Master of My Mind BN (26 page)

“I know. I know. No fun stuff until we’re married. Give me a
break, ma. We’re just
gonna
go to bed… to sleep.”

She studied her son as if weighing Tony’s sincerity. Her
scrutiny was fierce.

“Okay, but I trust you to keep your word, Anthony,” she
lectured.

“Oh for the love of…I’m a grown man now, ma,” Tony muttered
on an exasperated sigh.

“This is still our home, young man,” Alisa bristled and
popped up from the chair, placing her hands on her hips.

I wanted to laugh as the big bad Dom got called down by his
mommy. Instead, I kept my mouth shut and my eyes focused on the coffee table.
Sex might be off limits in her house, but Tony would find a way to spank my ass
if I gave him half a chance.

“Ma, I know the rules. They’ve been the same for the past
thirty-one years. Besides,
Leagh
and I haven’t even
had sex… yet. Okay?”

A look of surprise burst over Alisa’s face before her
expression softened. A proud smile spread across her lips. Reaching up, she
patted his cheek. “That’s because you’re a good boy, Anthony.”

I bit my lips to stifle a giggle. Over his mother’s
shoulder, Tony pinned me with a glower.

I opened my mouth. I just couldn’t help myself. “He’s a very
good boy, indeed,” I razzed with a cheesy grin.

Tony cocked his head as both brows arched in disbelief.
Strutting past Alisa, he rounded the coffee table and leaned in close. “Little
subs
who
play with fire
will
get burned.”

“Maybe, but I’m safe here,” I taunted in his ear as he
lifted me off the couch into his arms.

“Good-night, ma,” Tony called over his shoulder as he
snagged up the duffle and carried me up the stairs.

“Sweet dreams,” Alisa hollered after us.

Once at the top of the stairs, Tony laughed. “You think just
because we’re not supposed to make love that I’m not going to fuck with you
long and hard?” A wicked gleam flashed in his dark eyes.

I gasped, “
Wha
…but you can’t. You
just promised your mother…”

“Do you really think I follow my mother’s rules, angel?
Besides, I can think of a hundred different ways to fuck you with my throbbing
cock safely straining against my jeans.”

“You wouldn’t dare,” I whispered tersely as he turned the
handle and kicked open a door at the end of the hall.

The evil laugh that peeled from his throat sent a ripple of
nervous desire up my spine.

“
Wanna
bet, sweetheart?” Tony
chuckled as he gently sat me on the edge of a big, soft bed.

I shook my head, ‘no.’
Around
the
room, dozens of sports achievements hung on the walls. An enormous bookcase
crammed with trophies stood near a polished oak desk. Awards for football,
baseball, basketball, and soccer filled the room while a battered Lacrosse
stick stood tucked in one corner by the door.

“A bad assed Dom and a mega jock, too?”
I teased with a smirk.

“Yeah, well,” he replied with a sheepish grin. “I can’t talk
ma into letting me box this shit up. But don’t let your surroundings fool you,
I’m bad assed Dom in your eyes, angel.”

“She won’t let
you
box it away,
because she’s proud of you.” I smiled watching him shut the door and set the
duffle bag on the bed. “I’m proud of you, too.”

His head snapped up, and the look of surprise melded into a
soft contented smile. Tony sat down next to me and framed my face with his
broad hands.

“Why are you proud of me, angel?”

“Because you’re an amazing man.”
I
longed to tell him all the ways he’d touched my heart, but I struggled to find
the right words. “You didn’t have to take me under your wing and haul my
gimp-ass to doctor’s appointments or do all the thousands of things you’ve done
for me. But you did. And all I’ve done is infuriate you, well, most of the
time. It’s not that I mean to… it’s just that I don’t feel like I deserve you.”

He bit back a smile and studied me for a long moment.
“Continue, angel.”

I sucked in a deep breath. Averting my gaze, I plucked at a
piece of lint on my pants. “When I’m with you, I feel different.
Whole.
You stir something big inside me...not just sexually,
but… oh, god, I’m messing this up. There’s this huge need inside me to make you
happy.”

“So you
do
want to
submit to me?”

I issued a shy nod. Tony tipped his head and brushed his
lips over mine. Raising one hand to his cheek, the dark stubble tickled my
fingers, and I kissed him back with tender reverence. He moved his hands and
wrapped me in his steely arms drawing me tight against his warm body. Urgent
and hungry, he tangled his tongue with mine nibbling and nipping it with his
teeth.

