Renewed Faith (CSA Case Files 3 / Military Romance) (27 page)

Those words seemed to cause her racing heart to come to an abrupt stop. Trust was so fleeting and yet she knew that he would be the first person she would go to if needed. He probably didn’t believe that after today, but it was the truth. Which brought her right back to his question.

“I trust you more than anyone I know.” Elle hadn’t lied. She also didn’t add on an amount or percentage to that because she just didn’t know how much. Trust wasn’t something that existed in the lifestyle she’d previously led. “Is that good enough for now?”

“For now,” Kevin replied, his warning just under the surface. He gracefully brought her panties down her thighs and over her knees, eventually letting them drop to her ankles. “You have only one thing to worry about. Me.”

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Kevin’s plan to take things slow and ease them into this new relationship went up in smoke the moment she’d admitted her fear of him not being there for her. It was the most sincere thing Elle had said to him and he wasn’t about to let her doubt what they’d started. Seeing her disappointment when he told her to take a shower while he made a few calls solidified his need to alter his strategy. He’d needed the time to contact Jax to let him know there was a slight change in plans, as well as Max and Taggart regarding the case. He also used those spare minutes to stage a scene that she would never forget and imprint on her mind and body that she belonged to him. He pushed aside all doubt, knowing there was no room for that now.

When Elle stepped out of her panties, he brought the satiny fabric to his nose and inhaled her sweet fragrance. When he looked up and saw her pupils dilate in response, he knew it wouldn’t take her long to achieve her release. Wanting to prolong this for her as long as he could, knowing her orgasm would only be that much more intense, he slowly rose and stepped in front of her.

“I love the way you smell. Separate your legs.”

The tiny stuttered gasps that escaped Elle’s lips went straight to his cock and he clenched his jaw to prevent himself from throwing her down on this cold hard floor and sinking balls deep into her. He would make this first time between them everything she’d ever imagined. She fantasized about being bound to these pieces of furniture and he would do his best to live out every one of them. She eventually separated her legs and he noticed they were exactly shoulder width apart. Elle had definitely been paying attention to the submissives who frequented Masters.

Kevin held up one finger. Elle’s brown eyes widened as he gradually lowered his hand and swiped the digit through her folds, truly experiencing how wet she was. Drenched would be the better adjective. Those little mews that he loved so much started deep in her chest and only stopped when she saw that he licked his finger clean.

“You taste heavenly.” Kevin stepped away from her and he waved his hand to the spanking bench. “Situate yourself, and when you do make sure your pussy is as far on the end as possible. I want total access.”

Kevin could tell by Elle’s hesitation and then her unsteady walk to the large black device that she was still climbing higher with desire. It was his job to see to it that it went as elevated as possible. He’d witnessed countless Doms throughout this last year. Some were Sadists, some were into the ownership of a woman, and some simply liked the kink the lifestyle offered. He personally loved the idea of owning the pleasure of a woman. It was his way of owning her heart and since that was what he desired of Elle, he would damn well see to it that she was pleasured every day of her life.

“Like this?”

Elle’s voice was breathless as she asked her question. Fuck. She wasn’t even bound to the bench and the way her pussy gleamed from the golden lighting above was something to behold. Her smooth ass looked like cream, without one blemish. Her legs were folded up on the knee rests, her crevice opened to reveal her dark rosebud, which led to her open labia and engorged clit. Kevin gritted his teeth, trying to gain the control he needed to continue.

“Just like that, Elle.” Kevin moved and secured her wrists and ankles, knowing if he were to lay one finger on her beforehand he’d never start. They needed to establish some boundaries when in a scene and doing so now would give him time to regain his control that he felt slipping. “Are they comfortable? Not too tight?”

“Fine.”

Elle had whispered the word, her head turned just so in order to keep him in her line of sight. Kevin leaned down, wanting her to feel secure. Her hair was already tied back, so he was able to trace her high cheekbone. Her facial structure had always been a draw for him, highlighting her beauty.

