Taming the Boss Lady [Masters of Submission 3] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic) (19 page)

Kelly’s incredible silver eyes widened when he reached into the drawer for a second time, and pulled out a sizeable dildo. Matthew pushed it deep into her lovely wet pussy, enjoying the site of it disappearing from view. He then cupped her breasts, and began massaging the nipples until they formed into hardened peaks. His woman had a beautiful figure and he took the opportunity to adore every glorious part of her as she writhed beneath his touch.

“Sir, please, Sir, I’m coming.”

He flicked her painfully exposed nub with a finger once more. She immediately tensed, her body arching rigid as the pain pushed her orgasm back down, leaving her unfulfilled and still on the edge. He smiled into her eyes, savoring her groan of frustration.

She licked her lips. “Wicked, Master.”

“What can I say. I have a devious streak, that’s why you love me so much.”

Eager to escalate the play, he trailed his favorite flogger over her succulent, ripe breasts. Love juice trickled provocatively down the inside of her thighs. Her breathing became even more of a pant, and he knew she was aroused all over again. That was the wonderful thing about Kelly. She just loved the flogger.

Matthew let the fronds caress her creamy thighs and breasts, leaving telltale pink traces on her skin. Each time the leather tresses flailed her beautiful flesh, she arched toward the perverse pleasure, wanting more. Breathing heavily, her head fell back causing her lustrous raven-black hair to cascade over her shoulders.

A submissive plea erupted from deep within her. “Sir, it’s there. It’s right there. Please allow me to come. Please.”

His heart raced away. It was as out of control as Kelly’s. When he touched the tip of the flogger to her super-engorged clit, she jolted in surprise, and he could see her emotions struggling to balance the intoxicating cocktail of pleasure and pain. In the end pain won through, denying her the orgasm she so desperately craved, leaving her sobbing in frustration.

“I can’t stand this. Let me climax, please.”

Totally in his element, and in complete control of the beautiful sub before him, Matthew tossed the flogger aside. He then ripped off his T-shirt and threw it to the floor with a roar that emphasized just how all-powerful and conquering he felt. Pure sexual energy flooded his veins, making his cock fill with blood. His woman, the woman he loved with every breath that he took, was powerful in her own right, yet here she lay, totally reliant on him and his mercy.

Matthew circled her slender waist with his palms, then skimmed his fingers over her silky hourglass curves. He rolled his thumbs over her tight pebbled nipples, before dipping down and swirling his tongue over the prominent peaks. How would she react? He could almost taste her dilemma. Ultimately, pleasure would override the pain, and her orgasm, when it broke, would be monumental. This last step could only be learned by experiencing it for herself. This final taboo was the ultimate gift he could give her.

Kelly’s body cried out for release, but she knew deep down that Matthew hadn’t finished with her yet. He strutted purposefully across the room, and she watched in awe as he picked a leather strap from his impressive collection. Just looking at this beautiful man turned her on. Completely in his element, Matthew was simply magnificent. His perfectly toned torso glistened with perspiration, while his muscle development was strong and commanding, and his hair wonderfully disheveled.

Every time they played he upped the stakes. This time, with the blood flow to her clit constricted, her arousal was off the scale. Filled with the large dildo, her pussy felt supercharged, making her feminine juices coat the tops of her thighs.

No man had ever treated her like this, and she loved every minute of it. Matthew gave her exactly what she craved. He guided and controlled her, making her feel vulnerable and sexy, something which had been missing from all her previous relationships. Those guys were too in love with Kelly McCloud, the daughter of the legendary Digger McCloud. Matthew just loved Kelly—the simple girl from Providence, Rhode Island.

Kneeling between her legs, he cupped her chin and angled her face to his. As his gorgeous green eyes gazed into hers, he grazed his thumb over her lower lip. “Think you can handle the strap?”

He was teasing her, and she knew it. Apart from the flogger, the strap was her favorite implement of pleasure. “Sir, you know the strap makes me come.”

“Turn over and lie on your stomach.”

