Teaching Bailey (8 page)

             
I wish this would never end.

             
“What would like to do now?”  His question startled her. 

             
“You know what I want.”  She whimpered, running her nose along his neck.  Her tongue, finding her brave gene, began darting out, tasting him.  She wanted to devour him now.  He tasted of a salty sweetness that only added to the arousal between her legs.

             
“Naughty little sub.”  He chuckled, quickly flipping her over.  “Are your feet touching the ground now?”  He smiled down at her.

             
She wrapped her legs around his hips, placing her feet flat against his ass.  She smiled wickedly, “No, Sir.  They are on your ass.”

             
He laughed loudly this time.  The vibrations of his laugh against her chest and nipples caused her nipples to strain against him.

             
Her breathing was beginning to increase, she felt her heart pound against her chest.  She longed for him to fill her again.  To kiss her.  To touch her in a way that she never imagined before.  She would give him anything now. 

             
She was so lost in her thoughts, she hadn’t noticed him shimmying down him pants, until she felt the tip of his head at her erection.  She tilted her hips, trying to get closer, but he only shook his head.

             
“Do you trust me completely now?”

             
She didn’t hesitate.  She smiled whole heartedly knowing the answer.  “Yes, Sir.”

             
“Will you fully submit to me now?”  His brow raised, his lips curled at the corners.

             
“Yes, Sir.  I do.  Completely.” 

             
Quickly he had her hips and twisted
her over onto her abdomen, hoisting her ass high in the air.  His fingers thrust quickly inside her cunt, in and out.  Showing no mercy.  He rubbed her clit a few times and then began rubbing her juices over her anus.  Her body never tensed, twitched, only one thought coming to mind. 
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Chapter Eight

One Year Later

              “To the bride and groom!”  Everyone smiled, holding up their champagne glasses and taking sips.

             
“Mrs. Stevens.”  Cole smiled, clinking his glass to hers.

             
Bailey smiled.  She couldn’t believe it.  One week with him had led to her happily ever after.  She never made it to the school.  She didn’t need to.  Cole had proved to be quite the instructor at home.  There were times where he brought her right on the edge of using her safeword, and then knowing her body and her so well, he would back off on his own. 

             
He had gotten her to open up about her abusive father, the murder of her best friend, and even convinced her to use the money left from her dead father to help those of abusive situations.

             
He had lifted a weight from her that no other could have done.              

             
“I love you.”  She whispered.

             
“I love you, Mrs. Stevens.”

             
“Are you going to keep calling me that?”  She smiled.

             
“It has a nice ring to it.”  His mouth came crashing down on hers.  And she took what he gave her, submitting to him.  Forever and Always.

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His mouth tenderly kissed from her lips to her jaw, slowly to her ear, and down her neck. His lips and tongue teased her in the exact places she wanted to feel him. From her neck to her clavicle, to her sternum, to her left breast.

    
He tugged at her nipple with his teeth through her clothes, sending a surge of pure pleasure to the apex between her legs. She felt herself gush bodily fluids into her panties and her body clench tight. His hands and mouth followed every demand her mind unknowingly made.

    
I pray this is what heaven is like and if it is, take me there now.

    
His hands gripped her top and slowly pulled it up over her head. Her breath hitched from the sudden force of her chest to his chest. His mouth back on hers demanding forcefully what he wanted now. And what he wanted and what she wanted was the exact same thing.

    
For the first time her mind went blank and just felt what he was doing to her. She felt her body react further to him and it was completely and totally delicious. She thought about her insecurities and for a moment she thought that she should be nervous, but as he stepped back and stared at her body, she wasn't.

    
Strangely enough the longer he stared at her, the more she saw his eyes darkened, the sexier she felt.

    
His eyes locked with hers again. She realized that they had gone black. Black and full of lust. In a blur he was pulling her body to his. Her body was full of uncontrolled feeling. She couldn't get a grip on them. Her hands reached for him filling his body.  Gliding down his arms to his biceps feeling the muscular curves.  Enjoying the feel of his sexy arms.

    
Down to his forearms and back up across his chest. She felt the muscles in his chest beneath his black T-shirt. She wanted to taste them there.

    
He pulled away from her smiling, gripping his shirt; he quickly discarded it to the floor. She fought to keep her jaw off the floor as she glared at his incredibly, deliciously sculpted body. Bodies like his were made to make mouth like hers water, she thought. To put on a billboard somewhere for all lusting women to see.

