Embracing My Submission (26 page)

His hands were as frantic as mine. Thick fingers tugged my nipple rings, massaged my breasts, and plucked each aching peak. Tearing his mouth from mine, his tongue lashed each pebbled, cranberry-colored nipple. Gripping my nipple rings between his teeth, he gave a solid tug on each silver sphere. Arching my back, I cried out in delight.

The heavy, musky scent of arousal infused the steamy mist. Uninhibited and desperate, I reached between my legs, stroking my needful clit as I rolled my hips against his.

“Do you want to explode for me here, love, or on the bed with my tongue driving deep in your wicked cunt?” Growling, he plunged two fingers inside my empty, fluttering pussy.

I cried out a garbled answer and launched my head back as my muscles clamped around his embedded fingers. My hips pumped a furious beat against his hands.

“Look at me, baby. Look into my eyes. I need to watch you shatter.”

Forcing my heavy lids open, I was met with sparkling approval reflecting in his eyes and a feral smile curling on his lips. My body buzzed as a familiar tingle spread down my legs and up my spine. Fire burned and pooled deep in my womb. Hovering on the brink of orgasm, I waited for his command, his permission to plummet over the edge. I begged him with my eyes to grant the free fall into orgasmic bliss. Panic melded with demand when I realized he had no intention of verbally sanctioning my release.

“Please, Mika, please,” I gasped, begging for his instruction. “Help me.”

“What do you need, precious?” Taunting fingers full of command danced and scissored inside my clutching tunnel.

“Permission,” I wailed as tears stung my eyes.

“Oh, darling girl. You’ve not allowed yourself to come without a directive? Can you not slip over the edge without permission, my love?”

Frantically in need, I shook my head no as a pitiful whimper filled the air. “Please. Give me your permission.”

“And if I don’t? If I withhold one word, you’ll be stranded right where you are? Caught between ecstasy and misery?”

“Please no. Please don’t torture me,” I begged, panic stricken.

Then without warning, he slid his fingers from my core.

My eyes flashed wide. “No. No. No.” I moaned, thrusting my hips into the air as he turned off the shower and gathered a soft, fluffy towel. Unable to speak in the throes of frenzied deprivation, my mind raced in fear.

He couldn’t leave me on the cusp like this. It was inhuman. What happened to taking what I want and need? I needed a fucking orgasm. Surely he wasn’t going to leave me like this, was he? I wanted to scream and claw at him, to pound on his steely chest and demand he put me out of my misery. Yet all I could do was undulate and whimper.

“Shhh,” he whispered as he wrapped the towel around me. “We’re going to the bedroom. I’ll help you, pet, but you’ll achieve your release without my permission.”

“I can’t,” I cried, on the verge of hysteria. Tears slid down my cheeks.

“Yes you can, gorgeous. You just haven’t done it in a long time. There’s a line inside you between woman and submissive. Today you’re going to find it for me. I want you to realize how much power you possess before I accept it, take it from you. Show me the degree of entitlement you’re going to hand over to me when I claim you as mine.”

“Mika, I can’t. I swear, I can’t do it. You have to say the words. You have to tell me to come. You...you can’t leave me like this. Please. Help me.”

“Trust me, precious. Just trust me,” he soothed as he led me out of the bathroom and to the bed. “Relax. Let me take care of you. On your back, sweetheart. Spread your legs wide for me.”

Mika climbed between my splayed legs, pulling the towel away. His warm breath caressed my thighs. A violent shudder rippled through my body as I looked down, watching his full brown lips sprinkle tender kisses over my alabaster flesh. My skin was alive. Every nerve ending burned with intense sensitivity. The softness of his lips combined with the scratchy stubble of his face caused my hips to arch in demand.

His eyes were fixed on my sex. “Your glistening cream is pouring out like a waterfall. Do you always get this wet or is this something special for me?”

“You, because of you,” I mewled as his wet, pink tongue took a slow glide over his bottom lip.

“Then I think I’ll need to lick it up, if it’s all for me.” A lurid smile curled on his mouth as he gave me a playful wink.

