My Addiction (Club Desire #2)(37)

A small sliver of jealousy wormed its way into her as she wondered how many subs he had at his home dungeon. After all, he was only in L.A. on business. She bit back the question and pushed all thoughts of Master Dex pleasuring his other subs to the side.

He paused for a minute to add more of the liniment. “Get used to it.” He ran his fingers over the back of her knee, laughing when she squirmed. “A Dom should take care of his sub, and ensure her well-being both on and off the dungeon floor.” He continued his erotic assault on her senses as he paid special attention to a few of the more sensitive places the tails had struck between her upper thighs. She bit her lip against the desire to beg him to keep moving higher toward her aching core.

“I sent you that text to make sure you hadn’t had sub drop after I left.” The concern in his voice was unmistakable, and it sent a swirl of warmth through her chest. With every passing moment, she had to admit that she already cared for this wonderful man.

Kate swallowed hard as his hands continued their advance over her skin. “I wished you would’ve come inside with me when you dropped me off earlier, to complete what we didn’t during our scene, but I don’t think that amounts to sub drop, does it?”

A low laugh rumbled in his chest. “No. But I’m here now.” He slid his slick hand higher between her thighs and she gasped as his fingers brushed against her sensitive labia.

She opened her thighs wider, giving him full access to her *, then she reached up to grab the edge of her headboard, wishing her wrists were restrained while he teased her. Although this was already a damned erotic scenario as it was.

Dex slid his finger along her slit and she whimpered as she bucked against the bed, wanting more.

“Please,” she begged, not caring how needy she sounded.

Dex slid one thick finger slowly inside her, and she sucked in a breath at the amazing sensation. Her body immediately clamped around him and he worked the finger in and out of her, letting her buck against the bed to try to take him deeper. “Still not enough?” he asked with mirth in his voice.

Damn the man for teasing her. But it was such delicious teasing, she couldn’t stay irritated over it. “You know I want more.”

“How would I know that, Kate?” he asked, his voice dripping with fake innocence and laughter.

“You read me too damned well to not know. I want you to f*ck me. Please, Master Dex,” she added, remembering he was her Dom and not just a boyfriend she had brought home.

“If I hadn’t just spent all that time massaging your flogged areas, you might deserve a good spanking for that tone, but as it is, we’ll have to find something else to teach you manners.”

She bit her lip, but pushed out, “Yes, sir. I’m sorry, sir.”

He laughed. “We aren’t in a scene, Kate. I was teasing you. Although I think once you’re healed, you might very well enjoy a good spanking as punishment for some future infraction.” He slid his finger out of her slick core, leaving her feeling even more empty and aching with need than before. He went back to massaging her inner thighs, but steered well clear of her slit.

She squirmed, bucking her hips toward his hand. “Don’t stop. I want more of you inside me.”

His hand advanced again, and this time he slid two fingers inside, stretching her slightly. The delicious sensation made her moan. “Yes,” she hissed, closing her eyes as he slowly thrust his fingers fully in and out. While it felt incredible, it wasn’t enough, not nearly enough.

“Master Dex. I need your cock. I’m going insane here.”

Dex’s warm breath feathered against the oversensitized skin on the backs of her thighs and her eyes slid closed as another moan broke from her.

“I’m not finished massaging yet. We’ll discuss the rest once I’m done.”

She opened her mouth to protest, but stopped short. She couldn’t complain about more massaging, and he did leave the rest open for discussion.

Both thick fingers slid out, and her internal muscles had started to relax, when the fingers returned, but different. It took her a moment to realize that Dex had flipped his hand over so his palm faced down toward the bed.

Confused, she bunched her brows until he curved his fingers forward and rubbed a sensitive spot that ripped a gasp from her, and left her panting, as he continued the slow assault.

“Don’t forget to breathe.” The continued firm massage of the area made her squirm and moan.

As her body tightened, and the sensation of impending orgasm slowly neared, understanding dawned.

G-spot.

It had always taken her longer to come without flogging or some other type of play. She knew generally where that magic spot was located, and had tried to find it on her own several times, but apparently Master Dex’s longer fingers had found the elusive patch of nerves immediately.

He alternately thrust deep inside her and then massaged the sensitive patch until she was riding his fingers and bucking her hips against the bed as an orgasm built to epic proportions inside her.

“Do you like that?”

“God, yes,” she bit out, grabbing her headboard in a death grip while she rode his hand.

Dex drove her higher and higher until she wasn’t sure if she could take much more. Rolling waves of pleasure swirled through her body, building in intensity until she was sure she would implode, every atom disintegrating right here on her bed.