Tempt, page 16
He walked over to her with a pair of wrist cuffs made of black and red leather, lined with fleece. He calmly buckled them on her wrists, making sure there was plenty of room to avoid impeding circulation in her wrists and hands.
His fingers went to the ties on her baby doll top. “Ready?”
“Yes, Master. I’m green.” A shiver of excitement shot from her nipples to her clit as he untied the first one on her right shoulder, then the one on her left. The top sagged. Max then undid the side ties, and removed the garment.
She glanced around the play area. People were starting to mill around. Her stomach clenched.
“Eyes on me, sub.” Her gaze went to his face. “Keep your eyes on me. No one else exists but us.”
“Yes, Master.”
He helped her to her feet and led her over to the chair. Max turned her so she was facing him, then he grasped her by the waist and lifted her. Instinctively her hands went to his shoulders.
“Easy.” He placed her in the seat. Her legs were parted, but not widely. “Don’t move.” He snagged another set of restraints that matched the ones on her wrists and placed them on her ankles. Next, he picked up a bunch of double-ended metal clips.
He knelt and attached her left ankle first before doing her right. While it wasn’t tight, she wouldn’t be able to move far. Max stood and took her right arm, straightened it and used one of the clips to attach her wrist to the crossbeam, then did the same with the left arm.
“Okay?”
“Green, Master.” She was. Anticipation fizzed through her body.
His hazel eyes grew brighter each time she addressed him as Master. Max went back to the table, grabbed a couple of other things, and put them in the pocket of his pants. She hoped one was the bullet vibrator. Sierra kept her gaze on him. Her body was hot. She wiggled her ass.
Max noticed and gave her a sexy grin. “Can’t wait to start, sub?”
“Anticipation is hard, Master.”
“Yes, it is.”
Sierra glanced at his crotch. His cock was hard and pressing against the fabric of his pants. Oh my goodness, she did that? She barely prevented a giggle from escaping her mouth. Somehow she didn’t think Max would approve.
He ran his fingers over her left breast, bringing her attention back to his face. Her nipples were already hard. “Let’s see how hard I can make these.” He rolled them between his fingers, and Sierra let out a little groan. Her breasts had become so sensitive since he started playing with them. Her nipples hardened into tight little peaks, then Max held up the nipple clamps.
Yeah, they did kind of look like tweezers, but they had black rubber tips. He placed the first one on her nipple and, with his other hand, maneuvered the small metal ring up the tweezers until it tightened.
Sierra sucked in a breath as it tightened and tightened, then Max stopped. “Okay?”
“Green, Master.”
It was as if Max was squeezing her nipple between his fingers. Moisture gathered in her pussy. Max then did the same to her right nipple. This time, she couldn’t help but shift in her seat. Her pussy clenched the tighter the clamp got. Max tightened the left one to his satisfaction. The chain connecting the two clamps was draped right beneath her breasts.
“I won’t leave them on too long.” He turned. “Jordan, tell me when ten minutes have gone by.” Max dipped his hand into his pocket and pulled out the bullet.
She jumped when he ran his hand over her stomach.
“Easy, sweet.” He slid his finger down over the thong covering her pussy.
Her eyes shifted as she heard someone cough. Her body stiffened. Was she really going to allow him to do this?
“Focus on me, pet.” His husky tone sent a jolt of awareness through her veins, and she turned her attention to him. His hazel eyes were on her face. “It’s just us, baby. No one else exists.”
“Yes, Master,” she whispered.
His fingers stroked her over the thong until she let out a tiny moan. He grinned and slipped his fingers beneath the fabric.
“You’re soaking wet, baby.”
She couldn’t deny it. Her pussy was clenching with need from his touch. What was it with him? She’d never reacted to a man like this. Her hips jerked when the cool bullet was pressed against her pussy.
It warmed quickly. Max shifted it until he had it in the position he wanted. Sierra let out a breath as he removed his fingers. While the toy felt unusual against her skin, she wondered why it seemed so special.