Arching as his mouth devoured my swollen, aching center, our cries of mutual delight melded together in a primitive call of carnal magic. Within seconds, I had soared back to the precipice of orgasm beneath his masterful tongue. His fingers plunged inside me, stretching me, filling me. I soared so high I could almost touch the stars flashing behind my eyes. My low guttural moans grew to desperate, frantic screams as I writhed and thrashed beneath his assault.

“Please. Please,” I panted, begging in a delirious fog.

“You know what to do, Julianna,” he growled.

“Help me.”

“Show me, love. You can do this.”

“I can’t.”

“Yes, you can. I know you can.”

“Please. Oh, God. Please, Mika. Please just say it.” I screamed.

“It’s all up to you, love.”

I started to cry as I looked down into his passion-filled eyes. I was failing him.

Frustration overwhelmed me, and I dug my heels into the mattress and crawled away from his skilled tongue and decadent fingers. Wrapping my arms around my knees, I clutched my thighs together. Hiding my head beneath my arms, I sobbed in misery.

His strong, warm arms were around me in seconds.

“Shhh, baby. Don’t cry. You can do this. I know you can. I wouldn’t take you to the edge and just leave you there. Come back to me.”

“I can’t. I can’t do it myself.”

Cradling my face in his hands, he forced me to look at him. “Give it one more try. Let me take you to the edge, and if you can’t go over without me, I’ll give you the command. I promise. Shhhh, don’t cry. This isn’t supposed to be hurtful. I want this to be beautiful. I want you to feel the love I have in my heart for you, baby. Release your will, my sweet, and give yourself permission.”

“I’m sorry Mika.” I sniffed. “I’m not trying to fail you. It’s just that I haven’t released without permission for years. I’ve forgotten how.”

“You’ve never failed me, love, and I doubt you ever will. Be patient. Let me reteach you, baby.” Mika wiped the tears from my eyes, and with my essence coating his lips, pressed his mouth to mine.

Unfurling myself, clinging to his hard body, I melted against his broad chest. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I devoured his lips and tongue while his hard, thick shaft prodded against my tingling cleft. I was desperate to feel him driving deep into my aching core.

As if sensing my fervid level of need, urgency consumed him. His broad hands careened over my breasts and gripped my supple flesh while his thumbs and fingers pinched and tormented my taut nipples.

Sliding down my body, he spread my thighs wide and abraded my distended clit. Shudders of pleasure raced through my body as I rocked against his fingers. He stopped for a brief moment and sheathed his cock in latex then centered his enormous, delicious brim between my slippery folds.

“Oh God, Mika!” I cried as he eased the thick-crested tip inside my fluttering core. He stretched the sensitive skin as a delicious burn spread through me, filling me one glorious, agonizing inch at a time.

“Let me in, baby. You’re so fucking tight. Relax around me. I’ll be gentle,” he coaxed, stilling to allow my narrow opening to accommodate his ample width.

Capturing my breast in his mouth, he sucked, nipped, and laved his tongue over my turgid nipple, tugging on the silver ring. Wrapping his hand in my riotous curls, he didn’t yank or pull, but instead teased with a scarce, tormenting tug. It was enough. My walls relaxed and ceded, allowing more of his engorged shaft to squeeze through.

I moaned as my quivering muscles sucked his column deeper inside, stretching and dilating my fragile tissue with his cock. I cried out at the sublime painful pleasure.

“Fuck! You’re so goddamn tight. So fucking hot. I want to stay buried inside you for days.”

His hands gripped my hips, hoisting my ass from the bed, repositioning to drive deeper inside my clutching center. I wrapped my legs around his narrow waist, crossing my ankles behind his back as he inched his shaft in and out of my fluttering tunnel. With each thrust, his thick column burnished my clit as arcs of delight pulsated through every nerve ending in my body.

“I’ve dreamed of being inside you forever, but never in my wildest dreams did you feel this fucking good. I’m never letting you go. You can love me or hate me, but you’re mine. Do you hear me? Mine. You’ve got such a hungry little cunt. Hot. Sinful. I can feel your muscles sucking my cock. It’s just begging to be showered with my come, isn’t it baby?”

