“Is it on your limits list?”
“No. I’m actually interested.”
“Excellent.” He released one nipple and skimmed his hand down her belly to find her heat. “Open your legs. For me. And keep them spread apart. Don’t deny your Dominant.”
Everything in her yielded to him.
He played with her pussy, teasing her to the very edge of an orgasm, and then he pulled away, leaving her shaking.
If she wasn’t still holding on to him, she wasn’t sure she could stand up. “Jacob!”
“Hmm?” He knew exactly what he was doing and seemed totally unconcerned. “Let’s get you to the suspension structure so that you can earn that orgasm.”
“You’re such a damn Dom.”
“Sounds like a complaint.” This time, there was a hint of a tease in his voice, another new side of him.
Finding connection in a way she hadn’t expected, she responded in kind. “It was more of an observation, Sir.”
“An observation?”
“A proper submissive doesn’t complain. She simply tries to please her Dominant.”
“Exactly as I thought.” He left her again and returned with a length of rope.
The sight of the sturdy bright-pink silk left her riveted. The color was arresting, and no doubt it would be the stuff of her future fantasies.
“Hold it for me.”
She accepted the strand, and then he led her to the metal structure. Then, after studying her, he raised the top bar a couple of inches.
In less than a minute, her wrists were tied together and secured above her head. Fortunately he’d been kind and allowed her to keep her feet flat on the floor.
“Now spread your legs as far apart as possible.”
With speed that attested to his skill with ropes, he had her completely at his mercy in no time at all. Nervousness crashed against her arousal, leaving her reeling.
He left her for a moment while he took out a metal box, then plugged in the violet wand and tucked the conduction pad inside the waistband of his jeans, which meant he didn’t need the toy. He intended to use his body to electrify hers.
When he turned on the machine and tested it, the unmistakable sparking hum made her jump. She shrank back and tugged against her bonds. Not surprisingly, he hadn’t left her much room to wiggle around.
“I have it on the lowest setting. Ready?”
For a moment, she considered using her safe word. But she told herself she could try it once. If she hated it, they wouldn’t have to continue.
Opting for bravery, she nodded. “I’m a little apprehensive.”
“Understood.” He brushed two fingers between her breasts. “How’s that?”
“Like…tiny bubbles.” It was so light she was barely aware of it.
He touched both of her nipples, and absolute pleasure caused them to tighten immediately.
“Oh God. That’s magnificent.”
“Let’s try a little more intensity.”
When she didn’t object, he adjusted the setting. This time, when he skimmed her nipples, she cried out from pleasure. She never wanted this to stop.
Keeping contact with her, making her twitch from the little pulses, he moved behind her. He tormented her whole body—shoulders, breasts, ribs, belly. Determinedly he started over, from the top, trailing down her arms, then her sides, before zapping her buttocks, electrifying her.
Jacob crouched to electrify her legs, down to her ankles, before moving back up the insides of her thighs.
Instinctively she pulled away as he neared her most delicate spot, but the ropes caught, holding her prisoner. “Jacob…” She angled her head but couldn’t make eye contact. “Sir?”
“Hmm?” But instead of stopping, he brushed his hand over her pussy.
The energy rocked through her. Instantly she became more aroused than she’d ever been. When he did it again, she whimpered. “I need…” God. She wanted sex. Had to have him.
But he was nowhere close to being finished with her.
When perspiration dotted her body, he left her only long enough to switch out the violet wand for a flogger with short falls. And he turned up the music, seeming to make the floor vibrate. Or maybe that was a residual effect of the electromagnetics.
For a few moments, Elissa allowed her eyes to close, and she was barely aware of his footsteps when he returned to stand behind her.
He swept her hair to one side and stroked a finger across her nape. “Are you doing okay, fair Elissa?”
She was. “Yes, Jacob.”
“Ready for more?” He placed the strands of the flogger on her shoulder, then eased them back, igniting a promise of pleasure.
“I’m already in a submissive stupor.”
“Good.” He kissed the side of her neck. “Should we stop?”
“No.” Not ever.
Her body chilled when he released her. Almost instantly he was in front of her, in all his Dominant magnificence. His powerful legs were spread, and he was still fully dressed, including his hand-tooled cowboy boots. Maybe she should have asked him to release her and take her to bed.
She expected him to begin the flogging, but he didn’t. Instead, he pleasured her breasts and pussy until she writhed against him.
“I love seeing you so needy.”
“May…” Damn, she wanted to come, but she knew he was finding pleasure in denying her. “I’m on the edge, Sir.”
“Your eyes reveal all of your reactions. You can’t hide anything.” He lowered his hand. “Even your frustration. You’ll come when I give you my permission.”
She clamped her lips together so she didn’t say anything else.
“Your brains match your beauty.”
Then, taking a step back, he flicked the flogger across one of her breasts. She sighed. As a Dominant, he met her every need. She’d never been with a man who intuitively read her the way he did.
In total trust, she relaxed in her bonds, turning herself over to him.
Each thuddy stroke from the thick falls was everything she could have hoped for, the pain both blunt and welcome.
He was a master. Her Master.
She had no idea how long he kissed her body with the whip; all she knew was that she was lost in the reverberation of music, of whimpers. The tears clinging to her lashes were from happiness and release, and she was soaring, dancing in a place where only pleasure existed.
He placed the handle of the flogger against her clit and rubbed hard. When he spoke, his voice reached her from a distance, compelling and commanding. “Tell me what you want. Ask for it.”
Over and over, he teased her, making her beg.
An eternity later, he yielded. “That’s it. You’ve earned it. Come for me, fair Elissa. Come.”
With a scream, she spiraled, letting go as the orgasm rocked her.
She rode wave after wave as he fucked her with his hand, wringing climax after climax from her, the last so intense that she tipped back, exhausted, with nothing left to give.
Jacob moved behind her to pull her body back against his. The steel of his erection pressed against her, making her woozy, delirious with desire.
Without her consciously being aware of it, he somehow managed to unfasten her wrists. “Wrap your arms around yourself.”
Once she had enough awareness, she did. And then he rubbed her biceps, helping circulation to return.