The Dom with the Dragon Tattoo [Masters of Submission 5] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic) (17 page)

Gripping the rail for support, she did as he asked and rested her foot on his shoulder. This had the effect of opening her feminine folds up for him. “Is there anything more beautiful in the world than a woman’s pussy?” He stared at her most intimate parts for what seemed an eternity before gliding the razor along the edge of her labia majora.

She loved Tyler and trusted him implicitly. “I can see you’ve done this before.”

He smiled.

With anyone else she’d be more than a little concerned, because razors and soft feminine folds didn’t generally mix. However, Tyler was different, and it felt downright sexy as he deftly shielded her labia minora from harm before guiding the lethal-looking blade with pinpoint precision.

Surprisingly, she felt herself relax even more as the razor glided painlessly over her clitoral hood. “I love you, Tyler Stone.”

“I love you, too, honey.” He briefly stopped what he was doing and looked up at her. “Other leg.”

Rebecca took her foot from his shoulder and replaced it with the other, allowing Tyler to expertly repeat the procedure. After a few minutes he placed the razor in the soap dish. “All done.” He carefully studied his work. “Now
that
is fucking sexy.”

Without warning, Tyler took hold of her wrists and pinned them behind her back before holding them in place with a single strong hand. From the amount of pressure being exerted, she knew it was his way of taking control.

“See that your pussy is kept silky smooth at all times. Otherwise, I will discipline your sexy little butt far more severely in the future.”

“Yes.” The way he looked at her when he was in this type of mood always excited her, yet it frightened her, too, but in a good way.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Better.”

With his other hand, he peeled back her clitoral hood then ravenously licked her sexual nub with an enthusiasm that showed just how much he loved her. Twenty-one days apart from the most beautiful man in the world had sensitized her clit to such an extent that she knew her climax was imminent.

When she looked, she saw his head moving rhythmically between her legs as the water cascaded down her body, flowing over her fast-heaving breasts and stomach. She watched, mesmerized, as it ran over her pubic mound before being magically lapped away by Tyler’s tongue.

The first giveaway sign was the deep longing ache in her womb that had become almost unbearable, followed by her legs starting to buckle. When he ran his tongue around the circumference of her throbbing pearl, the exquisite sensation became magnified by ten, and when he drew her clit into his mouth, those same incredible feelings became ten times stronger still. Her mouth fell open and the pace of her breathing left her in no doubt that she was teetering on the edge of the most wonderful climax.

“Ty, Sir.” He released her left hand, and she immediately twisted her fingers into his beautiful hair and pulled it as though her life depended on it, wanting the erotic sexual pain to abate, yet desperate for it to continue. The harder she pulled his hair, the more resolute he became, steadfastly sticking to the job of pleasuring the woman he loved.
Me
.

“Please, Sir, I…”

If only her other hand were free, but Tyler still held it firmly behind her back, totally dominating the play.

Her words came out breathier still. “I’m…I’m…dear God above…I’m…”

He finally relented and allowed her other hand its freedom, and she took the opportunity to twist it into his beautiful glossy locks, too.

Tyler was the man in control and knew exactly what he was doing. He’d released her because it pleased him to do so. His hand snaked around to her butt, and he briefly soothed his palm over the still-tender flesh before finding her puckered hole. She clenched naturally, but to demonstrate his dominance over her, he dismissively brushed her futile resistance away and pushed what felt like two fingers deep inside her ass.

How well he knew her. He was fully aware that this final act of invasion would send her libido into meltdown, making her legs weaken and finally give way completely. Tyler’s animal strength, combined with his probing fingers deep inside her anus, kept her upright as she orgasmed with a beautiful energy. She climaxed so hard and wantonly that their unhappy time apart from each other disappeared into the ether, as though it had never happened. Tyler loved her. Tyler loved her. Tyler loved her.

“I love you so much, Ty.” Her words were honestly spoken, making her climax deepen to such an extent that she felt compelled to express her absolute and unconditional love again. “Goddamn you, Tyler Stone. Do you know just how much I love you?”

When the ecstasy finally abated, Tyler took his head from her pussy and stared up into her eyes. He then slowly peeled her clawed hands from his hair. She knew from the pained expression on his beautiful face that she’d proved pretty strong herself.

Tyler rose from his kneeling position and hugged her tight. Although extremely loud, the sound of the water crashing against their entwined bodies was drowned out by the sound of their combined breathing.

“I love you, too, Becca. Never forget that.” Tyler spun her around, almost spooning her with his body. He slid a hand between them, his fingertips beating out a sexy rhythm as they glided inexorably upward until reaching her hair, which he pulled to one side before leaning in and kissing her neck. “Let’s see how obedient my wayward sub can be.” With a little menace mixed with mischief, he added, “Lean forward and place your palms on the shower tiles.”

Rebecca did, as he demanded, her sexual libido blipping higher with each breath she took. Positioned directly under the fast-flowing water, she adored the way the powerful jets beat down on her head and shoulders, like a thousand insistent pinpricks.

He took hold of her chin and angled her face toward him. Tyler looked so fucking beautiful with the water running down his rugged features before dripping from his stubbled jaw. When he kissed her lips hard and passionately, his amber eyes burned brightly as they assessed her emotions. “Don’t move.” Those two simple words were delivered in such a way that she knew better than to disobey.

He disappeared from view, but she guessed he stood right behind her. Rebecca trembled with anticipation as his powerful fingers cinched her waist. “Now I have you exactly where I want you.” He released his grip and then ran his hands over her quivering stomach. “Ah, do I detect a little fear, my sub?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Fear is good. It keeps you in line.” He slowly and deliberately smoothed his palms up her body, only stopping when he reached the underside of her breasts. Leaning over her, he whispered in her ear, “You have perfect tits.” She felt him lift them slightly, assessing their weight, cupping and shaping them with his hands, before pulling her nipples hard, stretching and tweaking them, drawing them out to a painful length they were never designed to reach.

