Unconditional (Masters and Mercenaries #5.5)(30)

“Harpy scream?”

He grinned at the offended tone. “Maybe that’s a little harsh, but you gave it to him good, baby.” Smack. Smack. Smack. “I liked you standing up to him. He needs it.”

“What about you, Sir? Do you need it?”

He was scared of how much he needed her. “I need you strong, baby. I need to know you can take everything I give you.” Smack. Smack. He ran a hand over her flesh, holding the heat in. One finger found the seam of her ass, and he moved it downward to test her *.

Scalding heat and a wet arousal greeted him. It had taken forever to get her hot before, but now that she knew what was waiting, her * softened up the minute he slapped her ass. Perfect little *. His *.

He shoved a finger high and deep inside her, rotating until he found the spot that got her moaning.

Her back arched. “Sir, it feels so good.”

“It’ll feel even better when I shove my cock in. How long has it been since you’ve had penetrative sex?”

Her head shook. “A long time. Uhm, at least two years.”

So she would be tight, but then he already knew that. He had to take it slow and easy, make it good for her, make her crave his sex as much as she’d come to need his discipline. “Stand up and turn around.”

“Yes, Sir.” Her lips were full, her face flushed. She was ready, but he was going to make her wait.

He’d figured out that Ashley needed something more than pure pleasure. She needed to be needed, too. “On your knees, baby. You said you wanted to learn how to suck my cock. I’m going to teach you.”

She sank to her knees, only crashing down slightly. She frowned, but he thought her clumsiness was part of her charm. She wasn’t a perfectly smooth woman who never had a hair out place. There was a cloud of chaos that seemed to follow her, and he enjoyed sorting through it all. She rearranged her legs, finding the proper position. “Sorry.”

He put a hand in her hair, burying it in the soft stuff. “Don’t be. I like you the way you are, love.”

She chuckled a little. “I thought the point of this was to change me.”

A frown settled on his face as he looked down at her. She didn’t understand at all. “No. I don’t want to change you. I like you. You’re sweet and kind. There’s nothing wrong with you. If you want, we’ll drop the homework and stuff. It’s not meant to change you. It’s meant to help you get what you want. Ashley, baby, I’m just here to help you be the best you, not to find a different you. If you want to become someone else, I’ll walk out the door right now because I won’t be a part of that.”

There was no way to miss the tears in her eyes. “Really?”

He leaned down and brushed his lips against hers. “Really. I never meant to make you think differently. But I do think you can learn discipline when it comes to your studies.”

A brilliant smile touched her lips. “I like our arrangement. It’s helping. But I do want to learn how to…how…” A flustered sigh came out of her mouth. “I want to be very good at sucking your cock, Sir.”

He groaned. “I want that, too. Unlace my leathers and take my cock in your hands.”

Discipline. Fuck, he was going to need it or he would spew come all over her the minute she touched him.

She fumbled a little with the ties on his leathers, but she seemed resolute. Her fingers weren’t shaking. Her eyes were firmly on the task in front of her as though she was really interested in what she was about to uncover.

It had been so long since he’d had honest desire from a woman. Because of his desire to avoid long-term attachments, he’d found himself spending the last several years with women who wanted him for his money or his connections. Ashley didn’t seem to care about either of those. She just wanted him, and that was the sexiest thing he’d seen in a long time.

But she was killing him. Slowly, so slowly, she unlaced him, her fingers working carefully. He wanted to rip the damn things open, set his dick free, and shove it in her mouth, but he couldn’t do that to her. So he stood there, his eyes nearly crossing from the wait. Finally she got the laces undone and folded the sides down, allowing his cock to spring free.

His ego took a big boost from the way her eyes widened and her mouth dropped open slightly.

“Wow. I didn’t expect you to be so big.”

“I’m really hard right now, love. Don’t make me laugh or you’ll get more than you expected. It’s going to be fine. As wet as you are, I’ll slide right in, but touch me first. I can’t wait to feel your hands on me.” He couldn’t be more honest than that. He knew some Doms allowed their subs to think they could take them or leave them, liked keeping a sub in a constant state of trying to please the Dom, but Ashley deserved to know how much he wanted her. “I might die if you don’t touch me.”

It seemed to be all she needed. She reached out and brushed her fingertips over him, causing his dick to jump and twitch. He saw the moment she realized her power over him. A little smile curled her mouth up and she sat straighter, confidence making her radiant. “I wouldn’t want you to die, Sir.”

Her small hand ran along his length and she stared at him as though she’d never had the chance to revel in the intimacy, and likely she hadn’t. From what he understood, her sexual encounters had been hurried affairs with no real thought to her pleasure. Her lover had been a selfish boy who hadn’t cared about his woman’s needs.