Max tugged the chain to the nipple clamps. A zing of pleasure shot from her nipples to her pussy, and she let out a moan.
That was unexpected.
He did it again as the bullet came to life.
Sierra jerked at the vibrations against her clit. They felt stronger than any vibrator she’d ever used. Her pussy clenched and heat filled her veins.
Max ran his fingers over her breasts, teasing them but he didn’t tug on the chain again. “Your face is flushed,” he whispered. “How are you doing?”
“Green, so far, Master.”
His features were soft as he gazed at her, yet there was the heat of desire in his gaze. The bullet sped up, and he tugged the chain. That zing happened again, only stronger this time.
Her toes tingled, and her stomach clenched as her pussy contracted. Holy crap! “Don’t fight it, baby,” Max whispered, turning the bullet up again.
She shook her head. How could this be happening to her? She’d never climaxed easily, and within minutes, Max had her on the edge, just like he had that night at his house.
The vibrations increased, and Sierra cried out. Her toes curled as the tingling moved up her legs. “Master,” she whispered, opening her eyes. When had she closed them?
“Let go, baby.”
“I can’t.” She tugged at her wrists.
“Oh you can.” He tugged the chain then put his hand against her groin. “Come for me, baby.” He pressed his fingers against the bullet, putting more pressure on her clit.
“Fuck,” she cried out as he moved the bullet side to side through the fabric. The tingling spread further, and she was trembling now. Need overwhelmed her.
Max shifted the bullet, and Sierra screamed as her climax hit. She thrashed in the restraints as he continued to manipulate the bullet. Sensations hit her one after the other.
“Time,” Jordan yelled.
“Let go all the way, baby,” Max said, then he jerked the chain so the clamps fell from her nipples.
Sierra closed her eyes as the blood rushing back into her nipples set off another explosion within her body. Her pussy clenched; her clit throbbed, and her nipples burned. She screamed again as she climaxed again.
“Fucking beautiful,” Max whispered.
The bullet stopped vibrating, and Sierra slumped in the chair. Holy shit, she was never going to recover from this.
****
Max couldn’t believe their first scene had gone so well. He released her arms, massaging them before moving to her legs. This woman responded to him on such a sensual level.
Jordan stood by with a warm blanket. “Go take care of her. I’ll clean up for you.”
“Thank you.” Max draped the blanket over Sierra and picked her up. He carried her over to the sofas set aside for aftercare and sat down with her in his lap. Her eyes were closed, her head against his shoulder.
Her reactions to the bullet and the nipple clamps were so much more than he’d expected. He’d seen her nervousness at first with the crowd, but once he got her to focus on him, all her tension melted away.
Damon strode over and set a bottle of water on the side table with a grin, then walked away. His friends’ support filled him with happiness. Yes, it had been a while since he’d taken on a sub, maybe because the last time he tried, it had ended in tragedy.
Max let out a sigh. Not that it had been much of a D/s relationship to begin with, but sometimes, being a man who wanted to fix everything, not being able to do that took a while to realize.
“You’re frowning.” Sierra’s voice was as soft as her touch on his forehead. “Did I do something wrong, Master?”
“You were perfect.” He bent his head and kissed her nose before he reached for the water. He twisted the cap off and put the bottle in her hand. “Drink.”
Sierra held the bottle to her lips and took a swallow, then another and another until she’d consumed half the bottle before handing it back to him. “I didn’t realize I was so thirsty.”
“Our scene took a lot out of you. How do you feel?”
“Fine, Master.” She glanced around the room, and her cheeks turned pink.
Max rubbed her cheek with his fingers. “Yes, they watched and heard you scream as you climaxed.” Her cheeks grew darker, and Max curved his hand around the back of her neck. “You have nothing to be embarrassed about.” He wanted her to know her reactions were fine and nothing to worry about. “Close your eyes, rest your head against my shoulder, and listen, sweetheart.”