All the time his cock pressed insistently between her butt cheeks. She felt it twitching against her puckered hole, as though demanding entrance.

He pulled harder on her nipples, making her cry out with a mixture of pleasure and pain. “Three fucking weeks. I’ve been three fucking weeks without you. Have you any idea how tough that’s been for a guy like me? I haven’t even touched my prick, because I’ve been saving it all for you. Did you really think I’d allow you to disappear from my life like that? If you did, then you underestimated me. A mistake, I assure you, you will never make again.” His words, barely audible above the pounding water, had an ominous ring to them and scared her a little. She knew without doubt that was the desired effect. “I’m a powerful man. I have friends in high places. I have contacts. I have money. Did you really think I’d let you go without a fight?”

When Tyler bit her shoulder, it hurt like hell, and she figured he’d drawn a little blood. He tugged her nipples harder still. “Please, Sir, you’re hurting me.” When she looked down, she saw they were stretched to almost comical proportions.

“I repeat my question. Did you really think I’d let you go without a fight?”

The pain was so intense, her nips felt as though they were on fire and had turned a deep shade of purple. Feeling emotional again, she said, “I love you so much. I hoped you’d come after me, but I feared you wouldn’t because I couldn’t give you what you wanted.”

“But I did come.”

The pain became unbearable and she screamed out, “Yes, and because you did, this is the best day of my whole fucking life.” Before this moment, her perfect day was that late afternoon when Tyler had rowed them to the center of his private lake. On that idyllic evening, some three weeks ago, everything had been just so right. The picturesque location, the quaint, old-fashioned rowing boat, and the most beautiful man in the world telling her he loved her and wanted to marry her. She thought that blissful day could never be topped, but she was wrong, because being naked in the shower with Tyler right here, right now, had surpassed it. Why? Because Tyler knew
everything
. She hid no dark secrets from her Master anymore, and that was a wonderful, wonderful feeling.

His cock pushed harder against her butt hole, and she knew he was going to claim her ass for the first time. “For twenty-one days, I thought of nothing except how I was going to discipline you when I finally tracked you down.” He swirled his tongue deep inside her ear before whispering, “Fantasy is about to become reality, sub.”

“Oh, yes.” And she was more than willing for that to happen. Tyler wanted her back, he still wanted to marry her. This really was her perfect day.

“I’m gonna take your ass, lady. It belongs to me. You won’t step out of line again once I’ve finished with you.”

She loved Tyler even more when he acted like this, and she willingly played to his ego. “No, Sir, I’ve done wrong, but I promise I’ll never do it again. Please take mercy on your wretched submissive.”

She felt his hot breath as he smoothed the hair from her neck and then nuzzled the sensitive flesh of her earlobe. She wanted him. She wanted her man’s cock deep inside her ass.

Her legs physically shook as he reached around and started to tease her clit with slow, circular movements. The feeling was awesome and so intense, she instinctively edged away from the exquisite sensation, only to back herself up against his huge cock, which nestled aggressively between her butt cheeks.

“Lovely and smooth. I insist you keep it this way.” His cock twitched impatiently as he spoke.

“Yes. Always.”

“Otherwise there will be consequences.”

“Yes, Master.”

“The time is now.”

Wrapping his other arm around her waist, he roughly pulled her onto his cock. The mixture of water and shower gel made the perfect lubricant, and for her first time, his huge dick slipped in far less painfully than she’d imagined.

Buried deep within her, he hissed. “Fuck, you feel good, woman.” His sexy baritone voice vibrated against her ear. “You will never, ever leave me again. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes,” she answered breathlessly as he drew her closer still, thrusting deep inside her with barely believable energy and enthusiasm. All the time his fingers teased her clitoris with bold, circular movements. Each thrust of his powerful thighs impacted against her still-sore ass, causing it to smart all over again. This intoxicating pleasure-pain mix only added to her arousal.

Still following his earlier instruction, Rebecca braced her palms against the cool tiles, as the water continued to cascade over their naked bodies. Her clit throbbed exquisitely, and her butt burned with an indescribable pleasure, both inside and out. She’d never experienced anal sex before, and it certainly felt different from the usual, but she loved Tyler with a passion, a passion that meant however he fucked his sub was just fine with her. He’d sought her out, which proved he loved her. That was the truth, and she’d never forget it. If he hadn’t cared about her, he would have simply carried on with his life as though she’d never existed. That wasn’t Tyler Stone’s way. He’d come to claim his woman.

Tyler was a well-endowed man, and his huge prick stretched her virgin ass wide. Dear God, it felt good though. The more he finger-fucked her clit, the wetter it got and the closer she came to falling apart at the seams. “Ty, God, Ty…that’s…” He laid his weight across her back as he continued pumping inside her ass. Their heavy breathing and soaking-wet bodies merged to become as one. “Oh…oh…oh…” Almost delirious with pleasure, her head shook violently from side to side.

He growled in her ear. “You’re mine, Becca, all mine.” He thrust inside her harder still. “Say it.”

“Dear God, oh, yes. I’m yours. I’m always yours. I’ll always be yours.” And she meant every word of it.

“Again.”

“I’m yours, I’m yours, I’m yours, I’m yours.” Her orgasm crashed through, making her shout louder each time a wave of pure sexual pleasure overwhelmed her. “I’m yours, I’m yours.”

She knew her pleasure gave him pleasure, too, and she felt him thrust inside her again, even deeper and faster this time, as three weeks of sheer frustration finally exploded from his body, shuddering against her, letting her know just how much he loved her.

Four years later