When she did as he commanded, he began lashing her bare butt with the strap. It felt wonderful. The heady mixture of pleasure and pain was indescribable. Soon a warm glow began spreading into her stomach. It made her pussy tighten around the dildo between her legs. Each time she rocked from the force of the lash, the sex toy pulsed inside her. It was exquisite—the sting of the strap and the sensuous feel of the phallus. Secured by the tight band, her imprisoned clit throbbed relentlessly, reminding her by its very presence that she needed sexual release.

Inevitably, the intoxicating sensation of the strap marking her naked ass brought her back to the edge of the abyss. “Sir, I’m begging you. I’m so close. Please allow me to come.” She hoped he would take pity on her.

“Wait, my slave.” Matthew roughly rolled her onto her back, and squeezed her clit hard between his finger and thumb. Her whole body trembled, and she held herself rigid as the sheer pain forced her imminent orgasm away. A tear of frustration seeped from the corner of her eye, and she whimpered her disappointment.

Matthew’s green eyes were ablaze with passion as he stared directly at her. “You haven’t earned it yet.” His voice was deep, and arguably the sexiest she’d ever heard. He was all masculine Alpha, and she couldn’t take her gaze from his strong, rugged features carved from life and experience.

In awe, she watched him place the strap on the bedside table before he authoritatively shrugged off his jeans. Anticipation flooded her mind. His cock looked huge, the biggest she’d ever seen it. Clearly turned on by the scene, arousal dripped from the purple crown.

Keeping his weight from her, he knelt between her legs and gazed down into her eyes. “You’re so close aren’t you?” he whispered, brushing a perspiration-soaked hair from the corner of her mouth. He dipped his head and gave her the sweetest of kisses.

“Yes, Sir. I’m so close.” She was aware that her voice sounded like a child’s. How many more orgasms would he deny her?

He removed the dildo, and then replaced it with his fingers. “Princess, you naughty, naughty girl, you’re so wet. Do you deserve to climax?”

“Yes, Sir, please, Sir, I’ll be extra good, Sir.”

He kissed her lips, exploring them with his tongue, all the time sliding his fingers deep inside her pussy, manipulating her both physically and psychologically. Surely he wouldn’t stop her climaxing again? Would he?

“Easy,” he murmured as her breathing increased dramatically. He rubbed his thumb over her swollen clit, and she bucked and writhed from the pleasure mixed with pain.

“Sir, my clit is so tender, please.”

Pain was winning the battle over pleasure, pushing her arousal back down, but she figured he was feeling benevolent, when he lessened the pressure on her nub allowing her arousal to peak once more.

“Look at me,” he ordered.

Her heart banged so hard in her chest she feared it might escape completely. Kelly raised her eyes slowly to his. Matthew looked magnificent. His broad chest spanned out, filling her vision, while powerful biceps kept his weight from her. His stomach undulated with desire, and his cock lay poised, ready to fuck her at any moment.

Every time he touched her clit it felt almost unbearable, but in a good way. Just what would happen when his magnificent weight lay over her? A shiver of anticipation flooded through her, making her lower lip quiver. “Sir, my clit’s still restrained. It’s going to hurt. I know it is.”

“Look at me.” He tenderly brushed the hair from her eyes.

His rugged features sat so well on his beautiful face. The deep lines etched around his mouth only added to his appeal. When she stared into his wonderful green irises, the room disappeared. It was just the two of them, totally engrossed in each other.

High on arousal she haltingly spoke his name. “Sir…I need…you.”

“I know. Do you trust me, princess?”

“Totally, and without question.” She realized that she trusted him implicitly. She would do anything this man of hers demanded. She loved him. “Master, I would never deny you.”

Matthew stared into her eyes as he moved a hand under her butt. Using the other to support his weight, he kissed her lips, filling her with his huge cock, burying himself deep inside her with one fluid movement. She cried out euphorically as his prick slid over her supersensitive pearl. Her nipples chaffed against his powerful broad chest as his body glided over hers. She never imagined it could feel so good.

