Beck And Call (14 page)

underestimated her body’s need to be controlled and

how it would respond. As Master had said, under the

knowing and focused touch of someone whose goal was

to give her pleasure, her body blossomed. And burned.

Now, her body had been readied by a man who burned

for her, who wanted her and would do what he wanted

with her.

“Master.”

“Yes?”

“Please come inside me again,” she whispered.

Keith groaned. He didn’t think he could want her

more, but those barely audible words pushed him over

the edge. His cock stroking deep, he nipped her ear.

“You like it rough? You like it when I take you hard

and fast?”

“Yes, yes,” she sobbed, feeling the fire poised to

explode. “May I come?”

“Together, baby,” he vowed. “Together.”

He shouted, head thrown back as he pulsed into

her. The hot rush of him, the constant pressure, set her

off and her pussy tightened around him, draining him.

With a sigh, she surrendered to exhaustion.

Smiling, Keith propped himself on one elbow and

brushed the sweaty strands of hair off her forehead. She

was magnificent! Sensually and erotically submissive,

while a model of decorum and efficiency in the office.

How the hell had he gotten so lucky? He knew she

couldn’t be his assistant any longer, not once their

relationship became common knowledge, but that

seemed acceptable considering he would have her

permanently in his life. In his bed.

Kissing her tenderly, he left the bed. Taking the

toys to the bathroom, he put them on the counter to

clean later. First, he would take care of her. Carrying a

warm, wet washcloth and a towel, he cleaned her pussy.

Drying her, he released her ankles and wrists from the

tethers. Covering her with a light blanket, he returned

to the bathroom. After cleaning and storing the toys, he

returned to where she rested.

Slipping under the covers, he pulled her into his

arms and closed his eyes. He wondered if he had the

patience to stick to his plan and thoroughly seduce her

before revealing who Master was. Briefly, he considered

telling her now, but she was so perfectly submissive

that he didn’t want to risk the outside world changing

her mind.

Serena might not be an extrovert, but she cared

deeply about others. Her effort the night before to both

please him and support Claire was an excellent

example. She had to learn to balance the demands of a

Master and the rest of the world. He would help her, but

she had to understand that when he summoned her, he

fully expected her to obey.

Mulling over the reason for her absence the night

before, he realized he knew the man named Paul she

had mentioned. Paul and David were members of the

club. Preferring threesomes, rumor had it that they

were looking for a permanent female in their lives.

Apparently they had fixed their sights on Claire and

shocked her with their proposal. Or had there been one?

From what Serena had said, it sounded as if she had

caught them fucking. He frowned. He’d never heard of

the pair being homosexual. They’d always focused their

attention on a woman, never a man. Perhaps Claire

had misunderstood.

That would be something to discuss later. He didn’t

want Serena thinking about anything until he sent her

home. All he wanted her focusing on was sexual

pleasure.

Serena brushed at the fly tickling her nose. A

second later, it was back and she swatted harder. And

felt the cuff shift on her wrist. Reality hit her and she

froze, unable to believe she’d really let someone do all

those things to her. She’d loved every second, every

single thing he’d done. She’d known that sexual

pleasure was his goal. Her instincts had said that he

would take care of her. Even now, his arms held her

close against a broad muscular chest. A heavy, hairy

thigh was over her legs, pinning her. Her head was on a

thick bicep. She felt completely safe, as if nothing in the

world could hurt her.

“Wake up, sleepyhead,” her Master chuckled..

“Master?” she whispered hesitantly. “The blindfold

came off.”

“That’s all right,” he told her. “I have on a mask.”

“You’re not worried I’ll recognize you? Or see

something that will tell me who you are?”

“There’s always that possibility,” he admitted, one

hand stroking her body. When she sighed, shifting

against him, he smiled. “But I don’t think that will

happen.”

“Do you think I’m stupid?” she frowned, twisting to

see his face. And grimaced. A black hood covered his

head, except for his mouth. She couldn’t even tell what

color his eyes were. She felt his cock press between her

ass cheeks and nearly lost her train of thought. “I’m

not.”

“I know that,” he smiled, pushing up over her. “I

want you again, Serena.”

His mouth covered hers as he rolled her to her back.

Even with her hands free, she didn’t reach for the hood.

That puzzled her at first. In seconds, she could know

who he was. There would be no more masquerade or

secrets. She would know who had commanded her body

to do things she had never imagined.

As his hands played with her breasts, she fisted

hers in the sheet. Despite the temptation, she resisted.

The mystery was part of the fantasy. It was also a huge

demonstration of trust—that she wouldn’t try to

unmask him.

Relaxing her hands, she slowly moved them to his

waist.

“Master,” she whispered against his mouth.

“Yes, sweet?”

“May I touch you? Will you teach me what you

like?”

“Not yet,” he told her. “I’m still learning your body.”

That puzzled her.

“After what you did before?”

He chuckled, dropped a quick, hard kiss on her

mouth and nodded.

“Sweetheart, that was barely a beginning.”

Taking her hands, he secured them to the center

tether. Twisting her head slightly, she could see that

they were on a mammoth bed with iron rails at the

head and foot. All the better to tie down women? She

wondered how many others there had been.