    
Suddenly she felt as if she was suffering from a run of supra ventricular tachycardia, when he dropped to his knees in front of her and gripped the band of her skirt.  His thumbs latched under the band and with his eyes burning right through her, he slowly slid them down her legs, taking her panties with them. Thank God she had taken care of all of her grooming needs before leaving the house.

    
He wasted no time before his thumb spread her open; his mouth claimed her throbbing, swollen clit. Her knees jerked, her legs trembled. She could feel her orgasm almost there at an intense and embarrassing fast rate.

    
She felt her body tense and then her knees buckled and her legs were out from under her and he held her tugging and sucking her nipple as her body shuddered and quivered with release.

    
Her eyes remained closed as the last ripples of ecstasy ran through her.  Then she could feel him moving with her. The feel of cool silk sheets against her back told her she was now in his bed.

    
"Open your eyes Taylor." She could hear the excitement in his voice as he spoke to her. "Do you trust me Taylor?"

    
She didn't know why or how she did after only meeting him and especially after his admission of his gifts. "Yes." She breathed.

    
"Promise me, no matter what you see, you won't be frightened. Trust that I won't hurt you. Can you do that?" She immediately noticed the rise of his anxiety.

    
"I promise."
God I promise.
I'll do anything just don't
stop touching me.

    
He chuckled. She didn't care that she just begged him in her mind and he heard every bit of it.

    
"You want to see what else I can do?" A devilish smile appeared on his lips and she was enticingly intrigued to know a lot more about him.

    
"Yes." And then she felt it.
Oh my God how are you doing that?

    
She could feel the muscles tightened around her body.  Sweetness erupting through her as she experienced the most intense, spectacular orgasm ever.  Her back arched up, her head and bottom dug into the coolness of the sheets. Her breathing had completely stopped as she held it.

    
She gasped for breath as she felt the tug of her nipple. "Breathe baby, breathe or I won’t let you come like that again." She didn't know how she forced herself to breathe but she did, knowing she wanted him to do whatever he had just done again and again and again.

    
She heard her lungs breathe in, and then saw him smile.  Hook, line and sinker came to mind as she realized at this moment, she would do anything he asked of her in or out of the bed.  And he knew it.

    
He stood as she watched. Her mouth began to water as he unzipped his pants and slid them down. Gray boxer briefs were all that was left. His cock was hard and seeing the impressive outline of it made her lungs fill with the air surrounding her again.

    
His thumb gripped his impossibly any sexier underwear and slid them down allowing his fully erect sex to spring to life in front of her. He was enticingly large and she felt her own eagerness growing by the second. She slowly blinked and when her eyes opened he was in front of her. On the bed with her.

    
She couldn't bear it any longer and placed her mouth to his. The way he kissed her was so familiar to her. Just like, just like Chase. Her heart began to tighten. The knot reappeared in her stomach. Tears invaded her eyes. And once again she froze. Opening her eyes looking at him as he watched her and then slowly smiled.

    
"I can make it go away." His mouth was heavily on hers and suddenly she couldn't remember why she had tears in her eyes. Again she felt a nice little tickle to her brain.

    
Her anticipation was growing and she wanted him deep inside her. She wanted him thrusting upon the oh so sweet spot hidden there.

    
Again, she burst into sweet intense eruptions of pure ecstasy. Another orgasm tore its way through her body and she had no choice but to accept it, feel it, and enjoy it.

    
"Patience." Is all he said to her as his mouth moved down her neck. His teeth nipping at her nipples causing a surge of electricity to shoot straight to her core. She felt pain with it but yet pleasant and she welcomed more of it. His hand and fingers dug into her waist, squeezing her tightly.

    
Strange feelings overcame her. She could no longer feel one mouth and one set of hands on her. She could now feel several mouths, several hands, and several tongues teasing her. Taunting the nerve endings that suddenly awakened from the coma like state they had been in.

    
She wanted to open her eyes because she felt as they were not alone but they wouldn't open. She was almost too scared to see if there was really someone else there with them. And yet she didn't want this feeling to end either.

    
"It
's
just us my sweet. Enjoy it. Keep your mind open and enjoy it."

    
Okay, enjoy it.
I can do that.
Another one of your gifts I assume.

