Hold My Hand (18 page)

“Yes sir.”

“I sense a ‘but something’
in there somewhere but we’ll let it go for now.” William stroked
over my back and down the sides of my torso, ever so gently, to
calm me again. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the connection his
touch brought. I never wanted to be far from his touch.

Clearing his throat, he
asked, “Do you want to be in this relationship with me?”

“Yes sir.”

“
Good, very good. I
very much want this relationship with you.” William’s hands drifted
around the front of my body to toy with my breasts. He pinched my
nipples and caused me to push into his touch. The movement pulled
at the plug again and sent sharp tremors through my limbs. “Deep
breaths, little elf, take some cleansing breaths.”

I followed his instructions
and centered my breathing as he moved his hand to massage my
drenched folds. “Well done. Now tell me. Do you feel safe in this
relationship?”

“
Yes sir.” I was so
grateful it was getting easier to answer.

My body relaxed and my eyes
were heavy. His voice seemed to float around me as he offered
hushed praises. William soothed his hand over my bottom as if he
were wiping away the hurt from the spankings. My eyes rolled back
in my head as I luxuriated in his attention.

“Would you like to move in
with me, little elf?”

“Yes sir,” I spoke without
thinking.

“Is something stopping you
from moving forward? From moving in with me?”

“Y-yes sir.” I mumbled the
words as I found myself floating along with his voice.

“Hmm. I see. Aubrey, are you
still listening to me?” A pinch to one of my nipples had me opening
my eyes.

“Yes sir.”

“I need more than yes or no
now. Tell me what’s holding you back.”

I snapped to full attention
at his question. I knew immediately this was the part I didn’t want
to deal with. I didn’t want to talk about this. I didn’t want to
think about this. No, no, no. I struggled against my bonds, tossing
my body side to side. I had to get away. I couldn’t think straight.
I couldn’t answer his question.

William grabbed firmly onto
my hips with hands that acted as vices and stopped me from all
movement. He pressed his muscled arm along my lower back and held
me against the bed. I couldn’t move but I continued to struggle.
His palm slapped soundly down on my bottom. William rotated from
one cheek to the other, back and forth. The stinging was
incredible. I was sobbing and begging him to stop.

“I’ll stop when you settle
down. You need this, as much as it kills me, I know you need this.”
His rhythm never faltered though I began to follow the pattern and
absorb the pain. I pulled it inside me and wrapped myself in the
vibrations.

In a moment of clarity, I
replayed his words. William didn’t like hurting me but he did it.
He did it for me and I couldn’t even bring myself to face the
truth, to give him the truth he was asking for. I was ashamed. My
cries became sobs as I focused on him instead of my pain. I sensed
the slight vibrations in my clit that seemed to offset the sting of
my reddened bottom. I’d hurt this man who had come to mean so much
to me. The knowledge that I’d managed to wound him pained me more
than any spanking possibly could.

“Very good, little elf.
You’ve calmed very nicely. Would you like to answer my question or
do you think you need a few more final caresses?” I knew all too
well what William meant by caresses.

I cleared my throat and
spoke, “It’ll make it real. If I move in with you, so much will
happen and I’ll really be this person I’ve become.”

Silence engulfed the room.
There was no movement and no words for several long moments. The
vulnerability seeped in through every pore on my body at having
revealed so much of me to William. I looked over my shoulder at him
and he smiled at me. I lived for those smiles.

“Thank you. I know that
wasn’t easy. We’ll talk about this later. Right now, I need to feel
close to you. Let me comfort you now.” He barely finished his
sentence before he released my restraints and massaged the muscles
in my arms.

“Thank you, sir.” Already,
my body had relaxed as his strong hands melted every muscle they
caressed. I was so fully relaxed, I hardly moved when I felt
William pull the plug from my ass.

“Stay on your stomach so I
can apply some lotion,” William instructed me, already making his
way with lotion. “Are you okay?”

“Overwhelmed,” I
admitted.

