He moved in a flash, supplicant before her. Yet nothing about Rex was weak. Such strength quivering to be set free. At her command.
“What do you want, Rex?” She stroked his hair, enthralled with its silky texture.
“I want you, Nat. All of you. Any way you’ll have me.” An answer that was so much more than what she’d asked, and she had no idea what to do with any of it beyond tonight.
“Suck my clit into your mouth. Get me close to coming. Then put that fat cock in a condom and shove it inside me. Hard.”
He didn’t need to be told twice. Rex knew how to please a woman with his tongue. Did he. He licked and stroked, teasing her nub into a sensitive state bordering on overstimulation even as she teetered on the cusp of orgasm.
He massaged her with his large hands, stroking her thighs, her belly and up to her breasts. He seemed fixated on her nipples, tugging on her flesh with expert awareness of what turned her on and what didn’t.
Then he nipped her clit, and she saw stars, cresting into climax.
In a flash, Rex was on his feet, pushing her back onto the bed and then inside her as she clamped down on him and came. He rode her through her climax, but instead of obeying her to the letter, he pulled out and came over her belly on a loud groan.
His orgasm was beautiful to watch. Rex had an amazing face, and she had yet to see an ugly expression. Even his sneers were handsome. His pleasure, something extraordinary.
When he came back to himself, he pushed up on his hands and slid his cock over her belly, through his seed. “Shit.” He panted and trembled. “I’ve never come so hard before. I made a mess.”
She wiped a hand over his slick cock, pleased when he shuddered again. “A mess all over me. One that could have been inside me.”
He hung his head. “I’m sorry. I meant to put a condom on, but I lost it. I mean, Nat, you have no idea how sexy you are. How hard you make me—”
She shoved him off her, and he fell to her side with a look of surprise.
“Sugar, I’m sorry—”
“You’re damn right you are.” How messed up was she that she wanted him to come deep inside her? Just him and her, no barriers? She took birth control, but she had no idea what Rex did in his off time. For all she knew, he could have had sex with three different partners without protection, then had unprotected sex with her. I’m such an idiot.
“Nat, I swear. I’m clean. I never meant to come inside you. I plum forgot, and you were so hot around me…” His drawl grew thicker in his agitation.
“My name is Mistress.” She slapped his chest and straddled his waist, deliberately rolling over his semi-hard shaft. “You disobeyed, didn’t you?”
The confusion in his eyes charmed her without meaning to. Rex, for all his self-assured toughness, had a streak of innocence. Good old boy niceness that made his naughty streak so attractive.
Finally understanding that she’d accepted his role in her bed, he gave her a soul-stealing grin. “I…did. I’m sorry, Mistress.”
“No you’re not. But you will be.” She left him lying on her bed and found some scarves in her closet. She returned to the bed holding them. “You want to play with me, we do things by my rules. You’re going to get tied to my bed. And you’ll do whatever I want. Understood?”
He stared from her to the scarves and back, and she noticed a fresh rise in his cock.
“God, yes, Mistress. I’ve been waiting my whole life for you.”
Rex had a difficult time reading her, but he couldn’t mistake Nat’s arousal. Her pretty pink nipples were hard. Her flat belly still glistened with his come, and he loved seeing her marked with bits of himself. So weird, yet the kink brought him closer to a dream of forever with the woman who could make it happen, if she wanted him enough.
“You were at the club with J.” She tied his wrists to the bed, and he let himself relax, let himself fully trust her.
“I was. I was also there with you that first night, when we watched that couple in the next room.”
She paused after tying up his other wrist.
“I wanted you so bad. I would have done anything to kiss you, to lick you up. You’re so sweet, Mistress.” She wanted to play the role, and he more than wanted to indulge in the fantasy. No more masks, just him and her.
“You’re sexy, no doubt. And kinky too? My R and J. You liked him fucking you up the ass, didn’t you?”
Hearing the words out of her lips, when he could still see her all buttoned-up in his mind’s eye, seduced more than any words could. He moaned. “Yes, Mistress.”
“What does it feel like?”
“You’ve never had anal sex?”
“No. But I’ve wanted to.”
At that, he grew harder. “It’s a fullness. A taking. A bite of pain, and so much pleasure because you were there, watching. Telling me what to do.”
She continued to circle him, tying his ankles up now. A moment of concern hit, that he was well and truly fucked if she decided to bring out the crazy. But then she stroked his cheek, her eyes warm, and he relaxed again.
“Shh. That’s it. I won’t hurt you. I promise. You can trust me, R.”
He leaned into her touch. “Rex, Mistress. Please call me Rex.” He wanted this to be real, that she recall this later as a meeting between the real them. Not a play act, but a part of them they always kept locked down, now out in the open, between them.
“Rex.” She bent down to kiss him, and he forgot his own name.
He gripped the restraints, wishing he could touch her. Yet his helplessness made it all so much more intense. He submitted to her kiss, her tongue, her touch. She straddled him on the bed and kissed him until he couldn’t breathe. Then her skilled mouth moved down his body.
“Tell me how you feel like this, when your mistress owns you.”
He swore when her lips wrapped around his nipple and she bit. “God. Mistress, I…”
She caressed the other side of his chest, treating him to the same erotic torment. “Continue.”
He sighed. “I’m a man, and I’m supposed to be in charge all the time. Of everything. My company, my life, my relationships. But giving up control to you, it’s so sexy. So amazing to give you the pleasure you deserve.” He loved her kisses that continued over his belly and lower. “I love making you feel good. Seeing you come, watching you watch me and knowing I please you, it’s like nothing else. Nothing some boring vanilla sex with a woman or man can give me.”
“Yes, a man.” She swirled her tongue over the skin next to his wet cock, and he arched under her, needing more. “Impatient, are we, Rex?”
“No, Mistress,” he choked and forced himself to lie flat.
“Tell me about what you want. About what kind of play turns you on.”
“I like fucking, period. Women, men, both have something special for me. But it’s nowhere near as good as having you tell me what to do. I—”
She engulfed his cockhead with her hot mouth, and he froze.
She pulled away. “Talk or I stop.”
“Jesus. Yes, sure. I want a woman to command me. But not all the time. Only in bed, for pleasure. I’m my own man. I don’t want to be a slave. I’m not into humiliation or pain. Just fucking until my Mistress comes all over my mouth, over my cock.”
“You’re good with words.” She moved to his balls, and he curled his toes, forcing the orgasm at bay. “You were so sexy getting fucked by J. So hard for me.”
“Yes, for you.” He couldn’t help humping her mouth when she took him inside again. “He was taking me, but you were taking me through him. Playing with me…” He swore his eyes crossed when she deep throated him and cupped his sac. Her hum encouraged him to continue. “Y-you get to me, Nat. Mistress. Whatever you want to be called. I just… Fuck. I’m trying not to come, but I can’t hold out much longer.”