Erotic Weekend (3 page)

With Andi on her knees before him, Derrick
had a hard time not showing his satisfaction in her submissiveness. How many
times had he fantasized about this moment? Countless, he was certain.

Every time Andi took a morsel of food from
his hand, her soft mouth would suck lightly at his fingers and he had to fight
to keep back his own groans. She looked so beautiful with her breasts on
display, staring up at him with those gorgeous, deep brown eyes.

As far as Derrick was concerned, the meal
lasted far too long. But he was pleased to see Andi squirming at his feet, and
he had to remind her that she didn’t have his permission to climax.

When he had fed each of them the last bite
of dinner, he said, “Time for dessert, which I fully intend to enjoy.” He
pushed his plate away and reached for the slice of Key lime pie. He reached
down to twist a finger in her hair and tugged at it. “You will, as well.”

Andi gasped as he yanked her hair a little
harder, drawing her closer to him, allowing her to feel the pain and the
pleasure of his control over her. He widened his thighs and brought her so that
her face was close to his crotch, where his cock strained to get through his
pants.

When he had her where he wanted her,
Derrick released her hair and unfastened his leather pants, zipping them all
the way down. The pants had a zipper that went below his balls, allowing him
complete and total freedom.

His cock and balls sprang out of the
opening. Andi’s eyes widened and her tongue darted along her lower lip. He
stroked his erection in front of her mouth, the head of his shaft almost
touching her lips.

Derrick picked up the dessert plate and
held it close to her. “Take the pie filling and spread it on my cock with your
fingers.”

Andi’s face flushed a pretty shade of pink
as she dipped two fingers into the dessert and scooped out some of the filling.
He released his erection and watched as she spread the filling up and down his
length. Damn, her hand felt good on him and he couldn’t wait to have her hot
mouth sliding over his cock.

“Until it’s covered,” he said when she
finished spreading what was on her fingers.

Andi scooped more pie filling out and
concentrated on coating his shaft until no bare skin remained. His voice nearly
came out in a growl as he said, “Lick it off.”

Her tongue darted out as she flicked it
over the head of his cock, and he almost shuddered at the pleasure of it. It
was all he could do to not allow his eyes to roll back in his head. She
continued, slowly swiping her tongue up and down his length, licking and
sucking every bit of the Key lime pie filling. He was certain she was teasing
him, taunting him, perhaps to get even for the dildos. She even went down to
his balls and licked the sacs that were as hard as walnuts from wanting her so
badly.

When she finished cleaning the dessert from
his erection, he said, “Suck my cock.”

Without hesitation, Andi went down on him.
He clenched his fist in her silken black hair and guided her as she sucked him
off. She made little humming noises that about drove him out of his mind.
“That’s it, baby,” he said as she moved up and down, working his shaft with her
hand while her tongue flicked along his length. “Don’t stop for a second.”

Damn. He wasn’t going to be able to last.
“I’m going to come in your sweet little mouth, and you’re going to swallow
every drop.” Her eyes met his, and she gave him a questioning look as she
continued to suck.

“Come on, baby.” He massaged the back of
her head. “You can do it.”

Andi sucked harder at him. “That’s it. Just
like that.” He fought to keep his eyes open so he could watch his cock sliding
in and out of her mouth. He began pumping his hips in rhythm with her motions.

His climax built up within him, a raging
inferno that took him like a firestorm. He bit the inside of his cheek to keep
from crying out as his cock jerked and his seed shot into Andi’s mouth. She
didn’t pause. Instead she sucked harder as she swallowed every drop of his
come.

When he could take it no longer, he fisted
his hand in her hair and pulled her away from him. His moist cock slid out of
her mouth and he gritted his teeth to retain control.

Shit. He’d never had such a mind-bending
blowjob in all his life. He could swear he’d seen stars behind his eyes.

Andi licked her lips, swallowing the last
of Derrick’s come. She’d never swallowed before and she was surprised to find
she enjoyed it. It had been the connection between her and Derrick that made
the experience even more intimate. He had tasted salty-sweet, mixed with the
flavor of the delicious Key lime pie. She had enjoyed licking off every last
bit of it.

