Chapter 24

CHAPTER 24

Trent

When Maureen wrapped her hand around my cock—as best she could through my pants—and those long-lashed sultry eyes pleaded at me, saying "I need you," I had to stifle a groan.

A full-body groan from my throat down to my cock. The responsible Dom side of me was waving red flags. Sometimes sex after a punishment was a very bad idea—something I would try to avoid, especially in a circumstance like this.

But her pleading for me to let her be mine just a little longer… that did it. Not only was my protective Daddy side coming out in full force, but my cock ached for her. I wanted this woman. What we had before, it wasn't enough, it was an amuse-bouche , and I needed a fucking meal. And here she was begging to feed me.

If it was anyone else, I would have said no. But it was Maureen, and I wanted to be her strength, her safe place, her Daddy. And I just plain wanted it. Maybe more than she did.

"Lie back," I commanded, my voice stern. If she wanted this, if she wanted me… then she was going to get me. "You're mine tonight," I growled.

"Yes…"

Her pause had me holding still, watching her. Instinct telling me whatever she was about to say was huge.

"Daddy."

A red-hot poker of desire rammed through me, burning through any remnants of restraint I held onto. I growled again, this time sounding feral―almost beast-like.

"Hands above your head," I said gruffly, grabbing her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, pinching lightly. "Daddy likes that. Call me that again."

"Daddy," she said on another gasp as I tweaked the hard bud in my fingers.

"Such a good, good, girl you are, Reenie."

I lowered, sucking her mildly punished nipple into my mouth. She gasped, her body squirming deliciously underneath my arm which was a band across her abdomen holding her in place.

My teeth dragged off her nipple and she moaned. Her fingers were tangled in the blanket above her. Her pale skin and bare breasts nearly glowed in the low light from the window, and I admired every part of her as if I needed to commit them to memory.

"Reenie, Reenie, my sweet Reenie, I've wanted you for so long. What shall I do first to show you just how much you belong to me?" Her supple, sweet mouth called like a siren song and I leaned down and took it. Took what was mine.

Sweeping my tongue inside her soft mouth, I tasted her. Maybe it was my imagination, but she tasted different this time. Softer, sweeter, more mild. Her moan and the way her hands reached for me, not to tug and demand but to cling to me, it was everything I had fantasized about. That didn't mean I wouldn't call her out for disobeying me though.

"Babygirl, Daddy likes your hands on me, but where did I tell you to keep them?"

Her eyes popped wide, but it wasn't a challenge in them like I feared. No, there was contrition, and admiration in them instead.

"I'm sorry, Daddy. I got caught up and forgot." Her hands instantly found their spot above her head.

"Let's not forget again, hmm? Daddy wants to pleasure you, not to punish you."

She quivered beneath me and I knew she was titillated by my words. Fuck, I was titillated by them.

"I will restrain you if I need to, baby, but I want you to show me your submission, so it's important you remember, yeah?"

She nodded, a needy moan passing her lips. "Yes, Daddy, you have my submission."

"Good girl. Now keep those hands there and open those legs for me. I need to taste you, I need to make you come on my tongue."

A whimper escaped her mouth as she obeyed me, opening her legs wide. I glanced at the pretty pink of her pussy lips and smiled.

"You're so pretty, babygirl." I brushed a hand over her mons, tickling the bare skin there, then spread her lips open for me. "Mm so wet," I commented as I gazed upon her slickness.

Moving lower on the bed, I nipped her inner thigh, grinning at her yelp. Her knee bent slightly in reaction but she instantly placed her leg back against the bed, keeping herself open for me.

"Mm," I groaned as I nuzzled my nose and lips between her folds. "My Reenie." My tongue darted out, a flick of it taunted her swollen clit. She gasped and a chuckle rumbled out of me as I kissed her there.

Her whimpering pants urged me on as I flicked my tongue against her tight little nub. Flick, flick, flick, a light swirl, a long lick with the flat of my tongue and then I sucked her greedy clit until she arched, shoving her needy cunt closer to my mouth.

"That's my girl," I crooned, and started all over again. "No coming yet, yeah? You hold on to that orgasm until I give you permission, yeah?" I went through the process again, only switching it up so she had no idea what was coming next.

"God, please, Daddy, I need to. I need release." Her hips twisted, her thighs so tense I knew she was fighting with all she had.

"Come without permission and I'll have to strap these sexy thighs."

"Oh, Daddy, please, I can't."

"You will."

Gasp, after gasp, she fought to hold back, and just when I knew she couldn't do it another second, I slid my finger inside her pussy and said, "Now, baby, now."

Her pussy clenched around my finger, so tight. And when it slowed, I used my tongue again, bringing forward more waves of pleasure.

"Oh, Daddy, it's sensitive, no more," she begged.

Sucking her clit into my mouth I clamped my lip-sheathed teeth around the bundle of nerves and clamped down. She exploded again, the spasms ramping anew.