Lying beneath the man she loved, the sudden surge of clitoral stimulation finally sent her over the edge. The world stopped spinning. Lights dimmed and receded. Kaleidoscopic colors flashed at the back of her eyes. Her pussy spasmed so brutally, it felt like it was about to twist from her body. Sheer white noise filled her senses, overwhelming everything around her. It was so loud it invaded every part of her very being. It was only then that she realized that it was the sound of her own voice screaming with orgasmic pleasure.

“Oh…my…God. Oh…my…God.” Kelly clung to him, brushing her lips against the stubble of his cheek, holding his broad shoulders in her arms, as her pussy pulsed and throbbed around him. “Oh, my God…I’m still coming.”

Matthew began making bold inward thrusts, pumping his cock harder and faster inside her. He used such force, and such vigor, it felt like a vortex had opened up and sucked her in. His stomach muscles flexed repeatedly, and sweat trickled in a meandering pattern through his abs, before dripping down to his navel. This was her man, he possessed her, he controlled her, he mastered her, but he also loved her, cherished her, honored her, and at this precise moment in time she had no doubt he would give his life for her, too. She surrendered to the incredible, mind-blowing knowledge that this man had changed her world forever. He’d freed her from the shackles of the past. He’d taught her how to enjoy life, but most of all he’d taught her how to let go and love.

Kelly raised her butt from the bed as he powered into her, ensuring her supersensitive clit received the full force of his lunges. “So good,” she whimpered, surrendering to yet another orgasmic trip into pure heaven. Barely able to comprehend what was happening, she watched Matthew’s face fracture with pleasure as he reared up and filled her one final time. His eyelids slid shut and his body jerked as his seed pulsed magnificently inside her willing body.

Later that evening at Club Submission

Matthew held Kelly possessively around the waist as he guided her toward the bar.

Todd came across to them as she slid elegantly onto a stool. “What can I get you, boss?” He had a cloth in his hand, and buffed the glossy black counter to a mirror-like shine as he spoke.

“Ask me again in five minutes.”

Todd looked puzzled but moved along the bar to serve someone else.

Matthew drew in a ragged breath. There was no going back now. He would lay his soul on the line for this lady. He pulled up a stool and sat down next to her. The sex they’d shared just a few short hours ago made everything finally click into place. Kelly was the perfect woman, and he loved her. She gave him exactly what he needed, her love and unconditional surrender, and in return he gave her the freedom to let go, and be true to herself. Feeling a little nervous, he took hold of her tiny hand and gently kissed each delicate finger in turn. He opened his mouth and then closed it again. Shit, this was harder than he’d imagined.

Don’t fuck this up, man.

“You were about to say,” she encouraged.

Matthew smiled, and then slowly raised his gaze to hers. Every single time, she took his breath away. Her beautiful silver eyes held him captive. He could no more look away than stop loving her.

He cleared his throat. “Listen, princess, I may be about to make a complete jackass of myself, but here goes.” He dipped into his pocket and pulled out the diamond cluster ring he’d bought just a few days ago.

Loving the startled gasp that flew from her lips, Matthew stared into her beautiful face. “Marry me”—he slipped the diamond engagement ring onto her slender finger—“make me the happiest man on earth, Kelly.”

“Oh, my, God. Oh, my, God. Matthew, it’s gorgeous.” He’d never seen her so happy and excited. Kelly jumped from the stool and flung her arms around him, making him feel like the proudest and luckiest guy on the planet.

When she looked at the ring on her finger, the facets caught the overhead light, making it sparkle like a thousand stars in the night sky. “I’m never going to take this off. Do you hear me? Never.” Her eyes glinted tearfully.

“Is that a yes, princess? Please say it is.”

“Yes, Matthew, yes. With all my heart and soul, yes. Nothing would make me happier than to be Mrs. Kelly Strong.” Her actions confirmed her words, when she gave him a huge kiss on the lips.

Feeling like the guy who’d just won the lottery, he called across the bar, “Hey, Todd, break open the champagne will you, a glass for everyone in the club, including yourself.” He turned and kissed Kelly full on the lips.