Tony pushed me high and hard and sent my senses reeling.
With frantic fingers, he freed the buttons and peeled away the fabric as his
smooth hands skimmed over my shoulders.

Reluctantly pulling back, Tony lifted me from the bed and
onto his lap. Straddling him, I clearly saw the level of desire blazing in his
dark eyes.

“Your kiss feels different,
Leagh
.
I’m not sure what that means, but I like it. Kiss me again, sweetheart. I want
to feel it once more.”

“It means…Oh, Tony,” I whispered. Unable to say the three
little words aloud, I poured every ounce of love brimming inside me into that
one glorious kiss. Unleashing my passion for him—to him—I held nothing back.

Melting back to the mattress, Tony took me with him. Tearing
at each other’s clothing, our hands caressed heated flesh until the only
barrier between us was my saturated thong and Tony’s tented briefs.

Rising from the bed, he stood and pulled me to the edge once
again. Sitting, I gazed at his perfect body and tried to calm my ragged
breaths. Drawn to his straining erection, I licked my lips, anxious and wired
for a taste of his thick hard flesh.

“Tell me what you want,
Leagh
.”
His tone was raspy with need.

I didn’t hesitate to respond. “I want to taste you.”

“Good girl,” he groaned peeling off the briefs. His cock
jutted forth, wide and inviting. A pearl of clear
precum
lay poised on the broad crest. My mouth watered. “I’ve dreamed about this.
About sliding past your pouty lips and sinking deep into that sassy, hot mouth
of yours.”

Fisting his cock as he spoke Tony stepped closer. The bead
grew larger then slid down glistening over his fingers. My lips parted.
Anticipation spiked.

“Feel me, angel,” he commanded on a hoarse tone.

Reaching up, I wrapped my hand around him. Heat enveloped my
palm, and his ragged heartbeat drummed against my fingers. I moved my fist
upward in a soft stroke as Tony seized my hair and inched me toward his angry
cock. Parting my lips, his command washed through me and the submissive within
roared to life.

Focused on bringing him as much pleasure as he’d allow, I
slid my tongue over his hot flesh taking time to learn every ridge and vein.
When I swiped over the weeping crest and his masculine flavor exploded over my
tongue, Tony exhaled a shaky sigh and I swallowed him down with a sultry moan.

Opening wider, I engulfed him until his course hair tickled
my nose. I slowly traced my tongue over his pulsating veins before swallowing
him whole once more. Back and forth, I bathed his cock while my hand and cupped
his heavy balls. Tony moaned when I lightly raked my fingernails over the orbs.
Smiling inwardly, I tucked that knowledge away.

He allowed me to immerse him in splendor, and the burn of
submission grew into a blistering fire. The flames licked higher, and so did my
craving to serve him. By accepting this tiny taste; I found my freedom.

“Just like that...slow and deep.
Yesss
.
Christ, you feel so fucking good. So much better than I ever imagined,” Tony
murmured. “I’ve waited a lifetime to shower your throat and brand you with my
come.”

Gripping my hair to the point of pain, he took command of
the rhythm. Starting off slow and smooth, he soon picked up the pace thrusting
fast and hard. Sexual tension pulsed in the air, electrified and hot.
 

“That’s it, baby. You feel so hot and soft… so damn silky. I
could stay here forever with your luscious lips wrapped so tight and your slick
tongue teasing my dick.”

His words sent a flutter of pride to mix with the blistering
fire churning beneath my clit. Lashing my tongue against the sensitive
underside with each urgent stab, I felt Tony’s orbs draw up tight and hard.
Forcing my head back, he drove in further until he prodded the back of my
throat. Lust flared in his eyes, and he clenched his teeth with a visceral
grimace. His steely cock swelled on my tongue. Frantic for his creamy treasure,
I whimpered as a low growl vibrated deep in his chest.

“Mine!” Tony commanded in a low, gravely roar.

Thick ropes of hot, salty come exploded over my tongue, and
down my throat. The need to please him rode me hard. Gulping down his seed,
Tony’s whole body trembled as he continued to thrust and fill my mouth, and I
swallowed each burst, spilling over my tongue, while I mewled like a newborn
kitten.

Tony gasped filling his lungs as I swirled my tongue over
his rigid shaft. I sucked and licked every drop clean. He trailed his knuckles
down my cheek as he gazed down at me. Like a river, his affection and approval
flowed over me, and my heart nearly burst with joy.

