She leans forward, lowering her head enough for the ends of her hair to tickle my chest, and slowly rides my cock up and down. I groan with pleasure and grasp her ass, spreading her cheeks apart, as I begin thrusting upward to meet her stroke forstroke.
“Can you come like this?” Iask.
“Not without somehelp.”
I rotate my hand, palm side up, and slide my hand between us until my fingers find her clit. I start with a slow, spiraling motion and increase the speed as she moves faster. I rub it in no particular order. Fast. Slow. Soft. Hard. Her closed rosebud mouth blooms and becomes a helpless O of pleasure. And I know when her breathing picks up that she’s catching up withme.
She sinks deeper and groans, “I’m going to come, Tristan. Rightnow.”
I feel the ripple of her body tightening around my cock, and then it’s over for me. I explode inside her again, grabbing her hips, bringing her down hard on my cock as I thrust upward. I hold her in place as I spasm, completely emptying myself into heragain.
When it ends, she places her hands on each side of my face and presses a soft kiss against mymouth.
“Bebelle, I’m breaking a lot of my own rules foryou.”
She giggles and presses another kiss to my mouth before moving to lie next to me. “Yes, I suppose you are. But isn’t it so muchfun?”
She nestles beside me, her head on my shoulder and one leg tossed across mine. Her finger tracing circles in the hair on my chest.Cuddling.
Fuck, I’ve never cuddled. Not even before I became aDom.
Before I was a Dom, I was an asshole. I immediately left after sex, and since becoming a Dom, I’ve always sent my submissive away once I was satisfied. Because when the sex is over, that’s the point when I’m finished with a woman. But I don’t feel finished with Emma Lia. And I don’t want to spend the rest of the night apart from her. “I want you to stay withme.”
I panic a little after I say the words, afraid that she might think my invitation to stay means that our D/s relationship has changed. It hasn’t. “Just for tonight and then things go back to the way they were,” I quicklyadd.
She stops tracing circles on my chest and pulls away. “I can go to my room now if my being in your bed freaks youout.”
Shit. I think that I’ve pissed heroff.
“Everything about tonight is vanilla, and that means sleeping together afterward.” Lie. The truth is that I want her next tome.
She stares at me for a moment. “I don’t know if I want tostay.”
Fuck, I’m surprised by how much I dislike hearing her saythat.
I grasp her arm and pull her down to lie on my chest again. “You’re staying,bebelle.”
She relaxes against me, returning to her previous position. I wrap my arm around her and pull her close, caressing her shoulder with my fingertips. And then my peripheral vision catches movement across theroom.
Claudia. She’s standing in the doorway between my room and Emma Lia’s. Watchingus.
How long has she been there? Did she watch us fu… makelove?
My cutting glare is a warning. My signal for Claudia to leave immediately without making her presence known to Emma Lia. Mon bebelle would freak out if she knew we were being watched by anyone, especiallyClaudia.
“My throat is dry. I’m going to get a drink. Do you want me to bring back anything foryou?”
“I’m fine,thanks.”
I get up and drag on a T-shirt and sleep pants. Which pisses me the fuck off. I was exactly where and how I wanted to be for the rest of thenight.
I close my bedroom door on my way into the hall; I don’t want Emma Lia to hear the sound of our voices carrying down the hallway. I’m furious, and things could becomeheated.
Claudia is standing at the door of her bedroom when I ascend the stairs. “I can’t believe you,Tristan.”
I grab her upper arm and shove her into her room, closing the room behind us. “What the fuck was thatabout?”
She yanks her arm away from my grasp. “I could ask you thesame.”