Leaving her to stand at the end of the bed I removed my clothes. She didn't move from her starfish position but opened her eyes to watch. When my cock sprung free, her gaze instantly honed in.

"Daddy, May I?" Her words were demure and my cock lurched against my abdomen.

"On your knees," I demanded, chinning the spot in front of me. I wasn't sure I wouldn't fucking explode on her tongue the moment she touched me, but I wanted her there, at my feet, worshipping my cock.

On her knees, she looked up at me, those pretty lashes fluttering, she asked again, "Daddy, may I taste your cock?" She even licked her lips afterward, making my dick jump.

"You may suck Daddy's cock."

She took me in her hand, squeezing gently before her lips touched the tip in a featherlight kiss. My head fell back when she licked up my shaft with the flat of her tongue and swirled it around my head.

Groaning, I held myself still for her to once again use her tongue to lick me from stem to stern even though I wanted to grab her hair and fuck her mouth.

Patience, Trent, patience.

And then she slid me right down her throat. Fuck.

My spine tingled, and my balls tightened, and I didn't want it to go down like this. Grabbing her hair, I tugged her up. She looked a little shocked.

"No more," I said sternly and planted a hot kiss on her mouth. "I'm going to fucking bury myself in you now. So deep you won't know where you end and I begin." Spinning her, I pushed her over the bed. With a smack to her red ass, I encouraged her up onto the mattress. "Up, baby, up and on your knees."

She climbed onto the bed as I commanded, and I shoved her shoulders down. "Ass up." Again, she obeyed. "Still okay without a condom?" I asked, pressing myself at her hot wet entrance.

"Yes, Sir."

Fuuuck.

And I didn't hold back any longer, I took her. I buried myself deep, waited a second for her to adjust to the size of me, and then, pistoning my hips, I rode her hard. Our flesh clapped and her hot ass reminded every time I went deep, that she was mine.

I did this until she was crying out in pleasure or maybe partly in pain. I didn't know. I only knew by the movement of her own hips, she wanted this as much as I did. And then, as quickly as I started, I stopped.

Leaning forward, I kissed her sweetly on her shoulder, nuzzling against her with my nose. Reaching around to cup her mound, I let my middle finger part her open so I could rub and fondle her clit. Moving my hips in the same rhythm, I rocked us slower with purpose, enjoying every sensation.

She wept my name as I cradled her ass with my hips, my cock stroking long, deep, and slow.

"That's my sweet, sweet, Reenie. I love you. Do you know that? Do you know how long I've loved you? After tonight, no matter what, always remember that."

Her little mewls of pleasure stopped and I brushed her hair off her neck to kiss her there.

She reached up and placed her hand on my face. "I love you. I never let myself love anyone, but god, I love you."

I didn't want to let her finish in case she added "at least for tonight," so I rocked us a little faster until her breath was catching.

"Come, Reenie, come on my cock."

And just as my own orgasm started tingling at the base of my spine, she came with my name on her lips. And I followed suit, spilling my seed inside her in long hot spurts.

"Fuck, I love you," I said rising so I could roll her over to face me. My mouth on hers, I swallowed her reply, kissing every last thought from her.

Trent

I rolled over onto my side to look at her, stretched and groaned. "That was… incredible. It was everything. And you were… you were amazing."

And she had been. So sweet, demure, sexy... submissive. Probably the most perfect submissive partner I'd ever had.

And even though I'd loved every minute of it, it was fucking with my brain. Hard. Making me want things I knew I shouldn't. Tonight would forever live in my spankbank memory, but I had to get things back to normal between us. For both our sakes.

Taking a deep breath and forcing myself into a reality I didn't want to be in, I forced a smile as I looked down at her. I opened my mouth to say something, anything that would get us back to the place that we'd been in before tonight happened.

But she didn't look like Maureen, the confident, sexy as sin, sweet-as-sugar, fierce-as-fuck woman I was used to seeing. She looked… completely different. And what came out instead was, "I'm not gonna lie. I could die happy if I could see you on your knees every day for me. On your knees, over mine… your ass reddening under my hand. I'm going to remember this night forever."

Well, it wasn't the way I'd planned to put things back to normal, but that would do it. I'd be lucky if she didn't run out of here in the next few seconds.

She didn't jump up and start looking for her clothes though. She didn't flinch. She didn't even move. Not even a muscle. Instead, she drew a deep breath, closed her eyes and opened them again, to look up at me through her thick lashes. "I think…" She paused and drew another deep breath. "I think I could die happy getting on my knees for you every day. Or over your knees. And you know…" She blushed. "Any of that other stuff."

And then I stopped breathing. My heart very literally skipped a beat. I craned my neck, and bent my upper half to get a better, more scrutinizing look at her. When she met my gaze, her eyes shone with the strength I was used to seeing from her. But there was something else as well. I sat all the way up and grabbed her hands in mine. "Are you… are you saying… are you thinking…?" I gulped hard. "Do you think you might be… a switch now?"

Her eyes met mine, shining with something else entirely now. "Only for you, Daddy. Only for you."