Dungeon Games (12 page)

She whimpered, an entirely sexy sound. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t…It’s been a long time, Sir.”

Did she think being polite would make him go easy on her? Sweet little brat. “Who’s in charge, Karina?”

“You are, Sir.” Her answer came out in a breathy huff that made his cock jump.

He would prefer Master, but he hadn’t come close to earning that yet. “I am. I’m in charge of this. I’m in charge of your pleasure. I’ll give it to you, but you have to trust me.” He leaned over and kissed the places he’d just smacked. “I’m going to turn you back over and you’re going to be still for me. Do I need to tie you down?”

“No. I’ll stay still. I’ll be good.”

“I will tie you down, Karina. Eventually I’m going to truss you up like the pretty bird you are and I’ll have you any way I want you. But I want you to obey me on your own tonight.” What he didn’t say was why. He didn’t want to tie her down tonight because he wanted her arms around him, her legs squeezing him tight when he entered her. He flipped her back over, confident she would obey. “Be good or the next time it’s going to be twenty and I’ll make you count it out. Neither one of us wants that.”

He saw something he did want though. The girl liked to be spanked. Their kinks dovetailed nicely since he’d never enjoyed spanking an ass as much as he did Karina’s. Her pussy was glistening in the low light. He couldn’t tease her another moment more. He leaned over and ran his tongue over her labia.

She tasted far better than he’d imagined. Sweet and spicy, she coated his tongue and he couldn’t get enough of her. She tensed beneath him as he held her legs open. Her soft gasps and long sighs played along with the desperate tension in her thighs. She was being so good when it was obvious to him that she wanted to move, wanted to force him to go deeper.

“Do you need something, gorgeous?”

“Derek, please. Please, I’m so close. It’s been so long since I felt like this.”

He wanted to be the best she’d ever had. He wanted her to remember him long after they were no longer together. It was perverse, but he wanted to be the man she thought about the rest of her life. “You want to come? Ask me politely.”

He rubbed her clit just enough to make her squirm but not enough to send her over the edge.

“Please, Sir. I need it so much. Please let me come.” The words were so stinking sweet coming out of her mouth. She usually cursed his very name, but having Karina Mills begging him did amazing things for his ego. He could turn his spitting cat into a sweet little kitten and all he had to do was put his hands and mouth on her. It was that simple. She responded to him like no woman ever had before. So quick. So pure. So fucking honest.

And she’d been polite so she should be rewarded.

He let himself off the leash. He fucked her with his tongue, diving deep inside and glorying in the way she shook around him. Through his haze of lust he could hear her crying out even while she obeyed him and remained as still as she could. His thumb found her clit and he pressed down as he speared her with his tongue.

She came with a little moan and his tongue was coated with her.

He couldn’t wait another fucking second. He had to have her. He’d done his job. He’d made her come and now she was his for the night. He stood up and dropped his PJ pants to the floor after palming the condom he’d put in his pocket. “Give me the T-shirt.”

He wanted her naked, nothing between them except that crappy but necessary piece of latex. He was a bastard, but he was prepared. He’d slipped one into his PJ bottoms earlier when she’d sat next to him on the couch. Nothing had come from that, but he was damn happy to have it now.

He stroked himself, once and again while watching her. He would love to have her roll the condom on with her mouth, but he was far too impatient. In one practiced move, he slid the condom on.

Karina seemed to be coming out of her submissive state. She bit her bottom lip as she stared up at him.

No. That was so not going to happen. He wasn’t about to let her get away. He leaned over and kissed her again. “You taste so good, gorgeous.” He licked along her bottom lip. “Taste yourself. You’re all over my tongue. Stay with me.”

Her arms were around him again. She opened her mouth and let him in. Over and over he stroked her with his tongue, the intimacy unfamiliar but sweet. He rarely kissed anymore. Sex had become an exchange of need. How long had it been since he’d had to have it? Since he couldn’t take another breath without thinking about being inside a woman. Karina. Only Karina.

“Let me in, gorgeous. Let me inside. I fucking need you tonight.” He wasn’t sure he could walk away. He might do something horrible. He might actually beg.