He took a step back and knelt down in front of me, unshed
tears glistened in his eyes. “I’ve waited,” he paused and cleared the emotion
from his throat. “I’ve waited so goddamn long for you… dreamed of what it would
be like. But you’re ten times more amazing than anything I ever fantasized
about.”

Slammed by the intensity of his declaration, I felt my chin
quiver as I blinked back my own tears, “I love you, Tony.”

His eyes grew wide in stunned surprise. Slowly, his whole
face lit up like a child on Christmas morning.

“Oh,
Leagh
, I love you, too.”

He wrapped me in his arms and claimed my lips in an
intoxicating kiss as he dragged me beneath him to the middle of the bed.
Pulling back, he positioned himself above me with his neck muscles taut, his
breath ragged, and looking so commanding and gorgeous I wanted to weep.

Dropping kisses over my jaw, he worked his way to my ear.
Capturing the lobe between his teeth, he nipped it and issued a hungry growl.
His hot breath sent goose bumps prickling over my skin. Trailing more kisses
down my neck, he skimmed his teeth over my pulse point. And as I squirmed, he
dipped lower still,
laving
his tongue over each tightly
drawn nipple, and driving me out of my mind.

My wanting pussy clutched and cramped; my clit throbbed in
time with my thundering heart. Enthralled with my breasts, he stayed there a
long time, savoring the sensitive peaks as he amped me up with his fingers,
lips, teeth, and tongue. My body blazed, he seemed in no rush to put out my
fire, even when I whimpered and begged for his mouth to settle on the place I
needed it most. He simply chuckled against my
pillowy
flesh and kept right on tormenting and teasing.
 

Like a steel pipe, his hot cock lay wedged between our
bellies. Rolling my hips in demand, if he didn’t slide inside me soon I was
sure to combust.

Reaching up, Tony placed his hand over my mouth. I blinked
down at him, afraid I’d been too loud. With a mischievous wink, he stared at me
as he sank his teeth into my areola and bit down hard. My screams vibrated
against his hand as he tugged the tender tissue with an animalistic growl.

Sliding his tongue over the pulsating fire, Tony absorbed
the pain as it radiated outward. And after the sting subsided, he raised his
head and flashed me in impish grin.

“Keep nice and quiet, angel. We don’t want ma coming in to
ruin our fun, do we? After all, I’ve just started to warm you up. It’d be a
shame to have to stop now.” The devilish glint in his eyes left no doubt; Tony
had tons of torture in store for me. And damn if it didn’t turn me on.

“Once again for me, sweetheart.”

With his hand still cupped over my mouth, he bit down on my
other nipple. I clenched my teeth and bit back my cry. Before the pain wrapped
me in its icy fire, Tony laved his tongue over my tortured nub sending me
soaring once again.

Feathering his fingers from my mouth, he plucked and licked,
sucked and nipped on both nipples. The pebbled peaks burned with an exquisite
fire that drifted along an invisible filament, charged with electricity and
hard wired to my clit.

Dragging his tongue down my stomach, Tony inched closer to
my sweltering pussy.

“Yes, please,” I croaked, arching my hips eagerly.

“Patience, sweetheart,” Tony soothed.

“I don’t have any at the moment. Please, Tony!”

“You don’t have any at
any
moment, sweetheart,” he chuckled and landed a quick slap upon my clit with his
fingers. I jolted and sucked in a gasp of surprise. “This isn’t for you. It’s
for me. Remember that, angel. I’m not done warming you up… not by a long shot.”

“But I
am
warmed up.
I’m so damn hot I’m going to explode soon,” I mewled. “Please, Tony. I’m
dying.”

Supporting his upper body on solid arms, a slow smile curled
on his lips.

“All this time you thought a sadist only relished in the
pain. Agony can be found in numerous ways, sweetheart. I’m just the man to show
you.”

“Oh god,” I gasped.

Tony answered with a wolfish grin. Sliding lower, he
positioned himself between my legs. Hooking a finger under my thong, he tore
the delicate silk from my body. His gaze dropped to my pussy. Nostrils flaring,
he licked his lips. Placing his warm, strong hands on my thighs, he bent my
knees and splayed me open. Exposed and vulnerable, Tony took absolute command,
and oddly, I wasn’t the least bit afraid. In fact, being like this with him
seemed the most natural feeling in the world.

