Love's Master, page 5
“Lily? Is something wrong?”
Her gaze fixed on her lap, she shook her head. She couldn’t explain that just the mere mention of pistachios had made her think of another man, a man she’d never seen and who she intended on allowing to do things to her most would denounce as depraved.
“I hope you know I’m very fixed on you.”
“Fixed?”
“Yes,” he said with a broad smile. “I like you a great deal, Lily.”
Feeling her face grow flush, she inwardly found amusement that his innocent words could make her blush after what she’d done in the past week.
“I’m sure you know I look forward to a time when you’ll agree to be my wife.”
As he spoke, he gently placed a hand on hers.
“I’m flattered Mason. And please know I think highly of you. I just don’t know if I’m ready to marry again.”
Lily knew in her heart this wasn’t entirely true. Despite not even knowing what Kadar looked like, she knew no man, not even her dear Jeremy, had ignited feelings in her like the ones she experienced when he was near. Kadar she would be ready to marry.
Mason lightly squeezed her hand and nodded. “I’m willing to wait until you’re ready, Lily. I’m a patient man who understands that good things in this world often require waiting. And you are very much a good thing.”
As she thanked him, she wondered if she was, in fact, such a good thing as she spent the afternoon with one man while thoughts of another delighted her mind.
Monday morning seemed to drag on indeterminably and as the minutes slowly crept by, Lily’s anticipation grew and her fear lessened. In mere hours, she would be in Hertfordshire again with the man who lately took up more of her thoughts than any other person in her life.
Would he feed her sweet delights and foreign treats as he had two days ago? Would they make love, his strong hands possessing her as they did in the fantasies she rejoiced in nightly? Would he take her to even more fantastic and sensual heights than he had simply with his drugging kisses?
The wait finally over, she left shortly before noon to insure she wouldn’t be late. Just as each time before, her trip to Kadar’s house was made all the more thrilling by the mystery of what she would find there.
She’d specially chosen a blue dress, believing blue to be his favorite color, and her most flattering white bonnet, which she hoped highlighted her brown hair. Everything had to be perfect.
It was enough for him to like her. She wanted him to feel for her what she now felt for him. She wanted him to think about her every day, wishing she were near him, wanting her kiss—her touch—more than anything else. Needing them more than anything else.
“Akil, I want you to show my guest to the usual room.”
The servant looked up from what he was doing and his expression showed his confusion. “Not your bedroom, Master?”
Kadar let a slow smile settle into his features. “Not yet.”
Bowing his head in obedience, the servant resumed his chores silently as Kadar delicately fingered the black velvet ropes, twisting them around his hands and wrists.
As Akil made his way out of his master’s study, Kadar added, “And I want you to make sure there are pistachios in the room. Nuha had some for the baklava, so find them.”
“Yes, Master.”
Alone, Kadar’s excitement grew as he waited for her to arrive. This time, now that he’d begun to earn her trust, he’d move her closer to submission.
He brought the ropes to his lips, kissing them as he imagined them around her delicate, white wrists, just tightly enough to restrain her but never hurting her.
The sound of her carriage arriving drifted in through the open window, and Kadar moved to watch her approach his home. She looked so sweetly innocent in her pale blue dress and white bonnet.
Concealing himself from her view, he watched as her deep green eyes, wide with eager excitement, studied his home’s façade. How he wished to kiss her after gazing lovingly into those eyes! Soon....
In the short time since she’d entered his life, she’d became almost all he thought of, day and night. She’d enchanted him as no other woman on any continent had ever done, and he hadn’t even made love to her yet. But his desires leaned in ways other than simple lovemaking. Would she agree and ultimately submit to his unique proclivities? Or would fear of the unknown stop her before he could show her the sensual delights he preferred?
From behind the screen, he watched her carefully position herself just as she knew to, back to the window and eyes forward as she waited. Carefully, she removed her bonnet and tucked stray curls into place. Something in her movements seemed so sweet and his body tensed, stopping him. For a moment he questioned if he should continue taking her to that place of pain and pleasure. Almost as if a sign to let him know the answer, he heard her whisper his name.
“Kadar, I’m here.”
He silently approached her, already almost overcome by the desire to have her, and as before, encircled her neck with his one hand as the other held her face forward.
“My Lily,” he whispered as he pressed his lips to her neck.
The way she leaned back toward him, melding to his body, told him she yearned for him as he did her.
Swallowing hard against his hand, she said in a shaky voice, “I missed you.”
The statement seemed unfinished, as if she’d wanted to say more but was too timid.
Kadar ran his hand up the front of her neck to join the hand holding her jaw. “Are you ready for your blindfold?”
Her voice still shaky, she nodded and answered. “Yes.”
He ensured her blindfold fit snugly and stood in front of her watching as she tentatively sought him out. When she found him nowhere close, she formed her mouth into the adorable pout he loved.
“Come to me, Lily.”
Hands forward, she walked toward him until her fingertips touched his broad chest and she pressed her body to his. Looking down at her, he waited for her to present her upturned face to him to kiss.