“It’s expected. You did a
lot of work. And you do look beautiful from my view.” William’s
voice was equally as soothing as his touches. “I expect you feel a
bit needy, a bit unfulfilled?” He continued smoothing the lotion
down my thighs and brushed his fingertips close to my center.

“Yes.” I mumbled into the
pillow and was grateful to be able to hide my blushing cheeks.

He snickered. “Well, I
suppose that’s to be expected as well. After all, a punishment
shouldn’t come with a reward. At least, not right away. Perhaps
after we rest.”

Rest sounded like a good
idea as I allowed his warmth to envelop me. I was caught again in
everything he had to offer me. His heated breath brushed my
shoulder as he spooned me, pulled me close and whispered
reassurances. I could no longer resist him. I would never again run
away. Why would I want to when being held in his arms, being under
his command completed me? For now, in this moment, I just wanted to
rest in his arms and know I belonged to him.

I reached to hold his
hand.

“Arms by your side,” William
instructed me as he secured the soft rope around my arms and
thighs, connecting them in a beautiful weave. I was completely open
and at his mercy, a place I very much liked to be. William knew
this all too well and I beamed up at him as he worked. This was my
safe place where no one and nothing else existed but us. William
and Aubrey.

The week since I’d come back
to William had been quiet. Staying at his home lent a feeling of
domesticity to our relationship that was strangely comforting.
Tonight though, I was on uneven ground at one of those places where
I’m least comfortable.

Baylor had picked me up at
the coffee shop, explaining William had been caught on a conference
call at his office and would meet us at the restaurant. He smiled
at me as I got into the backseat. “It’s good you’re back, Miss - I
mean, Aubrey.”

“Thank you, Baylor. It’s
good to be back.” From the few things William shared, I could only
imagine what those days I’d spent away must’ve been like for those
around William. I will never leave him that way again.

William was waiting for us
when we pulled up outside the restaurant. He offered me his hand
and whisked me into the elevator up to the top floor where a maître
de greeted us and led us to our table. The view was spectacular
with the lights of Boston’s night sky surrounding us. It was so
remarkable that I felt as if I were viewing it through a
photographer’s lens.

“I apologize for not being
the one to pick you up.”

“I was fine with Baylor. You
don’t need to go out of your way for me.” The words escaped my lips
before I could censor the brash way I slighted myself.

“Aubrey, you still don’t
think enough of yourself. We’ll keep working on that.”

“I have no doubt,” I
responded with the slightest twinge of sarcasm that William didn’t
miss.

I looked towards him and saw
his brows were raised. He was shaking his head slowly.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t
mean…”

“Oh, sweet Aubrey, I know
exactly what you meant.” His hand cupped my jaw as his thumb
stroked my cheek. His mouth so close that I could feel the words
more than hear them, “Remember I know you very well,” he paused and
seemed to consider something I couldn’t fathom, “And I know exactly
what you need. Tonight.”

I gasped which only made him
grin like the cat that had just caught the juiciest canary on the
tree. And so went our dinner with William’s suggestions and my
building desire mixed with weariness. I was certain the
anticipation would bring me to my knees before we’d make it
home.

*****

Stripped naked at the
front door, I knelt as William told me exactly what would happen
tonight and sought my agreement. I would’ve likely sank to my knees
had I not already been there. Now, just a few minutes later and
William was between my legs, stroking along my inner thighs while I
lay open to his touches. I was at his mercy.

“
You are perfect,
Aubrey. You have to accept that everything about you is exactly as
it should be.”

His fingers stroked so
lightly, his breath brushed my skin and the ticklish vibrations
created an undercurrent of pleasure.

“Repeat after me,” he
whispered, “I am perfect.”

I squeezed my eyes closed. I
didn’t want to do this. I’d come to dread these times when he made
me lie here, nude and fully exposed, saying these words. I’d also
come to know he wouldn’t let me out of this.

“I am perfect.”

William kissed my smooth
mound and looked up at me with hooded eyes. He’d remained fully
dressed and against my naked body, his clothes feel sinful. The
scrape of the fabric against my exposed flesh drew goose bumps.

“You are perfect,
deliciously perfect.”