He was watching her face and saw the sadness.

“What are you thinking?”

Embarrassed, she shook her head.

“Nothing important,” she replied.

“Hardly that,” he countered. “Serena, the truth.”

She had no idea what his reaction would be.

“I just wondered how many women you’ve brought

here,” she replied in a small voice.

“Why would you think there had been many?”

“The toys you have. The other room with the special

lock on it. You must do this a lot,” she said, hurt

jealousy spurring her words. “Send a lonely, single

woman erotic books, a single perfect rose in a gorgeous

vase, and bewitch her into climbing into a car to be

brought to you. Did they tumble as quickly as I did? Or

did I set some sort of speed record?”

“Yes, there have been other women in the

playroom,” he replied, amazed at how the tears that

sprang to her eyes affected him. “But,” he stressed, “I’ve

never done anything like this before, and, before that

wild imagination of yours runs riot, I don’t plan on

doing it again. Do you have any idea of the risk I took

just to get the books in your desk? To arrange a driver

for today?” He shook his head. “Think, Serena. I know

you’re smart, use your brain and stop insulting both of

us.”

Her chin wobbled slightly as she listened. He was

right. The risks he’d taken were considerable and at

every chance she had questioned his motives.

“I’m sorry,” she said quietly. Her mouth twisted. “I

let that last argument with Todd get to me again. I

know better than to judge other men because one

treated me the way he did, but it’s not easy,” she

whispered, remembering that it wasn’t just Todd.

“What happened?”

“An argument about vacation and it…” she frowned

and shook her head. “More of an accumulation of all the

little things about each other that had been bothering

us. And then we got really personal with our insults. I

told him that I’d only orgasmed twice with him, and he

told me he had to fantasize about his latest SI swimsuit

issue to get hard for me. He said I didn’t have a sexy

bone in my body.”

“Where is that sonuvabitch?” Master growled. “He’s

a fricking idiot. Not to mention, completely blind. On

the other hand,” his lips curved below the edge of the

hood, “his stupidity did work to my benefit, so I guess I

can’t complain too much.”

“Except when I ask stupid questions?” Serena

sighed.

“Not stupid, just insecure,” he corrected. “I need to

remember you’ve been hurt by men, but also that this

is all new to you.”

“I’ll try not to ask too many questions.”

“Serena, I want your surrender, your trust, and

your submission, not abject capitulation without any

thought

on

your

part.

Some

questions

are

understandable, but you have this insatiable curiosity

that I would like to channel into other areas,” he told

her, his voice dropping considerably.

“I guess I just earned another punishment, didn’t

I?”

Serena didn’t know where the question came from,

or why her pussy suddenly grew hot and wet at the

prospect.

Keith stared at the mischievous gleam in her eyes.

Minx! Trying to push him into something. She was

right, she had earned another punishment. Just not

what she expected.

Moving off her, he caught Serena’s waist with both

hands and flipped her onto her stomach. Grabbing a

small packet off the nightstand, he impatiently ripped

it open and rolled the condom over his cock. Lifting her

hips, he thrust into her pussy. Her back arched as she

clutched at the pillows.

“Master!”

“What’s your word right now?”

Serena groaned. .

“Why do you keep doing this to me? Like any

woman could think in this position!”

“Answer the question,” he chuckled.

“File in the in-box,” she told him. “Please, Master!”

“Seems Miss Calm, Cool, and Collected has an

insatiable need for sex,” he observed, stroking in and

out of her. “Suits me just fine because I’ve found a need

to dominate you in every way possible.”

Maneuvering a pillow under her shoulders, she

panted as he took her. No soft words. No caresses. No

worrying about what she needed, yet. First, he was

going to fuck her and then …

He pulled out of her and replaced his cock with two

fingers. Puzzled, she twisted her head to look at him.

Eyes wide, she watched as he pulled his dripping

fingers from her pussy and put the tips just inside her

anus.

“Take a deep breath and relax,” he told her.

“I’ve never—”

“I know,” he nodded. “But I will fuck this tight hole,

Serena. I want it to be pleasurable for you, so it’s worth

it to me to take the time to prepare you. Deep breath,

and relax these muscles.”

“I’m trying,” she managed, looking at him with

conflicting emotions. “It feels sort of like pooping in

reverse.”

Keith didn’t know whether to laugh or to get angry.

Before he could do either, he remembered the

insecurity in her voice when she’d talked about Todd.

He’d done quite a number on her self-confidence.

“Let’s see if this helps you relax and think a little

differently,” he murmured. With his other hand, he

reached under her and teased her clit. Her eyes

widened as she inhaled sharply. As he’d expected, the

tight sphincter muscles relaxed and he worked his

fingers further inside. “Oh, God,” he groaned. “Taking

you here is going to feel so damn good!”

“Master,” she groaned.

She gasped as he spread his fingers and pushed

them all the way in. Pulling them out, he made shallow

strokes.

“Master,” she whimpered. “What are you doing to

me?”

“Getting you ready to take my cock here,” he

replied. “As much as I want to fuck you here now, I will

wait until I’m sure you’re fully ready.”

He began thrusting his fingers harder and deeper

into her.

From the expression on her face, he could tell that