She also loved the look in Derrick’s eyes
right now. Dark, and burning with passion. Her pussy throbbed and she wanted
his cock there instead of the dildo. She wanted him to fuck her in the ass,
too, instead of the butt plug that filled her up.

He stood and tucked himself back into his
leather pants. After he zipped up, he held his hand out to her and helped her
rise to her feet. Her bare nipples brushed his T-shirt and she felt the heat of
him emanating throughout her body.

“Very good, Andi.” He took her hand and led
her to the double doors across the room. “You have a talented mouth.”

“Thank you, Master,” she murmured.

The dildo and butt plug stimulated her with
every movement she made and she desperately hoped he was going to remove them
and then fuck her out of her mind.

Her stomach fluttered as he opened the
doors, revealing a huge four-poster bed, along with beautiful furnishings. The
tingling in her belly grew even more intense as she thought about Derrick
fucking her in that bed.

The plush burgundy carpet sank beneath her
heels and a light breeze stirred by an overhead fan brushed across her skin.

When they reached the center if the room,
Derrick stopped and released her hand. “Kneel.”

Andi obeyed, but when he said, “Rest your
face and forearms against the carpet and keep your ass in the air,” she nearly
balked.

His gaze narrowed and she quickly assumed
the position. The plugs in her pussy and in her ass seemed to sink in even
further and she bit the inside of her lip to hold back a moan. She could just
imagine how she looked from behind, that little black skirt not hiding a damn
thing.

She heard Derrick rustling behind her and
then the next think she knew he was kneeling beside her, trailing a black silk
scarf over her cheek.

“I’m going to blindfold you now, baby.” His
tone was low and sexy. She liked the way he called her “baby.” It was such a
sensual endearment coming from his lips.

Derrick slipped the blindfold over her eyes
and tied it securely behind her head. She heard rustling again as he moved away
from her, and all her senses heightened. She heard the sound of her own
breathing, Derrick’s soft footfalls on the carpet, and the gentle whoosh of air
from the overhead fan. She caught the freshly shampooed carpet smell and the
scent of her pussy juices flowing from between her thighs.

And when she heard Derrick moving back
toward her, all her senses came on full alert. A tingling sensation skittered
along her spine and she shivered.

Derrick’s strong hands gripped each of her
ass cheeks and she startled. He gently kneaded the flesh as he spoke in a soft,
reassuring voice, but what he said didn’t reassure her at all.

“Baby, you know I have to punish you now.”
He continued massaging her buttocks as he spoke, but her
this-is-scaring-the-shit-out-of-me
ratio doubled.

“With the dildos you’ve been punished for
referring to me as ‘bastard’ earlier, instead of Master.” She thought she heard
amusement in his voice, but she was probably imagining it. “Now you’ll be
punished for moving when I instructed you to remain still. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

“Andi…” he said in a warning tone.

“Master. Yes, Master.”

He continued stroking her, and speaking to
her in the patient
I-am-god
tone. “I’ll be forced to punish you the next
time you forget to refer to me as Master.”

Andi dug her fingers into the carpet to
keep control of herself. This was turning out to be harder than she’d imagined.
“Yes, Master.”

“Very good.” He moved his hands away from
her and she felt something gentle sliding over her skin. Different than the
scarf. This felt like soft strips of leather that tickled her skin and made her
shiver.

“Do you know what this is?” Derrick trailed
it over her ass and down between her thighs, causing more moisture to gush
around the dildo in her pussy.

She thought about it a moment, and then a
bubble of fear rose up within her. “A—a flogger?”

“That’s right.” He continued to slide the
flogger over her skin, up to her neck, along her spine, and down again to her
ass cheeks. “You’ve been a very bad girl, Andi Kelly, and you must be
punished.”

Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit.
What had she gotten herself into?

Her body was unbelievably tense as he
continued to stroke her, drawing out the moment when he would extract her
punishment. “I should punish you for teasing me all this time in the boardroom.
For making me want you and never giving me a moment alone with you. Why is
that?”

Andi swallowed and then her words came out
in a rush. “I was afraid. Afraid you would see how much I wanted you…Master.”

Derrick trailed the strips of leather down
between her thighs again. “I see.”

What did that mean?