I smiled. This was
different, more playful. “I am perfect.” My nose tingled as I
fought the tears working their way to the corners of my eyes. I
felt it, I felt as if I was saying the truth.

His tongue pushed out of his
mouth and he made a show of dipping it down into my folds. I wanted
to scream. My core grew warm again, my stomach tightened like a
coil, and I looked at him. A wave of pleasure washed through me as
he winked and continued on, “You are perfectly beautiful.”

“I am perfectly
beautiful.”

He watched me so intently
that I trembled. The vibrations in my center increased again as he
dipped into my folds, licking and nibbling. My body began a
rhythmic movement as my stomach continued to tighten.

William looked up at me,
licked his lips and said, “You are perfectly kinky.” He lightly
stroked my thighs and waited for my reaction. He expected me to
fight this. I could see it in his expression.

I wanted so much to please
him. I smiled up at him even as I angled my hips forward in
invitation. “I am perfectly kinky.” My voice may have been weak but
I managed to get the words out.

The look of astonishment on
William’s face was my reward. He grinned widely and shook his head,
shocked by how easily I acquiesced. His fingers edged their way
towards my core and stroked up and down my folds.

“I am perfect.” I said it
again even though he hadn’t asked me to. I wanted to see his smile
again.

He increased the pressure of
his strokes. “Again.”

I didn’t know how many times
we did this but I knew I must’ve been getting it right because I
couldn’t take my eyes off William. With his eyes on my face and his
fingers at my core, he was everywhere. My body was at full
attention, near combustion. I was desperate to take William into my
body, to have his cock filling me.

“Please, be inside me.
Please, please, sir,” my voice broke with tears as I thrashed my
head back and forth on the pillow William so sweetly placed
underneath me.

“Yes. I’m going to take you
now.” William moved over me and nipped the lobe of my ear, his
breath tickling me and sending shivers sprinting along the entire
length of my body. His lips, his tongue followed a trail down the
slope of my neck.

“Thank you, sir.”

“Hard.” He nipped my neck
and then laved it with his tongue.

“Yes sir.” My voice was
barely a whisper. It was husky with my own desire as my center
turned warmer, wetter and more wanton than I cared to admit even to
myself.

“I need it to be hard, to be
rough. I need to claim you.” William bit my shoulder.

“Yes sir.” This time, my
words came out in a moan. Whether from his words or the nip to my
flesh I couldn’t determine, nor did I care.

I knew this was how he liked
his sex. I knew he’d always held back with me. Now I’d feel all of
William because I’d given William all of me. Now that I’d fully
submitted –fully embraced our lifestyle- I’d have all of him. A
thrill raced through me, chasing those earlier shivers away, and
speeding along with a heated lust that I could no longer hold
inside.

His cock rubbed right where
I needed it most, encased in my warm folds, as he laid his body
against mine, only using his arms to keep up the majority of his
weight. Still, I needed more, craved more. My pelvis pushed back
against him of its own accord.

“
The scent and taste
of your desire is only bested by the heat of your core, little
elf.” He watched me and continued his light thrusting against me
until I was almost out of breath and ready to beg.

“Are you ready, little elf?”
William asked as he shifted the angle of his body to change the
position of his cock. Now so close to entering me, I knew I could
simply lift up and take him but I forced myself to wait for him.
William always gave me what I needed. He’ll satisfy me as only he
could.

“Yes, sir. Please.”

“Ready to take it hard?”
William’s breath was labored now.

“Ready for however you want
me, sir.”

“Then feel me, feel my
strength inside you,” William’s words became suffocated by the
sudden invasion. His cock filled me so suddenly that I couldn’t
hold back a scream for mercy. He remained still as I became
accustomed to him and then I felt him pull out. “Focus only on the
feeling of my cock sliding into your tight channel.”

I took a deep breath, let it
out and did as he said. I focused all my attention on the feel of
his cock inside my body. I couldn’t think of anything aside from
the ridges of his cock scraping against my inner walls, the pull
and strain of my muscles as they gripped him. The sensations were
intense, just on the pleasure side of pain as he stretched me to
fit his wide girth.