Shield's Submissive (7 page)

She backed away and placed a hand against his chest. “Are you agreeable to those conditions? I need to know before we go any further.”

He nodded frantically like a bobble-head doll.

Grasping her butt cheeks, he rolled onto his back. He sat up with Erica astride his hips.

She fed him one of her rosy-tipped breasts. He cradled the swollen mound in his hands and pulled the tight nipple into his mouth. He loved the contrast between his large hand and her small but full mound. He flipped his tongue back and forth over the nipple several times before moving to the other side. Pushing her breasts together, he took both nipples into his mouth then lightly scored the tender tips with his teeth. When she gasped, he used his tongue to soothe the slight sting.

She rocked against him. Her motions were instinctive rather than manipulative as her body demanded increased stimulation. He lifted her up and held his breath as she slowly sank onto his cock. The heat and feel of her bare skin against his was unimaginable.

My God, this was worth the wait!

They both gasped as he reached the top and pushed against her cervix. He leaned forward and rested his forehead against hers, staring into her eyes and trying to remember how to breathe.

Slowly, they began to move with gentle rocking motions. Gradually, her movements increased, rising slowly then maximising gravity to quickly fall back against his hips. His thick length stretched her, the head of his cock nudging against her cervix on each down stroke. He anchored her hips as she rode him, the pace of her thrusts steadily quickening. He sensed her racing for release.

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“Slow down, baby. We have all night. I promise to make you scream ‘til your voice is hoarse tomorrow.”

She slowed her pace so that she felt every inch of each stroke. The pleasure and pain of such a deep penetration whipped through her body. His mouth latched onto her neck, and the gentle suction echoed in a spasm fluttering through her womb. He reached down and slowly circled her clit. The stimulation of the plump bundle of nerves caused her wet channel to tighten, and she released a whimpering moan.

“There you go, honey. Nice and slow. Ride me good and smooth. Feel every hard inch sink into your pussy. You’re so wet my cock feels like it’s driving through hot, thick syrup.

Tighten your muscles. Oh God… Yes, that feels so good.”

He fused their mouths together as she continued to ride him. Their tongues danced and thrust in time to Erica’s movements. She was desperate for more. Every word from Mark’s lips drove her higher. The way he spoke to her, the command of his deep, rich voice floating over her head, made her burn. She knew some people were annoyed when their partners talked too much during sex, but the sound of Mark’s voice only made her hotter. She yearned for his next command, his next praise of how her body made him feel.

“I need more. I need to feel you driving deep and hard.”

He leaned his arms back on the bed so he could thrust his hips up into her strokes. She increased her pace, not a jarring bounce but smoothly accelerating. His face was a study of exquisite pleasure and beautiful strain. His lips were compressed, and those crystal-green eyes bored into hers. He continued to arch his hips to meet hers, driving a rhythm inside her that her movements couldn’t achieve alone. She threw back her head and tightened her legs around his hips, her eyes closed and her mouth opened as a cry of release escaped from deep inside her body. She hadn’t come down from her high when Mark quickly flipped them over to mount her from behind. Grasping her hips, he thrust high and fast.

“That was five, sweetheart. You ready for number six?”

Reaching around, he played with her clit as he drove into her tender wet flesh. He heard the sucking sounds as he shuttled in and out of her hot core, his balls slapping against SHIELD’S SUBMISSIVE

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her wet pussy. She had the most beautiful ass he’d ever seen. The globes were smooth and round. Without thinking, he laid a gentle slap on the softest part.

She gasped at the stinging caress.

“Did you like that, baby? Do you want more?”

She let out a soft cry. “Yes.”

Another tender slap, this time on the other cheek. He watched as her ass began to flush, the sight amplifying his arousal. He continued the little slaps in no particular rhythm to heighten her anticipation. He felt little convulsions in her wet cunt as he continued to thrust with each slap.

“God, your ass blushes pretty, Erica.”

