He took her from the table and easily lifted her over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry. “Well, I’d best make like a barbarian and remind her who rules the roost. See you all in the morning.”
Her brothers cheered him while Beth made faces. Over his shoulder, Nat continued to pick fights with her brothers.
He carried her into the room Beth had shown him earlier. Nat’s room.
Once inside, he closed the door and locked it, then set her on her feet. “Now, sugar, how about you make me feel special?”
She tried not to grin, but she couldn’t seem to hold it back. In a low voice, she whispered, “How about you come here and do what I tell you to, boy?”
Like that, she tripped his switch, and he cupped his growing erection. “Oh, yes.”
“That’s yes, Mistress,” she reminded him.
As if he needed the help. “Fuck. I missed you so much. Mistress.”
She reached for the radio on the nightstand and found some low jazz. Then she stepped closer to him and started removing his clothing. “Me too, Rex. Me too.”
Chapter Eleven
Nat couldn’t hold it in anymore. She had to have him. Now. She took off his shirt and made him remove his shoes and socks. Then his jeans. Standing clothed while he wore nothing but his boxer briefs, she felt like a queen, surrounded by her favorite things.
Rex. Her lover. Her sub. Her everything.
“I missed you so much,” she said again. He remained quiet, and she stroked his chest, aware of his stillness while she let out her feelings. “I had to take time for me. Thinking about my job kind of put everything in perspective.”
She grazed his belly, loving the way his abs tightened, the muscle compact under her short nails. “I worked hard to get to be one of the city’s youngest planners. But I can do that somewhere else. My job shouldn’t define me.”
“It doesn’t,” he said in a husky voice, and she couldn’t miss the huge pole angling for her attention.
She didn’t want to wait. So she followed the trail of hair from his chest down his belly and dug under his briefs. He groaned, and she gripped him tight, pleased to feel him slick at the tip.
“Did you miss me, baby?” she asked on a whisper. “Tell Mistress the truth.”
“So fucking much,” he admitted. “I had to give you the time you needed, but I didn’t like it.”
She pumped him, and he leaned into her touch. God, he felt good in her hands. She was already slick, wanting to feel him inside her. “Take off your underwear, then sit on the bed and spread your legs.”
He did so without question. She walked between his legs and held one breast in hand. “Suck me.”
“Yes, Mistress.” He put his lips around her nipple and tugged the flesh into a hard knot. The sensation of his hot mouth, pulling, drawing on her, brought her to the edge of orgasm too quickly.
“I want you in me,” she said, running her fingers through his hair. “I need you to fill me up.”
He let her nipple go and stared at her. “In you?” he rasped.
“You haven’t been with anyone else since I left, have you?”
He glared. “Hell no.”
She breathed easier. “Good. Me neither.”
“I should hope not. I’m it for you, sugar. Just your naughty boy.”
“Yes,” she said on a sigh. “And I’m your mistress. For good.”
“God, yeah.”
“So do what I tell you. Put my legs around your waist and fuck me hard.”
He didn’t waste any time and hauled her into his arms. In seconds, her ankles crossed behind his back. They sat upright, her on top of him, and then he was sliding inside her, filling her tight.
“Oh, fuck. I can’t hold on, sugar. Not this time.”
“Don’t. Take me, Rex. I want you now.”
His hands held her ass as he lifted her up and down over him. Her clit brushed against his pelvis, and she bit her lip as she squeezed around him, coming hard.
He moaned low in his throat. “Gotta come, Mistress. Need to come so bad.”
Nat wanted to feel him. “Inside me. Give it to me, Rex. All for me.”
“Yes. All for you,” he moaned as he slammed her down on him one final time and seized, pouring into her. He continued to shudder and kissed her breasts, sucking the buds and moving her up and down over him, milking him dry.
Nat loved the feel of him, the scent of him. She nipped his neck and tasted the sweat and musk of her man. “God, I love you.”
He paused.
“I didn’t say you could stop.”
He chuckled and urged her up and down faster, his dick still half-hard.
“You grew on me,” she admitted as he rocked her into another climb toward orgasm. “I tried not to love you. I don’t like to…” He hit a spot inside her that made her groan, and she had to work to keep her voice down. “Don’t like to be vulnerable. It was too soon. We needed more…time. Oh… Do that again.”
He slammed into her, and she pinched his nipples, loving how she could get him hard again right after climax. They continued to play, moving together, taking their time, each feeding off the other. The affection only made their pleasure that much better.
“Fuck. That’s good,” he rasped. “So good, Mistress. You are fucking fine. So warm.” He continued to move in and out of her.
She growled and nipped his ear. “I want that come everywhere.” She whispered, “When we get home, you’ll take my mouth, my pussy, my ass. And you’ll make me explode, won’t you?” She licked his earlobe, then shoved her tongue in his ear.
“Gonna come, Mistress. Please. Let me get you off.”
“Not yet. I want to feel that come first. Fill me up, boy.”
He jerked her over him, grinding inside her, and then he gripped her hips hard enough to leave bruises as he shot inside her. His low moans were like music, a symphony of love and lust she never wanted to let go.
After he stopped shuddering, he looked into her eyes, his so warm, so rich and brown and sweet. “I love you so much, Nat.”
She felt her eyes fill, and Nat didn’t do tears. “I know.”
He smiled and kissed her, not needing permission to love her.
When he pulled back, she smiled through her tears. “Don’t think you don’t owe me another orgasm.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“And don’t think just because I love you that you aren’t still in the dog house for making me watch Brian and Faith having sex.”
“But it was hot, wasn’t it?” he murmured.
“So hot.” She shivered in his arms. Then she pulled back. “Rex?”
Alert to the change in her tone, he lost his teasing expression. “What’s wrong, sugar?”
“No matter what happens at home, you and I, we’re together.”
“Forever, if I have my way.”
Relieved, she nodded. “But we’ll still play around, right? Maybe a third, some watching. Even some club action if we want.”
“You okay with that?” He sounded cautious, and she couldn’t blame him. “Because I like having fun, don’t get me wrong. But I’d rather have you than all the rest of it.”
Good—no, great—answer. “I’ve done a lot of soul searching while I’ve been here. If the council doesn’t like what I do in private, in my off time, then fuck them.”
“That’s my girl.” He looked at her as if he idolized her, and his acceptance made all the difference in the world. Nat could be tough, holding on to her dignity and self-respect, but she didn’t have to be alone. Not with Rex by her side. Helping her, supporting her, never taking over for her. And never letting her steamroll over him.
“Am I a bitch?” she asked.
“Nah, just a woman who knows her own mind. You can always boss me in the bedroom, sugar. But I’m always my own man, and you like that.”