His words were like fingers pulling me under a whirlpool of swirling, boiling lava. My limbs grew numb as the swell deep in my belly grew. As the fire rushed over me, a ribbon of sparks unfurled, then gathered, converging to consume me.

“Son of a bitch! I can feel your pussy fluttering around my dick. Open your eyes for me baby, let me drown in the reflection as you shatter.”

Mika’s growl yanked me back from the crumbling edge just long enough to lift my heavy lids. Shimmering amber pools reflecting demand and desire stared back at me as I watched the sweat trickle down his neck onto his rippling chest. He powerfully launched his shaft inside me. The crest of his cock hammered against the entrance of my womb. It was blissful heaven.

“I love you, Julianna,” he whispered as I flew over the edge, fracturing into a million shards of bursting light. Screaming out his name, my pussy convulsed in violent spasms around his driving cock. I thrusted manically against him while savage seizures wracked my core, his gaze never leaving mine.

Hammering like a piston, he drove into my clutching center. The sounds of slapping flesh filled the room. His eyes narrowed as a loud, animalistic growl rose from his chest. His shaft swelled larger inside me, and as he exploded with a savage thrust, he cried out my name.

Lowering my hips to the bed, Mika draped his sweat-soaked body over mine. Burying his face in my neck, he held me as we both panted, desperate to fill our lungs with oxygen.

I licked and kissed his slick, salty shoulder, mewling like a sated kitten as his shaft remained twitching inside me.

Slowly our breathing began to settle. He raised up on his elbows, and I slung my arms over his wide shoulders. I smiled as he leaned in and playfully tugged my bottom lip between his teeth.

“I love you, Mika.”

His cock jerked inside my pussy as a huge smile spread over his sensuous mouth. “I can die a happy man now.”

“No,” I scolded as my eyes grew wide. “You’ve already tried that once. I’m greedy and needy, and I want you here with me forever.”

“You’ve confessed your love to me, pet. You’re never going to get rid of me now. And as I see it, I’m one lucky bastard.”

“No. I’m the lucky one.”

“You are the one, there’s absolutely no doubt about that.” He grinned.

We spent the rest of the day and clear into the wee hours of the next morning exploring one another. Mika induced so many orgasms I lost count. His mouth, fingers, and cock coaxed me with thunderous and intense demand. I couldn’t help but oblige and shatter for him.

He filled my belly with his tart, sweet seed more than once, and I nearly came apart when he showered his hot, sticky treasure over my breasts and face. Seemingly fascinated with my tight puckered anus, his fingers and tongue unraveled me time and again. The sensation was so overwhelming that I nearly crawled out of my skin.

When I confessed that I’d never had anal sex, a mischievous sparkle flickered in his eyes.

“So when I claim you as mine, you’ll not only be giving me your power but your anal virginity, too?”

The broad smile on his face was much too feral. I nodded, more than a bit fearful as to how my tiny opening could accommodate his massive cock. “Don’t worry baby. I’ll be gentle and won’t hurt you.”

After our third shower and yet another powerful orgasm beneath the thundering showerheads, Mika carried me to bed. Covering me with a soft, clean sheet, he climbed in next to me. Lying side by side, he wrapped his arms around me. With his hot cock nestled against the crack of my ass, he pulled me against his chest.

Boneless and exhausted, my body hummed. The man was beyond astonishing, and if everything I’d experienced was just a dream, I prayed never to wake.

But I did awaken with his warm, strong arms banded around me. I smiled as I listened to the rhythmic sound of his light snoring. Peeking up at his rugged, handsome face, that damn bottom lip was the first thing that captured my attention. Never was anything more erotic to me, except for his eyes, and of course every epic sensation his masterful body bestowed me. But it was his lip that had me enthralled. Even though he was sleeping, I couldn’t resist a little swipe.

Holding back a giggle, I eased over his body and leaned in. With a light swipe, I licked my tongue over his full lip. He woke with a start and growled as I sucked it into my mouth. Suddenly I was gasping and quivering as his fingers cinched my hair, pulling me from his lips.