“Reach down and put my dick in that sweet pussy,” he growled, and Hayley hurried to obey. “That’s right,” he hissed as she slid down his length. “Now don’t move until I say so. Not one twitch, princess, or I’ll redden your ass again.”
Hayley stared at Silas with uncertainty, not at all sure what to make of their current positions. She gave him a half smile and adopted a teasing tone. “Wow, I’m never in control. I have no idea what to do here, Silas.”
Amusement was thick in Silas’s voice. “It’s adorable that you think you’ll be in control because you’re on top.” He tweaked her nose affectionately. “I assure you that at no time will you be in control, sweet girl. Now put your hands on my shoulders and keep them there.”
She leaned forward to follow his command and as soon as her handswere in place, the hard coldness pressed against her clit again. “Silas, what—?”
A cry of shocked pleasure escaped her as the coldness started to vibrate. The sensation shot from her clit to her nipples, then continued to spread. Her nails dug into his shoulders as she fought the urge to impale herself on him over and over.Don’t move. Don’t move.Oh God, she needed to move.
Just when she knew she was going to defy Silas’s order, he moved the toy from pressing in one spot and began circling her clit. Her strained breathing eased slightly and just as she thought she could handle the sensations, he once again pressed it firmly to her clit, holding it in one place. Her world narrowed to that buzzing object and the enormous erection stretching her trembling muscles.
She made a desperate sound of need. “P-please, Silas. Please. I need to move.”
“Are you sure that’s what you need? Positive?” he whispered against her trembling lips. “Beg me prettily and I’ll consider granting my princess’s request.”
As if he would ever deny her. Hayley almost gave him a smug smile until she remembered hehaddenied her one thing and she had no idea why. She wasn’t experienced enough to understand the intricacies of male sexuality, and she was completely puzzled by Silas’s reaction to her. Maybe it was just a stereotype that all men liked for women to go down on them.
“Please,” she said in her most husky, enticing voice. “Pleaselet me move. Ineedto move.”
His hand shifted lower and his eyes glittered as he stared at her. “Go,” he said in a harsh, needy voice as he pressed the toy against his dick, sending a shock wave of vibration through her pussy. “Ride me hard, princess.”
Her eyes nearly rolled back in her head at the electrical surge that made his engorged cock quiver and stimulate her highly sensitizedtissues. Desperate for the pleasure he promised, she rose and fell, trying to hold back the orgasm that was precariously close to erupting over her.
No. It was too soon. Calling on discipline and restraint she didn’t think she possessed, she fought to keep her release at bay. She wanted to make this as perfect for Silas as it would be for her, and to do that she had to keep moving but not end it before it had barely begun. She increased her pace but kept a very tight leash on the edgy, clawing need that was all-consuming. In response, Silas’s fingers dug into her hip as he began to arch his hips, no longer content for her to do all the work. He seemed determined to drive himself as deeply as possible into her welcoming body, and she wanted that every bit as much as he did. But when he once again moved the toy and began a relentless assault on her swollen clit while pumping forcefully into her, she could no longer hold back the inevitable. He dragged her lips to his, and her scream was swallowed up by his mouth, his tongue plunging inward, mimicking the action of his cock. A mere second after she came screaming and writhing wildly in his arms, his entire body grew taut, his muscles tensing, a look on his face that could be interpreted as either intense pleasure or pain marking his features, and he followed her into the chaotic swirl of ecstasy. Her heart clenched when he shouted her name and then he gathered her in his arms, nearly crushing her with the strength of his hold, and he whispered so very tenderly, “My princess. My precious girl.”