She did as he asked. He kept his hand on her neck, wanting to keep some skin-to-skin contact. A few minutes later, one of the other Doms approached. When Max nodded, he spoke. “Great scene, Master Max.”
Another approached. “Responsive novice. You are very lucky, Master Max.”
Then another Dom with his sub. “Enjoyed the scene, Master Max. If you have time in the next week, I’d like to get some pointers from you.”
“Of course. Give me a call, and we’ll set something up.”
“Thank you.”
Sierra shifted in his lap.
“See, my sweet.”
“I don’t understand. Don’t all subs react like I did, Master?”
“No, they don’t. Most novices are too inhibited the first few times they scene to climax, heck some of them freeze up or safeword out.”
“But I assumed all subs climaxed with their Doms.”
“It’s a fine balance.” He stroked her neck, enjoying the little shivers his touch caused. “Especially if a Dom is with a new sub. Trust takes time, and for some of the newer subs who don’t have a regular Dom much more so.”
“It’s all very complicated.”
“Like any relationship. That’s why, in the kink community, communication is important. That’s the reason we have the questionnaire, plus negations with the sub before we scene or play with them.”
“I guess I just thought that was to make sure a sadist and a non-masochist weren’t paired together.”
Max let out a chuckle. “It’s more than that. Most Doms and subs are attracted to each other on some level. It might just be sexually, but there usually has to be chemistry. I say some, not all, because you can’t force something that isn’t there.”
“We have chemistry.”
“Yes, we do.” Big time, but he wasn’t going to frighten her with that. “Some Doms and subs just play to release tension. But with a novice, as was mentioned, it usually takes a while to get comfortable enough to fully let go.”
“What does it mean that I was able to?”
“That I’m a lucky bastard.” He made no effort to suppress what he knew was a self-satisfied grin.
“Max,” she whispered.
“I am.” He took her lips in a quick hard kiss. “Your response was great. Once I got you to focus on me, you let all the tension drain from your body. How did you feel in the scene?”
“I liked it. And you’re right. Once I forgot about the people watching us, I was able to concentrate on what you were doing to me.”
“Did you enjoy what I did?”
Her lashes fell, blocking his view of her eyes, but not before he saw the flash of desire in them. “I did. Does that make me a bad person?”
“Hey.” He slid his hand from the back of her neck, and cupped her cheek. “Baby, of course it doesn’t. You received pleasure from what I did, and I got pleasure, as well.”
“How did you get pleasure?” She squirmed on his lap. “I can feel your hard cock.”
He couldn’t dispute that. His dick had been hard from the moment she let him restrain her to the chair. “From watching you let go. Watching how your body flushed, how your breathing changed, the way your body reacted to my touch. There is nothing more beautiful than watching a woman orgasm because you caused her to.”
“Can I do something for you?”
Max tilted his head and stared down at her. “What do you mean?”
“Will you allow me to give you pleasure?”
“Of course,” he said the words automatically, not realizing Sierra meant now. She slipped from his lap, folded the blanket, dropped it at his feet, then knelt down. “Sierra,” he started.
“Please, Master, let me do this.”
Her blue eyes pleaded with him. “All right.” It wasn’t like him to concede, but he found he didn’t want to refuse her.
Her smile lit up the room. She parted his legs, and slipped between them, then lowered the zipper on his pants. His cock sprang free.
She took a deep breath, and her fingers encircled his base. “Impressive, Master,” she whispered, her breath brushing over his sensitive skin. Before he could respond, she leaned over and licked the head of his dick.
“Damn.” His hips rose, and his hands gripped her shoulders.
“I should warn you, I haven’t given a blow job very often. So forgive me if I don’t get this completely right, Master.”
He felt his glutes tense with the sensation of her moist, hot mouth on his cock. Her fingers on the base of his cock moved in time as she slid her mouth up and down. Every so often her tongue would trace one of the pulsing veins.