I was safe.

I was treasured.

But most of all, I was loved.

Bending low, his hot breath flowed over my thighs. Pausing
at the entrance of my aching pussy, Tony closed his eyes and drew in several
deep breaths before he raised his heavy lids.

“The smell of your cunt makes my mouth water, angel.
Such a heavenly aroma.
You’re hot and heady, sweet and
spicy. I can’t wait to taste you.” His erotic words painted lurid images, and I
could almost feel his mouth on my entrance. “Who do you belong to,
Leagh
?”

“You.
I belong to you.”

“Yes, you do, and do you trust I’ll give you what you need?”

“Yes. Yes. Please,” I whimpered anxiously.

“Even if it’s not what you want?” Tony arched a brow. A
ghost of a smile twitched the corner of his lip.

His question plowed through me like a freight train.
Suddenly, the dynamics of the lifestyle he’d tried to explain became crystal clear.
In giving Tony my power… my control, I would find the peace and fulfillment I’d
craved. Certainty that he’d never abuse the fragile pieces of my soul but
rather nurture and treasure the submission I gave to him. He’d put my needs
above his own in order to help me become the best submissive I could be.

Dominance and submission genuinely had nothing to do with
kinky sex, but everything to do with trust, faith, and letting go. Without an
ounce of reservation, I was ready for Tony to set me free.

“I’m yours, Sir. Take what
you
want.”

His dusky eyes grew even darker. The full force of his
dominance seemed to infuse his entire being as I watched his chest expand.
Kneeling between my thighs, Tony placed his thumbs on my labia and spread them
open. The cool air wafted over my aching clit, and my tunnel clutched as a
shiver surged through me. Dipping his head, Tony blew a gentle breath over my
fluttering center, causing a tiny squeal to sing from the back of my throat.

His shoulders shook in a silent laugh. “Keep quiet, angel.
I’m so close to tasting you, I wouldn’t be able to stop if I had to.”

“I will,” I whispered.

“That’s my girl,” he murmured.

Leaning forward, he flicked his tongue over my clit. My
whole body jerked, and my hips arched off the bed. Tony pressed a wide palm
over my abdomen, holding me in place,
then
swiped his
slick tongue up my folds. A deep rumble of delight rolled in his chest as I
gasped, and before I could draw in a ragged breath, he devoured me in a
ravenous frenzy.

Leaving me moaning and writhing, white shards of light
exploded behind my eyes. Thrusting his tongue deep, he burnished my clit with
his nose. The inferno churning in my womb fanned through my limbs like kindling
catching fire.

Over and again, he sailed me to the edge, only to pull me
back down. Teasing and toying with my release, the maddening frustration of
each wicked lick sharpened the sensations. He didn’t build my release simply
striving for an orgasm; Tony made love to my cunt…slow and thorough. Commanding
as a true Dom he persuaded me up and down… hard and fast… soft and sweet. The
symphony of his tongue possessed me. And when he summoned the surge without
pulling back, I panicked.

“Help… I can’t… stop,” I cried out in a desperate whisper.

“I don’t want you to stop. Come hard for me, baby,” Tony
insisted as he pinched my clit between his finger and thumb and surged his
tongue in deep.

My casted hand gripped the bedspread while my other clutched
the pillow beside me and pressed it over my face. My muffled screams echoed in
my ears as I gave over to the tingling current detonating within. My stomach
bunched. My body quaked. The walls of my pussy constricted around his tongue.
Rapid spasms tightened and released. Still, he persisted as my pulsating heat
squeezed him. Wrapping his lips around my clit, he sucked the
hypersensitized
pearl into his mouth, simultaneously
sinking two fingers in deep. Tony had no intention of letting me glide back
down.

Immersed in his command, he forced me up again—higher than
before. Burnishing his fingers on the sensitive bundle of nerves, Tony scraped
his teeth over my clit. Drowning in the pleasure he sought to give, I tossed
the pillow aside, gasping for air. Muscles taut, I arched my hips, grinding my
pussy on his mouth; I rode the wave as it crested higher and higher until I
splintered into a million quivering pieces.

Panting and sweating, Tony eased back. His dark eyes
shimmered with a brilliant sparkle of admiration and satisfaction. His mouth
and chin, coated in my juices, glistened.

“Again,” he whispered, leaning in and extending his tongue.