“When we’re in a scene, you are my submissive. I am your Dominant.” Elle had spoken little of her time on the streets and Kevin didn’t want to do anything that might trigger bad memories. This was one of the reasons he hadn’t wanted to accelerate their relationship, yet there was no going back from here. He would have to make do with this small conversation and keep the scenes light until he learned more of her past. “Do you have a preference on what you’d like to refer to me as?”

“Sir.”

“Sir it is.” Kevin switched the knee he was leaning on, needing to adjust the denim that was restricting his blood flow as well as ease the ache from his old injury. Hearing that word fall from her lips had more of an affect on him than he’d ever dreamed. “I’m keeping this scene light until we discuss your soft and hard limits. I’m sure you know all about them, considering you have every submissive fill out a form if they are not already collared.”

Elle nodded, her eyes locked on his. He saw a slight movement of her ass and knew that this conversation was just adding to her longing. It sure as hell was doing the same to his. They still needed to go over a lot more if they were to incorporate this type of kink into their relationship, but for what he had in mind it would suffice.

“Are you aroused?”

“Yes.”

Kevin smiled and waited, knowing she would eventually figure out why he wasn’t moving. Her fingers were digging into the palm of her hand and her toes were curled into her foot. She still wore her lightweight tank top, but that was fine for now. They had time ahead of them and he had no doubt he would give attention to each and every part of her body.

“I like to hear my title fall from your lips, city girl. Answer me properly.”

“Yes, Sir,” Elle said after having cleared her throat a couple of times. Her eyes were bright and the more she tried to move her bottom half against the unresisting leather, the further away her look became. Kevin knew when it came time for light impact play, with say, maybe a flogger she would reach subspace rather easily. “I’m very aroused, Sir.”

Kevin stood and purposefully took his time running his hand over her back and arms as he circled the bench. He didn’t think Elle was ready for anything more than bondage at this point, but that could change depending on her responses. By the time he was standing behind her, with a view that left his cock throbbing, he could see she was ready for him. Her cream shimmered on her rosy labia, which was blossomed to reveal her entrance. He couldn’t resist taking his finger and slowly inserting it inside her snug sheath.

“Mmmmmm, Kevin.” Elle tried to move on Kevin’s finger, but she didn’t get far. “Please.”

Kevin pulled his hand away, not saying a word. He knew from observing the newer submissives at the club that it wasn’t an easy transition to give up total control. The reward was more than worth it, but Elle didn’t know that yet. It was his job to ensure she found out. That started now.

“You’re forgetting something, Elle.”

“Sir.” Elle groaned the word, as if she was fed up already with the protocol. “Please.”

Kevin couldn’t resist smearing her juices and coating her clit. Elle’s cry traveled through his blood and he found himself kneeling in order to get a better look at her. She was absolutely fucking beautiful.

“You should see yourself,” Kevin murmured, although loud enough for her to hear. He slowly worked the pad of his index finger over her clit, never letting up. “Pink. Wet. Engorged. Needy. So ready to come for me. Are you ready to come for me, city girl?”

“Yes. Yes. Yes, Sir.”

Keeping up the manipulation on her nub, Kevin used his other hand to gather more cream and gently touched her anus. He was rewarded with a gasp and her body tensed, awaiting his decision on whether to breach that specific hole. He didn’t. Instead, he just gently kept massaging her dark penny until each of her muscles relaxed.

“I’ve never…I’ve never done that. In all my years, I only allowed vaginal.”

Elle’s words were muffled, as if she didn’t want to bring up her past during this moment either. Kevin was glad she made that confession, although it didn’t help the state of his dick. She certainly knew how to torture him.

“I’m glad to know that. It gives me something to claim as my own and it will be something that each of us treasure when the time comes. Today won’t be that day though. It’s something that needs to be worked on over time.” Kevin saw her small entrance contract as he continued to rub her clit and knew it was time. He finally pulled away, although she emitted a small cry in protest. “I take it that anal sex is on your soft limit list?”

“Yes, Sir,” Elle whispered, trying to twist in her restraints. He was as anxious as she was and he quickly shed his jeans and donned the condom that he’d had secured in his back pocket. “I think I’ll have a lot to add to my soft limits.”

