Just One Taste (Topped #2)(35)

Of all the things she’d done, leaving him out of the situation with the handsy diner was the one he hated the most. He needed to be needed. He craved it. Even from his friends, he wanted to be the one they called when they needed a hand. It was something that had been bred into him by his parents, or perhaps he’d simply been born that way, but the idea of a woman he cared for, one he was responsible for, being in trouble and not calling him made him ache inside.

So his cock had to wait.

He broke off the kiss, though he didn’t push her away yet. He loved the silky feel of her naked body against his. The woman should never wear clothes. She was soft and feminine and so f*ckable, he was going to die if he didn’t get inside her soon. He’d thought it was rough before. He’d thought waiting and being patient had been a trial. Now that he knew what she looked like, how wet her * could get, how her nipples felt against his chest…this was a special ring of hell. “Go on, baby. Go to the spanking bench and find a comfortable position. I need access to your ass.”

Her face tilted up and her eyes widened. He could never let her know how those eyes kicked him in the gut every time she looked at him with that innocent stare of hers. “More spanking?”

She would like that. Despite being a newbie, she had a nice threshold for pain. He was certain she’d found a happy, floaty place while he’d worked her over. “No and don’t question me again. Go.”

She turned and he watched as she scurried over to the spanking bench. That woman jiggled in all the right places. Damn, but he wanted her. There was no reason he shouldn’t have her after he’d done his very best to remind her of the rules.

He watched as she settled herself awkwardly onto the bench before moving back to where he’d lain out everything he would need. While Sean had taken his time sending Deena up, Eric had prepped for their play. He found it soothing to wash and prep all the toys he’d purchased for her. Especially the very nice butt plug she was about to become acquainted with. Yes, he was going to enjoy this. Patience was the better way to go.

She would require all of this because even though she was submitting so very nicely tonight, he knew the battle wasn’t over. She might have accepted him as her Dom for the time being, but she had demons he was going to have to battle to get her to accept him as more than a lover.

He moved carefully, taking his time despite the ache in his groin. He was well aware she would have welcomed him a few moments before. If he’d pressed her, she would have spread her legs and allowed him inside her, but he needed more from her, needed to teach her that she wasn’t a casual lay to him. She was everything. He unrolled the small anal plug. He picked up the lube and strode back over to her.

“Sweetheart, have you ever taken a plug before?” He knew the answer, but he wanted to see her reaction.

“What?” She nearly came off the bench.

He put a hand on her back, keeping her down. Yes, that had been priceless. Maybe he was more of a sadist than he thought. He’d adjusted the bench to the height he wanted her at. Her pink ass was up in the air, her * on display as well. She’d settled her legs and arms on the rests and her generous breasts hung from either side of the bench. All her pretty parts ready for him to play. “Do I need to tie you down?”

He felt a shudder go through her.

“I can be still. I don’t know about the plug thing though.”

“Baby, how am I ever going to f*ck your tiny little * if we don’t open you up a bit? You said you were open to anal sex. This is the first step. You’ll accept my plug and you’ll wear it for the rest of the party. You won’t take it out until I drive you home and take it out for you. For the next couple of weeks, you’ll wear it for several hours a day. I’ll move you up in size until you can handle my cock.”

“But what about work days?”

“It’s fine because I’ll pick you up on the days we work together and you can work your shift with a plug in your ass. When the shift is done, I’ll remove it and reward you. For every day you successfully keep the plug in, you get to pick your treat. Whether it’s a dinner you want me to cook, a task you need me to provide, or if you want me to eat your * until you scream, that’s what you’ll get.”

It was all a part of slowly moving into her life. He would make it a game. She wouldn’t see how necessary he’d become until it was too late. He had to be sneaky with her.

“If I take the plug, which I am terribly afraid of right now, will you make…will you have sex with me?”

Oh, she’d gotten it right the first time, but he wasn’t going to play semantics with her. “If you think for a second that you’re leaving this room without taking my cock, you don’t understand how much I want you. Every second I’m not inside you is pure hell.”

She seemed to settle down. Yes, she was so very afraid. Manipulative brat. “I do trust you. And I do want you, Eric. Sir. It’s been a very long time for me and I’ll be honest, sex wasn’t something I was good at before. Maybe the plug will make the difference. Maybe all I needed was a piece of lubed-up plastic shoved up my butthole. I don’t know, but I’m willing to give it a shot.”

“I’m so glad to hear it.” He couldn’t help the smile that slid across his face. The woman made him laugh. It was one of the first things he’d noticed about her. He smiled so much more when she was around. “This is going to be a bit cold.”