But in the next moment all thought fled her
mind as the flogger met her flesh in a hard swat. Andi cried out, but barely
had time to register the first when the second swat fell. It stung. It hurt
like hell.

But then the pain began to take on a
pleasurable feeling. It started to blend with the sensations she was feeling in
her ass and in her pussy. Every swat heightened her arousal and she started to
squirm.

“Quiet, baby.” He swatted her harder and
she jerked forward. “I can’t stop until you are completely silent.”

Andi trembled and bit the inside of her
cheek so hard she almost cried out from the pain of it. The metallic taste of
blood filled her mouth, but she didn’t care—it only added to all the other
things she was feeling.

With the blindfold on, it intensified all
the sensations, making everything seem so much more extreme. Her thighs
trembled and her stomach clenched as she felt the beginning of a major orgasm
coming on.

“Don’t climax,” he said, as if reading her
mind. He swatted her again, even harder. “Hold back or you’ll earn a more
severe punishment.”

Shit. What could be more severe?

She didn’t want to know.

But he kept flogging her. Her ass stung and
her cheek burned from where she was biting it. She started to see stars behind
the black blindfold as wave after wave of pleasure soared through her, bringing
her closer and closer to that brink she wasn’t supposed to cross.

And then he swatted her hard enough to send
her over the edge. Andi screamed. Her body jerked and she rolled onto her side.
She was barely conscious of anything around her. It seemed like her entire
world had exploded. Stars burst in her head. Her pussy throbbed around the
dildo, and her anus kept contracting around the plug. Her entire body was one
big massive orgasm, and she thought it would never end.

As she began to come down from the high,
she heard Derrick sigh before he said, “Baby, you have just earned yourself one
hell of a punishment.”

At that moment, Andi couldn’t care less
what kind of punishment Derrick had in mind for her. She’d just had the most
amazing orgasm of her life. She had no other way to describe it. Just fucking
amazing
.

She was on her side, panting, aftershocks
still clenching and unclenching around the dildos in her pussy and her ass. Her
butt stung like crazy and her blindfold had scooted up so that she could now
see out of one eye. Her leather outfit stuck to her skin from all the sweat and
she felt a trickle of perspiration roll by one eye. She was so limp, so
completely sated, that a truck could have rumbled through the room and she
wouldn’t have been able to move.

But then something—er, someone—more
frightening than a Mack truck bent down in front of her with a
you-are-so-in-for-it-now
look upon his strong features. “Get up, Andi,” he said in a calm tone, and he
pulled the blindfold the rest of the way off so she could see him clearly.
Damn, he looked
mad
.

She forced herself to a sitting position,
which was no easy feat at all. Her limbs trembled and she just wanted to lie
back in a puddle on the incredibly soft and deep carpet.

With some effort she managed to get to her
feet and almost stumbled in her heels.

“Come,” Derrick said as he turned and
strode away from her.

Andi grinned behind his back.
I just
did.

She quickly smothered the grin and hurried
to follow him. She just about moaned again as the dildo and plug moved within
her still quivering body. Her ass wouldn’t stop stinging, which didn’t help the
urge to have countless more orgasms.

He strode toward another set of doors and
pushed them open to the poshest bathroom Andi had ever seen. Her own room at
the exclusive resort was nice, but could have fit in that bathroom. Acres of
beautiful Italian tile, more mahogany cabinets and marble countertops, and
vases of fresh flowers. An enormous whirlpool tub occupied one corner of the
bathroom and looked as though it could seat at least four couples. Around it
plants spilled down ledges built into the wall so that it looked as if the spa
was in a tropical forest.

Derrick walked around a marble wall that
flowed from cabinets to spa and Andi saw it was a large shower with three
showerheads. There were also large unusual-looking hooks built into the shower,
away from the showerheads, and Andi wondered what they were for.

When she reached him, Derrick held out the
scarf that he had used for a blindfold. “Put out your wrists.”

“Yes, Master,” she murmured as contritely
as possible.

Derrick quickly tied her wrists and then
forced her back against the wall, beneath one of the hooks. He raised her arms
and caught the scarf on the hook so that she was practically dangling from it.
Her breasts thrust up and obviously caught Derrick’s attention at once. He
pinched and tugged at both her nipples, and rolled them between his thumb and
forefinger, hard enough to cause her to gasp.

