ll getout.”
“Don’t.” I slip my jacket from my shoulders. “I want to get in withyou.”
Tie. Button-down. Shoes. Socks. Belt. Trousers. Boxers. Her eyes watch every piece of clothing come off of my body. She doesn’t even try to hide her absorption in watching me getnaked.
And I love it. I’m glad she’s not timid about her interest inme.
Emma Lia. My littlesubmissive.
The intense satisfaction I feel at that thought is absurd. I sometimes have to remind myself that she’s mine only until fate decides that she isn’t. But I try to not dwell onit.
I will fuck her and spoil her, and she will satisfy my every desire, no matter how dark and twisted.Mon bebelle will give me every part of herself, and I will devour it. I will take everything that she has to give, and then I will demandmore.
But I will give her what she wants tonight: tender, gentle, sweet. The sadistic Dom inside me is satisfied for now and content. I have no desire to bring pain to her tonight. Only to feel her tremble with pleasure in myarms.
My cock is rigid and aching with desire, but the hunger is different from what I usually feel with my submissive. My urge is calm, controlled,composed.
Without my having to ask, Emma Lia scoots forward to make room for me behind her. I step in and lower my body, causing the water and bubbles to rise to hershoulders.
She relaxes against me, her back pressed to my chest, and releases a blissful sigh. After the shit day that I’ve had, I’m content to sit here with my arms and legs wrapped around her body for a while without saying a word. My brain just needs a fucking break. And as though she senses that need inside of me, she allows my mind to bequiet.
Neither of us move until I lift my hand and stroke my fingertips over her shoulders peeking out of the bathwater, appreciating her smooth skin, so milky against my darker complexion. My dick aches to move in and out of her, but I’m in no rush. I simply want to enjoy this moment and heighten the anticipation of what’s tocome.
“Your fingers feel good gliding over my wet skin,” shewhispers.
I wrap my arm around her body and cup her buoyant breast in my palm. My Dom instinct is to pinch her nipple and pull down while I twist, but instead I gently caress my thumb back and forth overit.
“Mmm… that’s nicetoo.”
Giving in to a sudden urge, I place my other hand beneath the water and glide it down her stomach. She parts her thighs and I cup my hand between her legs. The rate of her breathing increases and so does the amount of blood pooling in my dick, making the ache in my groinintensify.
My fingers brush against her pussy, parting her soft lips.I push the tip of my middle finger into her tight opening, using my thumb to massage her sensitive nub at the sametime.
Her tight canal is slick and accepts the intrusion of my finger without protest. The inner walls of her pussy close in around my finger, and my cock jerks in response. He wants that tight pussy to hug him, but he’ll have to wait histurn.
She moves her hips against my hand, and my finger slides deeper inside her. “Oh,Tristan.”
“I love hearing you say my name like that. All breathless and excited anddesperate.”
She pulls away and tries to reach for my cock behind her back, but I wrap my hand around her waist and pull her toward me, my erection resting against herback.