    
One mouth was on her left nipple teasing and tugging. Applying pressure to the point of pain but making her crave more. She felt the tongue teasing her abdomen, her navel. Hands massaged her thighs. Teeth nipped at her hip.

    
"I bet you taste as good as your smell." He murmured. She heard his chuckle knowing he had just heard her thought.
You had your tongue from my head to my toes. You know how I taste. You tell me.
But somehow she couldn't help think that chuckle didn't sound like she was taking it.

    
"Mm-mm,,,"  The feeling of a finger inside surprised her, making her eager for more of it. She felt herself building again. She didn't want to come this time without him in her.

    
"In time, take it, enjoy it, and allow this to happen. I do this for you."

    
"But I want to do this with you. Please." She begged him. But silently she knew he knew the real reason. She was greedily waiting for him inside her. She wanted to feel him filling her. The stretching of her body to accommodate his magnificent size.  The sweet sensation of G Spot stimulation.

    
"Oh my Sweet, Sweet Taylor. Raise your legs for me." She felt giddy.
Yes!
  She wanted to scream out.

    
Her mind went to another place when she felt him testing her. He slid himself in slowly and then back out. Again he repeated his torture. And all at once he filled her completely.

    
"Oh my God!" She screamed out.
Oh, I can't do this. I wasn't ready for this. I thought I could.
She began to panic. He was too large for her and she hadn't been with anyone in over six years. She hadn’t even had the urge to have sex until now.
Stupid idea, stupid body, stupid urge, greedy ignorant Goddess of mine.  Shut up Taylor!  This isn’t your first time.  Be a big girl.  You know how it works? 
She scorned herself.

    
She could feel her body responding to his size. The pain turned from sharp to just a slight burn as he moved in and out of her. His thumb on her swollen clit moving rapidly in circles as he moved in and out of her. The burning quickly fading to pleasure.

    
He started to move in a perfect rhythm. She wanted more. So he gave it.

    
"Harder still." She begged for more now that only pleasure was being felt. "Please give me all that you have." And he did.  Just like he was sent here to pleasure her everyone need. She had immediately, like a flip of a switch, gone from she can’t do this, to give me more.

    
He balanced himself on his elbows and his weight on her was wanted. She was close again, body achingly close. She tried to fight off the urge wanting to wait for him.

    
"Let go. Accept this."

    
Her head was spinning as she let go and allowed yet another mind altering orgasmic rush. She felt herself tremble and shake uncontrollably beneath him as he kissed her through it. She felt herself spasm and tighten then burst around his cock that was stilled and buried deep inside her.

    
"Taylor, promise me no matter what you see next you won't freak out. You won't leave without letting me explain first."

    
"I promised that already." She giggled. She didn't understand why he was so nervous when he had nothing to be nervous about and she could assure him of that.

    
He began to move in a rapidly, growing, thrusting rhythm. He groaned into her ear and she loved the sound of it. He pounded deeper and deeper inside of her still. She felt his body tighten and suddenly thrust himself up, locking his elbows while throwing his head back.

    
"I want to see your eyes." She pleaded with him. She wanted to see the pleasure that he was now feeling. She wanted to see a reflection of her own desire in his eyes.

    
His head dropped, his eyes opened and she couldn't believe what she was seeing. There was no way. She wasn't seeing this. She tried to back out from underneath him but he held her in place. She gave it everything she had to move him, but he didn't budge and it didn't appear that he was having any problems keeping her beneath them.

    
"Let me go." She watched as his eyes softened again. Each time he blinked his eyes had changed colors.

    
"Taylor, you promised me you would let me explain. Don't do this I beg you!"

    
"No, let me go!" She was forceful, throwing the words at him.

     "Then you leave me no choice." He shook his head.

    
"What's that supposed to mean? Tell me!" Now for the first time, she felt his words as a threat and fear replaced every motion she had been feeling.

    
"I can do more than read your mind, feel your emotions and give you mind blowing orgasms. I can do this as well." She watched as he began to smile and she could feel her anger and fear leaving her yet again. With that same familiar little tickle, a peaceful feeling settled down on top of her, bleeding its way deep into her soul.  And all the emotions that were just coming from seeing red eyes were now gone, fading away to nothing more than just a memory.

    
"How did you do that?" She had to know. It was amazing but her inquisitive mind needed answers. She no longer cared that his eyes were red, she only wanted to know how he made her feel so wonderfully alive. The feeling she had not felt in such a long time now being resurfaced by a new mystery man.