Max fought to keep his hands on her shoulders. Sierra was giving him a gift he’d never expected this soon. He wouldn’t mess it up by trying to direct her. Not that she needed much direction.
With each pass of her mouth and hand, his cock grew harder. When her fingers brushed his balls, they drew up tight. Hell, he was primed and ready to explode. “Baby, I’m going to come. Lift your head and finish me off with your hand.”
She barely pulled her mouth off his cock and said, “Not a chance.”
Max’s cock stiffened further at her words. She might not have done a blowjob in a while but her mouth was doing amazing things to him. When her fingers played with his balls this time, he didn’t even try to hold back.
She sealed her lips around him as he spurted in her mouth. Her throat contracted with each pulse. Max collapsed against the sofa, and she licked the head of his cock like it was ice cream, then sat back and looked up at him.
Her blue eyes were shining, and her lips formed a satisfied little smile. Max leaned forward, grasped her by the arm and hauled her up onto his lap, and covered her lips with his.
He tasted his own salty mix, but didn’t care. This woman had just given him a gift he hadn’t asked for. When the kiss ended, clapping started. Sierra buried her face against his chest as he laughed.
“Fucking lucky Dom,” someone said.
“Shit, did you see her? I’ve never seen a woman suck cock like that,” another said.
“He didn’t even ask; she just did it,” yet another voice added.
Max waved them away as he stroked Sierra’s back, enjoying the texture of her smooth skin against his palm. “You continually amaze me.” He nuzzled her neck as he pushed his cock back into his pants and did up his zipper.
“I’m glad I can.” Her breath brushed his chest.
“How about we take this to a more private place?” His dick was ready to go again.
Sierra looked up at him. “I’d love that.”
Max’s heart expanded as he waved Damon over. “I’m going to leave the club in yours and Jordan’s hands. Don’t disturb me unless the place is on fire.”
“You got it.” Damon replied, handing Max a fresh blanket.
Max pushed Sierra away from his chest and wrapped the blanket around her, then he stood with her in his arms and strode out of the club and out the back door. He took the path to his house.
“My things.”
“We can get them later. They’re safe.”
“I can walk,” she said, even though she snuggled close to him.
“Humor me.” He loved having her in his arms.
He disarmed the alarm and punched in the code to open the patio door. Once inside, he reset the alarm and carried her to his bedroom. He lowered her to her feet next to his bed. “You are mine.”
“Yes, I am, Sir.”
Her soft words made his heart swell. He never thought he could fall for someone so fast, but with Sierra, it seemed natural. He pulled the blanket from her. “Lay in the middle of the bed.”
She did as he asked. Max’s cock swelled further. He couldn’t wait to sink himself into her hot, moist depths. Going to the end of the bed, he stared at Sierra. Her blue eyes were on him. Good. Max stripped his clothing off, and then climbed onto the mattress.
He pushed her legs apart as he moved up the bed. Her skin flushed, and her breathing increased. Oh yes, his girl was aroused.
“You were so fucking beautiful tonight,” he said between the kisses he peppered up her legs.
“You make me feel that way.” Her voice was soft, and her fingers curled into the sheets.
“In my bedroom, you may touch me unless I direct you otherwise. I want your hands on me.”
Her lips turned up when her fingers dug into his shoulders.
“You make me so hot.”
“Well, prepare to get very hot.” He hooked his fingers under the thong and pulled it off, tossing it to the floor. Now she was naked in front of him. He used his shoulders to keep her legs apart. “So pink, and wet.” He drew his finger over her pussy.
“For you. Only you.”
Max didn’t say anything. He leaned down and swiped his tongue over her.
****
Sierra’s hips lifted as Max’s tongue licking over her entrance set her body on fire. What was it about him that made her so hot and wet? This wasn’t the time to think about that.
Their play in the club, both on stage and later, when she sucked him off, still made her shiver with pleasure. She’d never been one who liked having a man’s cock in her mouth, but with Max, it was heaven.