He held her face in his hands and bent his mouth to hers, deliberately pausing just inches from her. He’d thought of little else than this meeting but reminded himself that he needed to go slowly so as not to frighten her. Today would ensure she trusted him if he proceeded with the utmost care.
“Lily,” he whispered against her lips barely touching them.
In her desire, she craned her neck, desperate for the kiss he knew she waited for. Unable to deny her any longer, he greedily took her mouth, running his tongue over hers. Her lips urged him on to satisfy her need, and he began to lose himself in the warmth of her. A quiet moan passed between her lips and he took it inside him, like a pledge she offered.
Before she could try to wrap her arms around his neck, he broke off the kiss and pulled out the ropes. He placed them in her hands, and confused, she dipped her head as if to look at what he’d just given her.
Tenderly stroking her check, he asked, “Have you ever been tied up?”
As the velvet ropes sat in her trembling hands, she silently shook her head. He had to carefully introduce restraints or he’d risk losing her right here.
“Follow me,” he ordered as he began to back up toward the couch. As he sat, she remained standing in front of him.
“Turn around, Lily.”
Lily rotated for him and returned to face him.
“You look beautiful. Blue is my favorite color.”
Smiling broadly, she fidgeted over her dress, smoothing it from the waist. “Thank you! I’m so happy you like it.”
Her words were met with silence. Kadar sat back on the couch and gazed up at the innocent creature in front of him. Now it would begin.
Standing up, he kissed her lips softly and quietly announced, “I want to see what you are under this pretty blue dress.”
He saw her stiffen in fear and whispered, “I would never hurt you, Lily. Trust me.”
“I do,” she said softly.
Kadar made swift work of her dress and undergarments and in seconds Lily stood before him naked. His breath caught in his chest, and he had to restrain himself from opening his trousers and pulling her down on his lap to bury himself as deeply as possible inside her.
Astonished by her beauty, he muttered “lovely” as he softly kissed her, explaining, “I’m going to bind your wrists together. Hold your arms out in front of you.”
Taking the ropes from her, he expertly wrapped them around her wrists, making sure she wasn’t hurt. Restrained, she was forbidden from holding him.
Slowly, he lowered himself to sit on the edge of the couch and pulled her to him. Unable to hold back any longer, he took a nipple in his mouth and gently sucked, feeling the tender skin harden into a peaked point against the flick of his tongue.
Pulling away, he looked up into her face now full of desire. “Beautiful Lily.”
He moved to the other one and began giving his attention to it, eliciting a soft moan from her. Just as with the other nipple, it grew hard in his mouth and he tenderly fastened his teeth to bite down, knowing he had to take care not to frighten her.
Cupping her full breast, he latched on and softly bit her nipple as he gently squeezed the supple skin around it.
“Ow!”
Looking up, he saw a frown on her face. “What did you say?”
“That hurt, Kadar.”
He slowly stood and stroked her face. “You told me you wanted to submit to me, Lily. Do you?”
Nodding, she bit her lower lip nervously, and he knew she feared she’d done something to displease him.
“It’s all right. But you will have to be punished now.”
Instantly, he saw a look of terror cross her features. How wide her beautiful green eyes must have been when she heard she was to be punished!
“Please, no, Kadar.”
Cradling her face in his hands, he felt emotion tug at him. Most of the time when he announced to a woman that he intended to punish her, he had to fight to ensure he was seated before they flung themselves across his lap. Lily simply stood trembling in front of him.
“I promise it won’t hurt for long, love.”
Reaching down behind her, he ran his hand over one cheek, then the other, loving how full and firm they felt under his palm. Then he drew back his hand and let it land with a hard slap on her skin.
Kadar held her upright as the shock of his slap wore off, leaving only the warmth growing where his hand had landed. Although he couldn’t see her eyes, he was sure tears began to well up in them.
Gently, he rubbed his hand over the skin, soothing her. “See? Not so bad.”
“That hurt!”
Again, he pulled back his hand and smacked her skin just as loudly. He knew she wanted to fight as every muscle in her body tensed, but with her wrists bound and his arm holding her, all she could do was bury her face in his chest and whimper.
He soothed her skin with the hand that had just reddened it, whispering, “Someday you’ll ask for this, my Lily.”
“Never!”
Holding her to him, he began to repeatedly spank her, ignoring her soft cries and pleas to stop. Each time he inflicted pain, he followed it with the loving caresses she needed to know he cared. Slowly, she stopped protesting and pressed next to his body, grasping at his shirt to find the closeness she craved.
Finally, she reached up to kiss him, aroused by the sensations he was inflicting on her. Unable to hold him, she tugged desperately at his shirt to bring his mouth to hers.
Kadar let her devour his mouth as she pressed against his swollen cock, grinding against it with her moist cunt. She was reacting just as he’d hoped—even more so, to his surprise. She was opening for him, her body begging his to fill her.
But he wasn’t ready for that yet. Her body may desire him, but her mind still didn’t trust him. He needed her body to convince her mind, and that wouldn’t happen if he took advantage and merely fucked her.