She pulled the shirt off, exposing her lovely breasts.

It was all the invitation he needed. He fell on her like a starving man. Soft. She was so soft. He gave her his weight because while she was soft, she was strong, too. Karina could handle him. He could fuck her as hard as he wanted and she would take it.

He started to spread her legs, to shove himself in, and then he saw her.

She might have just had an orgasm, but she wasn’t ready for him yet. She was holding on to him, but there was fear in her eyes. God, he didn’t want to see that.

But he wasn’t willing to let her go. Kissing. She liked to be kissed. He covered her mouth with his, gently this time. “Stay with me, gorgeous.”

“It’s been a while. I…I’m nervous.”

“I’ll take care of you.” He was going to make sure she came again, make sure she had every bit of pleasure he could give her.

He leaned over to kiss her and prayed he could make her want him again.

Chapter Six

It was the sight of the condom that did it. Karina took a deep breath and realized this was really happening. She was about to open herself and let Derek Brighton in. She hadn’t had sex in years, hadn’t even wanted to share that with someone else.

He’d promised to take care of her, but she was sure he meant that in a sexual way. He couldn’t possibly mean anything else and she couldn’t expect more.

But suddenly she wanted to. She wanted this to be real. If only for a night.

“I can take care of myself, Brighton.” She wasn’t going to dive into maudlin thoughts. Five years had gone by and if she never moved on, she would regret it. She’d loved Kevin, but he was gone. And Liam was right. He would have wanted her to be happy. Could she ever be happy with Brighton? Would she hate herself if she didn’t try?

He’d said she wasn’t his type and she’d given him those words right back, but the minute he touched her, she’d gone up in flames. She’d never wanted a man the way she wanted him.

He gave her the craziest, sexiest grin. “I’m sure you can, gorgeous, but you don’t have to take care of yourself tonight. Let me take care of you.”

He lowered himself down again and Karina couldn’t help but welcome him. She didn’t even want to think about all the ways this could go wrong. She just wanted him.

It was time to stop thinking and let herself feel for once. Yes, she would likely get her heart ripped in two, but at least she would feel something beyond the numbness of the last several years.

“I want to make you feel good, gorgeous. Let me make you feel so good.” He whispered the words against her skin. She felt the rumble of his voice all along her flesh.

Heat poured through her body, the thrum of arousal a rhythm she couldn’t deny. She could still feel his tongue on her tenderest flesh. He hadn’t played around. He’d eaten her like she was the sweetest peach. What would he say if she told him the truth? What would he say if she told him she’d never been kissed there? That he was the first man to lick her and suck her and make her want to scream because she couldn’t take another second of his sweet torture.

Making love with Kevin had been wonderful, but Derek made her feel things she’d never imagined. Even his weight did something for her. He was so much bigger than her husband had been. He pressed her into the mattress, his legs spreading hers and making a place for himself. His chest came down on hers, the light hair there rasping against her nipples.

“God, you’re so fucking beautiful, Karina.” His lips hovered above hers. “I want you so badly. Tell me I can have you.”

He was right there, his hips pumping against her. His cock was pressed to her clit and the heat was building all over again. Sweet want coursed through her. She let her hands find his hair. How was it so soft?

“Please, Sir.” She loved using that word on him. He was so dominant, so strong and yet he’d done something Kevin never had. Kevin never slipped out of his Dom role when they made love. He never gave up a second of control. He’d told her he needed it and she’d believed him, but there was something about Derek’s softness that made her melt. Kevin would never have asked her. He would have assumed if she didn’t use her safe word that everything was fine.

She’d never heard a man practically begging, needing her the way Derek seemed to tonight.

She couldn’t resist. She opened herself because she didn’t know how to do this any other way. She wrapped herself around him, offering him everything she had.

“You won’t regret it, gorgeous.” His mouth fused to hers, his tongue cajoling as he fitted his cock against her pussy and started to press inside.

She held on. He was so big. She gasped, but he’d done a damn good job of getting her ridiculously wet. He slid in an inch or so and held himself still, his forehead against hers.