“No,” I hissed, weaving my fingers through his black hair. I
tried to tug him back from my fluttering cunt. “I can’t.”

“Yes, you can,” he rumbled. “For me, you can.”

“It’s too much,” I moaned.

“Is my sweet angel’s swollen clit too sensitive right now?”
he chided.

“
Yesssss
.
It burns.”

“It burns because that’s exactly what I want it to do,
sweetheart.”

As if to prove his point, he swiped his tongue over my cunt
again, rolling the tip atop my engorged nub.

“
Tonyyy
,” I whimpered, as bolts of
lightning coalesced into blissful and excruciating agony.

Climbing to his knees, he leaned over the bed and snagged
his jeans. Rifling through the pockets, he pulled out a condom.

“We can’t,” I gasped. “You promised your mom.”

“I think you’re finally figuring out that I’m not such a
good boy after all.” Tearing the foil packet open with his teeth, he quickly
rolled the latex into place.

Aligning his broad crest to my opening, he gripped my hips,
and in one painful yet blissful thrust, he buried himself deep inside me. I
gasped and sucked down a cry. Tony stilled, allowing me several moment to
adjust to his considerable size. Stretched… packed to the point of discomfort,
I worried that I might not be able to accommodate him.

Ever so slowly, he began to move dragging the broad crest
over my electrified nerve endings. Resting his weight on his elbows, Tony gazed
into my eyes before he began to rock back and forth in a slow agonizing rhythm.

“That’s it, baby. Relax and let me in...Let me all the way
in… clear down to your heart and soul.”

He was already so deep inside me, already owned everything
about me, there was nothing left to claim. The course hair on his chest scraped
over my tender nipples with a sinful tingle, and the blazing current of desire
quickened as he bent and captured my lips. Surging my hips upward, I met his
steady rhythm riding the passion rising inside us.

Needing more, I arched up to him even higher and draped my
free leg around his waist before digging my heel into the small of his back.
Tony lifted from my mouth, sucked in a quivering breath, and issued a low curse
before wedging a hand beneath the small of my back to drive in deeper still. As
if a chain had snapped, I felt his control unfurl. The beast he’d kept guarded
finally broke free.

Pounding into me with deep urgent strokes, the intensity of
his passion lined his chiseled features. Focused and in command, Tony chased
his pleasure, and mine. Soaring beneath his fervent rhythm, a stunning sense of
helplessness filled me. Nothing had ever felt so right as his energy flowed in
me… through me, surrounding me in a blissful and blistering completeness. I
embraced it freely, giving him the last remaining remnants of my control.

Exquisite pressure built into a conflagration tossing me to
the four corners of the earth.

“Please, please,” a desperate whisper tore from my lips.

“Not. Yet,” Tony grunted; lust curling on his lips. “Look at
me,
Leagh
. I want to watch you come undone beneath
me.”

Fighting through the mist clouding my vision, I gazed into
his smoky carnal eyes, and as if a veil had been lifted, I could see straight
into his soul. This amazing, patient, and giving man had had stolen my heart,
and though it should have scared the hell out of me, I never wanted him to give
it back.

“Tell me, angel. Say it out loud.”

“I love you,” I panted. Precariously poised on the
precipice, the craggy ground beneath me crumbled.
“
Pleaseeee
.”

“And I love you. Now come for me, baby. Come hard,” Tony
commanded in a harsh whisper.

The churning whirlpool dragged me under pulling him right
along with me. And as we fragmented together, Tony buried his face against my
neck, sinking his teeth into my tender flesh. The pain heightened my orgasm,
sending a kaleidoscope of colors to burst behind my eyes. And as my tunnel
contracted upon his driving cock, my thin squeal of delight melded with Tony’s
growl of pleasure. I could feel the sizzling heat of his release jettison
within the condom. Time slowed… suspended as our quivering bodies shook, and
the echo of our panting breaths filled the room.

Tony cupped my ass with both hands and rolled to his side,
taking me with him. Sated and boneless, I melted against him. Resting my cheek
upon the hard muscles of his chest, I felt him stroke my sweat soaked hair.
Nuzzling his lips against my forehead our breathing slowly returned to normal.

“Wow,” I murmured.

“That was…”

“Beyond amazing,” I finished the sentence for him.

“And then some,” he agreed.

“I’ve never…hmmm,” I paused.

“You never what, sweetheart?”
Tony
coaxed.

“I’ve never felt anything that intense before.”