“My naughty, naughty girl,” he murmured,
his blue eyes fixed on her. “What should I do with you?”

“Is that a rhetorical question, um,
Master?” She bit her lip, hoping he wouldn’t catch her slip at speaking without
permission.

“Cheeky.” He reached for the ties of her
corset and began to unlace them. “This isn’t the boardroom, baby. There are no
negotiations here. You do as I say, you serve me and see to my pleasure. That’s
your goal. Do you understand?”

Andi nodded. “Yes, Master.”

Derrick focused on unfastening her corset
and tossed it aside, leaving her naked from the waist up. But then he unzipped
her skirt, letting it drop around her ankles until she was clad only in the
leather dildo harness and her stilettos, the leather collar still around her
neck.

“You look delicious just like that.” He ran
his finger from between her breasts down to the harness around her waist. “But
we don’t want to ruin the leather or your shoes, so we’ll just have to lose
them.”

He removed the collar, and Andi felt
strangely naked without it—even though she was already naked.
Like that
makes sense.

His talented fingers roamed her body,
teasing and tantalizing her as he slowly unhooked the harness. Andi almost
cried out in relief. Yet she felt a sudden emptiness at the loss of stimulation
when the dildos were removed, too.

Next he bent down and took off her
stilettos, massaging each foot after removing the shoe. When he finished, she
was dangling from the hook, her toes barely touching the cool tile floor. Her
arms ached from being over her head. She felt suddenly small and vulnerable,
the way he was standing there, fully clothed, and watching her with a dark look
on his well-cut features.

Derrick folded his arms across his chest
and studied Andi’s delicious body. Her long black hair hung down her back in
waves and her slim body begged for his touch. He’d once heard her say she was
too skinny, but he thought she was out of her mind. She was perfect.

His gaze traveled over her small, firm
breasts, down to her narrow waist, and on to the triangle of dark hair between
her thighs. And damn, her legs—he’d always loved her long legs.

Yeah, he had her right where he’d always
wanted her.

Derrick stripped out of his T-shirt, kicked
off his boots, and shucked off his leather pants. All the while, Andi’s gaze
never wavered. Her eyes widened at the sight of his very erect cock, and it
jerked against his belly when her tongue flicked out, moistening her lips in a deliberate
and inviting way.

Yes, she was a very bad girl. And he was
going to enjoy every minute of her punishment.

He brushed by Andi as he stepped past her
into the shower and she gave a soft gasp as his arm roughened her nipples.

He ran the water until it was at a
comfortably warm temperature, then unhooked the showerhead and began spraying
Andi’s skin with it, avoiding her hair, before setting the showerhead aside
again.

Derrick grabbed a cloth and soaped it with
jasmine-scented gel. “You have such a beautiful body,” he said as he began
washing her. He started at her neck and she tipped her head back and gave a
soft moan.

Slowly he worked his way down her body,
carefully soaping every inch of her. Andi moaned again as he washed her breasts
and paid special attention to her nipples, making sure they were more than
sensitized.

“Is this my punishment, Master?” Andi
asked, her voice breathless as he reached the soft curls of her mound.

“Not even close.” He slipped one finger
into her folds and stroked her clit, and was pleased by her trembling response.

Andi knew Derrick was intentionally driving
her crazy. God, it felt so good having him wash her body with such great care.
She wished her hands were free so that she could touch him, and wash his
powerful body the same way he was washing hers. She loved the way his muscles
rippled across his back as he moved, the flex of his biceps, the concentration
on his masculine features. Part of her still couldn’t believe she was actually
here at the Club, Derrick’s slave for the weekend.

Boy, this ought to make for some
interesting board meetings once they went back to reality.

When he finished soaping her body, Derrick
set aside the rag and once again took the showerhead in hand. He rinsed away
the soap, rubbing his palms over her skin as he went. He stopped to palm her
breasts, and Andi squirmed from his sensual touch. But when he reached her
still-sensitized clit, he stroked it even harder than before, and she nearly
lost it.

“Spread your legs.” He pushed at the
insides of her thighs as he spoke.

“Yes, Master.” Andi did the best she could,
considering she was hanging from a hook and her toes barely touched the shower
floor.

