Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 94076 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94076 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
He pushes me under again. This time, I take a bigger breath and keep it. I seal my mouth shut as the pool swallows me whole.
I let myself go limp in his grip. My lungs are full and buoyant, so I can enjoy floating in the liminal space between light and shadow, with my hair a dark cloud swirling above my head. The spike of fear is followed by acceptance.
I reach out and place my hands on the front of his thighs. I’m not clawing for air but seeking connection. His muscles are so large I can’t grip them. I rest my palms and let the contact calm me. I could stay here forever, suspended with his firm hand collaring my neck.
He lets me up before my air runs out. I let myself sway, passive in his arms.
“Good girl. I love how you submit to me.” He hoists me up, steadying me against him with his hands under my buttocks. I tighten my legs around his waist. “You okay?”
I nod, and he presses his forehead against mine, peering into my eyes.
“Oh yeah, you are. You’re already at peace.” He rocks me a little. “You did a bad thing, coming here to meet St. James. But you can make it up to me. Okay?”
“Okay.” It’s so easy, giving into him. And wonderful. Why would I fight?
“Good.” He sets me down and offers his hand to me. “Dig your nails into my palm.” I do it, confused. My nails leave red marks on his skin. “That’s it. That’s your safe word for this, understand?” He sets my hands on top of my head, keeping my fingers tucked in his palm. “On your knees and open your mouth for me.”
Rex
I don’t push her down this time. I don’t have to. She folds her legs and slides under the water herself. I exert the slightest pressure on her head to keep her under. Her fingers remain lax in my palm.
With one hand on her head and the other on my cock, I guide her face to my groin.
We’ve never done this before. I was looking forward to training her to suck me the way I like, but the mere brush of her lips was enough to make sensations shoot up my spine. Her lips latch onto the head, tightening with delicious suction. I rock my hips forward, seeking more of her mouth. Her tongue swirls along the underside of my dick, and my knees almost buckle.
All too soon, I have to pull her up to take a breath. She gasps, mouth open. Her mascara streams in black trails down her cheeks. I take my hand off her head to swipe my thumb through the proof of her submission. She keeps her hands where I put them.
“You like that?” I ask, and she nods. “You’re doing so well. No hands, now, remember.”
She sinks down and seeks out my dick herself. I give myself over to pleasure, letting her explore me with her tongue.
Every so often, I tug her up to check on her. She resists at first as if she doesn’t want to take a break for air.
I let her choose how deep to take me until my balls tighten, and I know I’m close.
I pull her up one last time, noting her blown pupils. The puffiness of her lips. The water droplets clinging to the tips of her black lashes and the way they sparkle like diamonds.
“Last time. Relax your throat.” I wait for her assent and shove her down. I take control, maneuvering her head onto my cock, and forcing her up and down. She grips my hand, and I pause to make sure she’s not invoking her safe word. But she thrusts her head forward on her own and swallows me down like a pro.
My orgasm sparks. My muscles tighten until I feel like I’m going to shatter. At the last second, I grit my teeth and pull her off me.
“Did I do it?” She’s shaking, gasping. “Did I do good?”
“You did so good.” I claim her lips, and she kisses me back so sweetly, panting into my mouth. My dick throbs, the pain so perfect it feels good. “You please me.”
I scoop her up and carry her out of the pool, laying her out on a lounge chair. There’s a white robe hanging off the end, and I rip off the sash and use it to tie her arms above her head.
The sight of her tied up like a sacrifice almost brings me to my knees. It’s beautiful how she allows me to wreck her. She takes what I give her and still desires more. Her chest surges. She stares at my cock, her lips parted.
I fist myself, giving myself a few strokes until tingles spread through me.
“I’m going to mark you,” I tell her as I stroke myself closer toward my climax. “And I want you to wear my possession on your skin.”