He coated his fingers in her warm syrup then moved behind to lightly circle the tight ring on her backside. Marking sure he had plenty of lubrication, he gently pushed, testing her resistance.

“Have you ever been taken here before? Has anyone ever made you scream from the pleasure and pain of breaching your tight little ass?”

She shook her head.

“I’m going to take you here at some point. I’m going to fuck your ass just like I’m fucking your sweet pussy right now.”

Mark pushed his thumb past the tight ring, and she let out a slight cry. He pushed and withdrew his thumb in the same rhythm as his cock.

“Oh God, Mark. I can’t take it. Please, I need to come. Let me come.”

He picked up the pace of his thrusts. “You can take it. Fight for it. Demand the pleasure I can give you.”

She pushed back to counter his movements. Soft cries filled the space around the bed.

She begged so beautifully for completion. Contractions from her building orgasm rippled down his driving cock. His thumb still pushing, stretching her tight opening with new sensations. His other hand milked her clit, and as if that was the last stimulation her body could handle, she screamed, pushing back against him as her orgasm ripped though her body in endless waves.

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of his soul. Finally, the first hot jets of cum explode from his cock, and his entire body trembled with a primal roar that erupted from his chest.

“Take my cum. Take it all!”

They collapsed in a heap on the tangled covers, neither of them speaking for long minutes as the world came back into focus. Mark thought heaven had been found in Erica’s mouth, but he now knew heaven was no comparison to the nirvana he found within her tight body. My God, the heat between them was like nothing he had ever experienced before.

W
hat possessed you to spank her like that? To stick your thumb in her ass? She obviously
enjoyed it. Does it mean I can share more of my true self?

Feeling her cuddle up next to him, he wrapped his arms around her and gently kissed the top of her head. She began to dose off, and he gently shook her shoulder.

“Don’t fall asleep on me just yet. Come on. Let’s get cleaned up, then we can sleep.”

She nuzzled deeper into his chest. “Sleep now. Shower later.”

Mark chuckled at her antics. He slid from underneath her and walked into the luxurious bathroom. He thought Erica might appreciate a hot bath to soothe any aching muscles. Adjusting the temperature and watching the water fill the large tub, he looked around in the cabinets for the supply of salts and bath beads he knew his mother and sister-in-law kept on hand. After adding the mixture, he turned off the water and started the jets.

Returning to the bedroom, he leaned over the bed to gather Erica in his arms. “Come on, sweetheart. You don’t want to fall asleep all sweaty and sticky.”

Stepping into the tub with Erica in his arms, he sank into the hot water. He heard her sigh of contented pleasure and smiled. Dipping into the water, he drew up a soft sponge and lathered it with moisturising bath gel then gently wiped Erica’s arms, neck, and shoulders.

“Sweetheart, you awake?”

Erica shimmied further down into the water, causing her slick body to rub against his chest and abdomen. He closed his eyes at the sensation.

“Yes, I just figured I’d take advantage of the pampering.”

He kissed the tendon at the junction of her neck and shoulder. “I find myself enjoying the pampering, too. Another first tonight.”

Erica smiled then leaned her head back, kissing him softly on the lips. “Well, don’t let me stop you then.”

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Mark drew the sponge down her torso. Erica lifted one leg high up in the air and pulled it back towards her shoulder to allow him to clean it then repeated with the other side.

“Limber thing, aren’t you?”

“I do lots of yoga and was a diver in high school and college.”

Mark pushed her forward so he could wash her back. He lathered his hands with gel.

He sank his hands under the water to gently clean the tender tissues between her legs then lifted her butt and run his hands around and between each cheek.

She groaned, and he whispered into her ear, “Want to make sure everything is squeaky clean now, don’t we?”

He continued to rub his hands around her body, massaging tight muscles. His partial erection pushed against her back, but he knew she would be too sore to play any more tonight.