He stopped the spanking knowing that one or two more would send her over the edge, and he wanted to prolong this moment. Gently, he stroked her skin with his hand, easing the sting out.
“That’s my Lily,” he cooed in her ear.
“Please, Kadar,” she begged.
“How quickly someday has come,” he teased.
She was so responsive that he didn’t want to stop. But he could give her what she wanted and still be in control. Sitting on the couch, he guided her onto his lap.
“Sit on top of me, legs apart.”
She did as he commanded and positioned herself on his legs, straddling him. His hands glided up and down her sides and over her back, carefully avoiding her still pinkened cheeks.
Just as she became relaxed, he landed his palm on her warmed skin, harder than before. She didn’t cry out or plead for him to stop but returned to kissing him, her mouth desperate to express her need. Sure she was close, he caressed her and then slapped her skin one last time.
Then he waited.
His hand tenderly rubbed the skin and he slid a finger between her pinkened globes. Her body tensed and her lips began to tremble against his. Moaning into his mouth, her release began to take over. Her body sought his as she pushed her pulsating clit against his hard cock to extend the sensations he’d created in her.
Her reaction was one of surprise. “Don’t fight it, Lily. Let it take you,” he said as he pulled her to him and encouraged her to ride him.
God, he wished at that moment he was deep inside her feeling her body milk him to his own climax! He watched as her beautiful body was wracked by shock after shock from her release.
Up and down she slid over his cock, still covered by fabric, until his pants were drenched from her. She gave in to her abandon so completely, and he urged her body on, squeezing her breasts as she came.
“Kadar...please...yes...”she cried over and over.
Her pleas excited him more, and it took everything in him to not strip off his own clothing and make love to her at that moment, making her come again and again. Her climax receding, she slowed her body against his, making long, slow strokes against his cock
That he’d given her what was likely her first climax without being inside her or enjoying her with his mouth made it all the better. Holding her as she slumped against him exhausted, he waited until she stopped softly panting.
“How’s my Lily feel now?”
Her head buried in the crook of his neck, she moaned her answer. “Perfect.”
“Would you like to lie down?”
“Is it....was I okay?”
“You were perfect. Open, responsive, sensual. What every man secretly desires.”
“Is that what you want?” she asked as she kissed the skin near his collarbone. “Is that what the others are like?”
He stroked her hair knowing she was looking for reassurance. He wanted to give it to her. “I have no others now that I have you. And you’re exactly what I want.”
Her sigh told him he’d succeeded in showing her how much he cared. But had he succeeded in fully gaining her trust? That he wouldn’t know until their next meeting.
“I think it’s time you left. Your family will wonder where you are.”
Nuzzling his neck, she pleaded, “Please don’t make me leave, Kadar. Not yet.”
Her voice touched him and he relented, silently wishing neither one of them would be forced to leave the other.
“Very well. For this, you can be the master.”
He let her doze on his chest for almost an hour before waking her. The feel of her naked body pressed against his enthralled him, and as he listened to her sleep, he wondered if she would ever truly accept him for longer than a few hours in the afternoon.
After he dressed her, he sat next to her on the couch feeding her pistachios. Still blindfolded, she asked, “Why do you feed me?”
Placing a nut in her mouth, he explained, “I told you that for a man to truly make love to a woman, he needs to show her he can satisfy her every need. I feed you because that’s how I can ensure you’re not hungry.”
“You don’t have to do that.”
“Yes, I do.”
They sat in silence for a few minutes and then he asked, “Would you like me to tell you what I fantasize about when I think of you?”
Almost shyly, she answered, “Yes. Please tell me.”
“I imagine lying back naked with you between my legs and my arms around you as I feed you baklava. We’ve just made love and I’ve been inside you for so long you feel as though a part of you is missing when I leave your body.”
“How I wish that could be!”
They both fell silent and then Lily asked him a question that caught him by surprise. “Do you make me wear this blindfold because there’s something wrong with your face?”
“No.”
“Well, you wouldn’t have to.” Dropping her head, she quietly added, “I’d love you no matter how you look.”
Kadar was stunned by her admission and said nothing, which he knew made her uncomfortable as he watched her begin to fidget.
“It’s time for you to go, Lily. Come back on Thursday.”
She stood and silently let him lead her back to her spot near the window. As he untied her wrists, he kissed each of them and then her lips.
“Your bonnet is on the table. That’s where you can leave your blindfold.”
Kadar moved behind her and gently wrapped his hands around her slender neck. Leaning in to kiss her behind the ear, he whispered, “Next time I’ll show you how much I love you, my Lily,” and slipped behind the screen to watch her leave, already missing her.
Lily closed her eyes as the carriage slowly made its way back home. She replayed every moment of her time with Kadar that day, relishing the memory of each touch of his hands on her body. Never before had a man treated her as he had. Everything about him, so sensual and different, delighted her.
She adjusted her position as the carriage rambled its way over bumpy country roads. Her bottom still stung from his spanking, and each bounce of the carriage seemed to be a renewed assault on her body, without the exquisite sensations his had produced.