“I’m glad to hear that.” Kevin laughed softly, ready to take this scene into a totally different direction. “I’d like to introduce you to a lot of things I’d enjoy, city girl. One of them is making love. Is that what we are doing?”

Kevin witnessed her body going stock still. He stood there, with his cock in hand and ready to claim her, waiting for her answer. He needed it to be the right one or else he wasn’t sure what he would do. This wasn’t just sex. Hell, for that matter, this wasn’t even making love. He’d never experienced anything like this and it sure as fuck superseded anything he could put into words.

“I need to hear you say it.”

“Making love, Sir.”

Elle said the words, although Kevin had to strain to hear them. That declaration was all he needed to step forward and place his tip at her entrance. He could already feel her heat and she had yet to even open for him. Pressing forward inch by agonizing fucking inch, he didn’t stop until he was balls deep into her pussy.

Elle tried to move against the bench and it wasn’t until Kevin opened his eyes that he realized he’d been as still as she’d been earlier. He’d wanted to savor this moment and imprint the vision of her being at his mercy, yet accepting who he was, into his mind. It was euphoric.

“You are everything I will ever need.” With every word Kevin spoke, he stressed them by thrusting into her. Her pussy contracted around his cock, but he knew it was nothing compared to the intensity of what was to come. Over and over, he drove into her and he relished in the cries that escaped her lips. The cute little mews he was coming to love spurred him on even more and he kept up the pace until her sheath grabbed hold, practically baiting for him to switch the flip. “Come for me.”

On that command, Kevin rubbed his thumb over her anus knowing it would trigger a different set of nerves. Elle cried out and Kevin wasn’t far behind as they both catapulted over the precipice he’d set them on. His release was so strong that he had to lock his knees to keep from toppling over on her. Refusing to pull out of her quite yet, he leaned forward and placed soft kisses up her spine while the two of them caught their breath.

“You okay?”

“Mmmmm.”

“That’s not an answer,” Kevin replied, smiling against the back of her neck. He reached under and pinched her nipple, causing her to yelp. “Are you okay?”

“Yessss,” Elle hissed, moving a smidge to place her forehead against the black leather. “That was wonderful.”

Kevin tightened his hold on her nipple, loving that she liked to have her breasts played with. The moan vibrated through her, stirring life to his cock. At this rate, he’d never get her unbound.

“Title?”

“Sir,” Elle responded with a throaty laugh. Oh yes, this was going to be one hell of a ride and he’d make sure they both had front seats, side by side. “That was wonderful, Sir.”

Kevin released her nipple and leaned up, slowing pulling out of her. Their groans mingled together and although he needed to shed his condom, he took care of Elle first. Once she was released and sitting up, he went about rubbing her wrists and ankles, stealing a couple of kisses every now and then.

“Go on upstairs and take another hot shower,” Kevin instructed, after having already gotten her panties and pajama bottoms. “I’ll tidy up down here and make sure the bench is cleaned properly. Connor gave us use of the club during the closed hours as long as we still followed the rules.”

“So Connor knew we were here? As in, the club? Using the equipment?”

Elle’s wide eyed astonishment made him smile and Kevin couldn’t resist pulling her off of the bench to claim her lips once more. When she’d glanced at the door earlier, he knew exactly what she’d been thinking. It was the wondering that sometimes upped the naughty factor, and in this case worked like a charm. As much as she tried to play it safe now, there was still a little daredevil underneath her poised exterior.

“Yes, Connor knows and he promised to call before stopping by. Now go take that shower while I finish up down here. If you’re still in there when I come up, I’ll join you.”

Kevin released her and watched as she clutched her clothes and streaked through the club. Elle glanced back at him right before climbing the stairs that led to her apartment. He caught the smile she gave and his chest tightened. He wanted that look on her at all times and he would do his damnedest to make that happen. If that took multiple visits to Bee, via either verbal or physical lectures, so be it. That scumbag would not fuck up this new path he and Elle were taking.

Chapter Twenty-Four