“The mind is willing, but the body isn’t used to such exertions. I don’t know if I can do this again tonight.”

“Don’t worry about him. He has a mind of his own, especially when a beautiful wet woman is rubbing up against him. I just want to hold you a little longer and relax in the jets.

Do they feel good? Did I use you too roughly? Are you sore?”

Erica closed her eyes and savoured the feel of his broad chest against her back. “I’m sore, but only in good ways. I loved it when you lost control and unleashed all that power.

I’m not made of glass.”

“No, but you should be treated like the finest crystal.”

She turned around in the water and straddled his legs. “That’s a really great line. It’s liable to earn you major points with a woman.”

She kissed him. At first it was soft and lingering then, when neither of them was satisfied, it became a deep exploration. His arms wrapped around her body, holding her close. One hand reached under her hair to hold her to him by the nape of her neck. Slanting her head to get a better angle, she further devoured him. She didn’t want the kiss to end. She felt desperate for each touch of his tongue against hers, his exotic spicy taste a drug. He put his hand underneath her chin and forced her to look into his eyes.

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“It wasn’t a line. You are an incredible woman and deserve to be treated as such.”

She knew she was blushing, but maybe he would assume it was the hot water. “Thank you. I guess I’m just not used to such compliments. Especially from a man and certainly not from one who’s already satisfied his needs.”

Mark pulled her close and teased, “What makes you think I’m satisfied? I still have hundreds of fantasies I want to fulfil with you.”

Her eyes went wide. “Hundreds?”

“Oh yeah. You’ve been the star of my sexual fantasies for a year now. I have no intention of letting you get away from me anytime soon.”

She couldn’t believe her ears. Mark had fantasised about her? He’d never given any signal that he’d found her attractive. She had assumed this affair was a spur of the moment thing for him after their encounter at the gym the other night. She looked into his bright green eyes to see if he was telling the truth. What she found was startling, as well as very arousing. His eyes burned with desire, but they also held a touch of tenderness. Could Mark care for her, even if just a little bit? Was this more than hot sex to him? And did she want this to be more than hot weekend sex?

She stood in the bath and was about to get out of the deep tub when he stopped her by taking hold of her hand. Looking down at him, she watched his eyes linger on her body as the little rivers of water cascaded over her skin.

“Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?” His eyes stopped at her hips. A frown marred his expression, and she heard a slight curse.

“What’s wrong?”

He leaned forward and traced her hips with gentle fingers. “I bruised you.” He leaned forward and kissed the little marks.

She stepped out of the tub and held out her hand. “Come on, before you turn into a prune.”

Mark joined her and reached for the heated towels. He carefully dried her body with the soft cotton then wrapped it around her. She did the same for him, adding little kisses to each damp spot before wrapping the towel around his hips. He groaned deep in his throat and begged for mercy.

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They headed back into the bedroom. She started to put a silk nightie on she’d brought, but he stalked over and yanked it back over her head.

“Oh, no, you don’t. I want every inch of that soft flesh snuggled up against me as we sleep. We may not be able to touch the way we want during the day at the office, but nothing separates us at night. Those are the rules.”

He lifted her up and placed her in the centre of the bed then tucked the covers around them. She rolled to her side, and he aligned her tight into the curve of his body, wrapping his arm around her middle. Her breathing evened out and her muscles relaxed as she drifted to sleep.

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She awoke to the smell of coffee wafting up from the kitchen. Kicking the blankets off her naked body, she arched her back and stretched her hands high above her head as her toes reached for the end of the large bed. She recognised that some of her muscles were slightly sore but not nearly as bad as if she’d hadn’t accepted Mark’s tender care in the bath the night before.

“Now, that’s a sight I’d love to see every morning.”

Erica opened her eyes and smiled at the vision of Mark standing beside the bed dressed in only jeans with a steaming cup of coffee in his hand. She scooted up to lean against the headboard and propped herself up on the pillows.