Never had she felt so cherished, like she was the most important person in Silas’s rigid, disciplined world. She could spend forever like this, soaking up his tender endearments. Exhausted, completely sated and spent, she snuggled deeply in Silas’s arms, nestled against his chest, a sigh of deep contentment escaping in a long breath. Silas seemed as content as she was for him to hold her in the ensuing silence, rubbing his hand up and down her back as she burrowed even deeper into his embrace until there was no space between them and they were joined physically, mentally, soul deep. No longer were they two separate entities but one single being. She was sodeeply in over her head. If Silas didn’t feel the same way as she did, she would be utterly destroyed. She closed her eyes and shook off those thoughts, knowing she was on a path that potentially led to heartbreak.
“I don’t think I can move,” she murmured ruefully.
“That’s okay, princess. I like you right where you are. Just let me hold you for a little while and then I’ll take care of my girl.”
She sighed again and allowed her mind to drift, enjoying the euphoric haze that seemed to envelop them both. She could so easily imagine this being their future. Their forever. As soon as she registered that thought, some of the glow dissipated and her lips turned down in unhappiness. Why couldn’t she just be happy with what she had? Why set herself up for potential disaster? Why did she have to risk damaging her relationship with Silas by being a clingy, insecure twit? She knew without a doubt Silas would never tolerate or accept a woman trying to make demands, conditions orevercalling the shots when he was abundantly clear on his position when it came to him having absolute control and his demand for complete submission.
She was jolted from her thoughts when Silas stirred beneath her, and it was automatic to clutch him in an effort to prolong the moment and preserve the intimacy they’d shared. Silas affectionately kissed the top of her head.
“Time to take care of my princess.”
He gently eased her off him and onto the bed, where she curled up, still boneless. He ran his hand gently down her side before leaving the bed to get a cloth to clean her up. Hayley watched his muscular ass flex as he walked away and made a sound of feminine appreciation because her man was the definition of perfect. She’d never seen a man built the way he was. Broad shoulders and chest, lean waist and arms and thighs rippling with muscle with not so much as an inch of spare flesh to be found. She loved his body, loved snuggling up to him, but she loved his heart the most and how dedicated he was to her comfort and care. Heindulged her every whim and spoiled her shamelessly. What more could a woman ask for? He was the total package.
Despite her best effort, reality intruded as she recalled that, once again, Silas had blatantly rejected her attempts to pleasure him with her mouth. And it wasn’t the first time. Or the second. No longer could she chalk it up to heat of the moment, coincidence or even her imagination, and though the last thing she wanted was to incite any discord between them, it was too important to her to know if he didn’t want her or if he simply found her too inexperienced and inept.
Hadn’t he promised to teach her everything she needed to know? How to please him? He’d seemed genuinely delighted by her inexperience and had reassured her more than once that he was glad he was the only man who’d ever made love to her, just as he had expressed enthusiasm for being the source for anything she needed to know or learn.
When Silas returned to the bed to clean her up, she felt shy and nervous and suddenly very unsure of herself.
Ever in tune with her every mood, he sent her a seeking look as he tossed the cloth in the hamper. He settled on the bed and tucked her into his side as he kissed the side of her head.
“What’s wrong, princess?”
Should she bring it up? God, this was so awkward. And what was she going to do if the problem reallywaswith her or he simply didn’t want her that way? Silas wasn’t the type to pacify anyone. He wouldn’t evade her question or lie to make her feel better. Suddenly she wasn’t so sure shewantedto know the truth.
She briefly closed her eyes and silently inhaled a long, fortifying breath. Oh, please don’t let her be making the biggest mistake of her life. She turned slightly toward Silas, tilting her head to peek up at him from beneath her lashes.
“Can I ask you something, Silas?”
Silas tensed as he saw uncertainty and obvious discomfort flash overHayley’s face. She looked vulnerable andscared. Automatically he reached out to touch her face in an attempt to ease the lines of worry. What could possibly have her so anxious about asking him anything? Was he that rigid and imposing? He wanted her to trust him and never hesitate to come to him foranything. Had he done something to make her feel as though she couldn’t?
“I hope you know you can ask me anything, my sweet girl,” he said in a gentle tone.