“You’re going to kill me, Karina. Naturally you feel this good. Fuck, you’re so tight.” He pulled back a little and then carefully moved forward. His mouth came back on hers and he captured the little cry she made as he pressed his full length inside.

So full. Derek seemed to take up all the space, his cock foraging deep. She held on to him.

“Yes, you dig those nails in. I want it. You won’t hurt me.” He pulled out and fucked back in, keeping his strokes measured, grinding his pelvis against hers. Every motion was careful, but she could see the toll it was taking on him. His face was flushed and tense.

She stroked his back, letting her hands go down to cup that wretchedly hot backside of his. “Give me more, Sir. Please.”

She wanted all of him. She wanted for him to lose control the way she was. Yes, she loved to play, loved to be controlled by her Dom, but she needed this, too. She needed to feel precious, sexy and wanted.

“I’ll give you everything.” He leveraged himself up on his arms and slammed against her pelvis, giving her the hard length of his dick in one thrust.

Karina felt him grind down on her even as he stroked that place deep inside that made her go off like a rocket. She didn’t fight it. She let that orgasm explode across her body. Wave after wave of pleasure sparked through her. She held on to Derek even as he lost that controlled rhythm he’d used and began to fuck her with pure force. His hands tightened on her, holding on as he slammed into her again and again. His eyes closed and his head dropped back and then he shouted out her name as he held himself hard against her.

Even as he came, she felt the sparks again, the aftershocks of the earthquake he’d started deep in her body.

He collapsed down, his face next to hers, his body warm against her own.

Blood thrummed through her system, pulsing in the most pleasant way. She sighed and let the softness of the moment settle on her.

She half expected him to jump off the moment he was done, but Derek cuddled down, settling his head on her chest.

She let her hands brush through his hair. “How did you get away? Back in Afghanistan, I mean.”

He hadn’t finished his story and she found herself so curious. He rolled off her, but immediately settled at her side again. He propped his head up on his hand and stared at her for a moment. “Big Tag came after me. He went against orders and he found me.” He brought his free hand out to run his thumb over her lip. “It was the morning after Jones died. If I’d been able to keep him alive just another couple of hours…”

She shook her head. “You did everything you could.”

“Sometimes I wonder about that. Karina, I should go and sleep on the couch, but I don’t want to.”

Dangerous. If she thought he was dangerous before, this Derek just might kill her. She’d expected him to get up and stretch and walk out. She’d thought he might kiss her and thank her for the lay. Not once in any scenario that played through her head had he put his head to her breast and asked for her comfort.

“Please stay with me.” She was in too deep, but she couldn’t get out. Not now.

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

She was pretty sure he wasn’t talking just about the physical. She was rapidly discovering that Derek wanted to play fair. He wanted to be honest. “Just stay with me for a while.”

“I don’t sleep with other people, Karina. I can’t. So I’ll just lay here until you fall asleep. If you wake up and I’m not here, don’t take it bad. I’m just not built that way anymore, okay?”

She could handle honesty. “All right.”

She let her fingers rub his scalp and despite all of his protests, his chest rose and fell in an even rhythm and he was asleep within moments.

Karina smiled as she managed to turn off the light.

She held him and couldn’t help but think that no matter what happened, they wouldn’t be the same. A new life. She’d just started over.

Though it made her ache inside, she didn’t even regret it. She kissed the top of Derek’s head and let herself drift off to sleep.

* * * *

Early morning light filtered in through the slats and Karina sighed a little as she turned.

And then remembered what had happened the night before.

She let her eyes fly open, but she was alone in bed. The pillow next to her still had an indention where his head had rested. She’d woken up once in the night to find him wrapped around her, his arm anchored around her middle, his body spooning hers.

Who would have guessed that big bad Derek Brighton was a teddy bear?

Okay. So she’d slept with him. That didn’t really change anything between them. It didn’t make them best buddies. It didn’t even really mean they were friends. It meant they had needed each other in the middle of the night and they were consenting adults without significant others.