Derrick pulled apart the lips of her pussy
with one hand and brought the showerhead between her thighs. Andi cried out at
the feel of the pulsating jets of water against her pussy. She could feel
another orgasm building, and she was willing to bet that it would be a powerful
one.

As she started to tremble, Derrick moved
the showerhead away from her pussy, and her body sagged at the sudden loss of
stimulation.

“Andi…” His voice was full of reproach as
he stood and forced her to turn so that her back was to him. Fortunately, the
way he had knotted the scarf and placed it on the hook managed to keep her wrists
from hurting. But her body was another story. She ached from hanging for so
long and she was beginning to feel lightheaded.

“I love your hair,” Derrick said after he
turned her so that her back was to him. He sifted his fingers through her hair
and Andi sighed at the luxurious feel of it. “Do you know how many times I’ve
imagined you naked, astride me, with your hair sliding across my skin?”

Wow. She’d had no idea. “Really? I mean no,
Master.”

“I have, baby.” He continued running his
fingers through her hair in a way that made her want to moan. “But that’s not
all I’ve imagined.”

He left her for one moment and in the next
she heard the shower spray and warm water rushed through her hair. When it was
wet, he began shampooing her hair, massaging her scalp as he did so.

“I’ve imagined you tied up in my bed while
I fucked you out of your mind.” His massage intensified at the same time Andi’s
pussy gushed with moisture from his words. “I’ve imagined you here, walking
naked beside me through the resort while other men admired your body, knowing
no one else would ever touch you but me…or anyone I choose to touch you.”

Andi stilled. “You wouldn’t make me do
that, would you?”

“You have earned yourself another
punishment, baby.” He began rinsing the soap from her hair. “You spoke out of
turn and you didn’t address me properly.”

Andi sagged against her bonds. “I’m sorry,
Master.”

“I can’t let you get away with it. You do
understand, don’t you?”

She sighed. “Yes, Master.”

“Good.” He turned her back around and
reached up to untie the scarf holding her to the hook.

When he released her, he massaged her
aching arms down to her wrists and smiled at her. “It’s your turn to wash me.”

With pleasure.
“Yes, Master.”

She used the showerhead on him, enjoying
how the water beaded and rolled off his tanned skin. When she finished, she
soaped him thoroughly, exploring every inch of his sexy body. She wanted to
fuck him so badly, to rake her nails down his back, and to sink her teeth into
his shoulder. She wanted it hard and fast and wild.

When she reached his very erect cock, she
was on her knees and she wanted to slide her mouth over him again, to taste
him. But when she looked up at him, he shook his head no.

Andi let out a little sigh and continued
washing his legs, then moved behind him to scrub his athletic thighs. After she
rinsed him off, she washed his hair. It wasn’t easy considering how much taller
he was, but she managed.

When they finished showering, Derrick
toweled them both off, then led her naked to a vanity in the bathroom where he
proceeded to comb out her hair. Her cheeks burned with desire as she studied
his nude reflection and the concentration on his darkly handsome features. It
was such an intimate moment, with him combing her hair, and she felt a flutter
in her heart.

Once her hair hung down her back, every
tangle combed from it, Derrick raked his fingers through his own hair, giving
it a sexy mussed look. When they were finished, he escorted her back into the
bedroom.

“Tomorrow you will be punished for
climaxing without my permission.” He led her to the bed. For one moment Andi
felt excitement at being able to cuddle up next to Derrick while they slept,
but then he knelt down and pulled a trundle bed out from under the much larger
bed.

Her heart fell and her gaze shot to
Derrick’s.

“I’m sorry, baby, but you’ve disobeyed me.
You’ll sleep here tonight, and tomorrow if you’ve earned it, you can sleep in
bed with me.”

Andi just stared at him. The bastard! But
when his eyes darkened, she swallowed her anger and said, “Yes, Master.”

She eased herself down onto the bed and
beneath the covers. He knelt beside her and brushed a kiss over her forehead.
“Don’t try to climax tonight.” He lightly stroked her shoulder through the
blanket. “I’ll know and you’ll earn another punishment.”

Andi nearly groaned as he moved away. There
went that idea.