Claimed for the Master's Pleasure (Guilty Pleasures #5)(27)
“This is what happens to naughty girls who think they can just disappear.” He pounded his cock into her moist warmth. “Their Master will always f*ck them severely.” He filled her again. “Do you understand?”
“Yes, yes, I deserve to be punished, Sir. Please, harder.”
He rammed his erect penis home hard again, feeling her * clamp down along his entire length. He loved the way their sweat-covered stomachs touched as he slid fully inside, filling her again and again with his prick. Lia cried out, her body arched rigid. Her beautiful bound breasts flexed and quivered in their rope bindings as a monumental orgasm overwhelmed her senses. He looked down between their intimately joined bodies, watching her stomach undulate with orgasmic spasms. Her * squeezed and teased his cock, demanding its potent contents be inside her. He felt the semen being pulled up his shaft until her cunt had sucked him dry. It was the most incredible, intense release he’d ever experienced. When he came, his explosive climax spilled into her with three bursts of pure pleasure.
Jake rested his forehead against hers as he caught his breath. Christ he’d f*cked her hard, and she’d taken it. She’d reveled in it, playing her role as the pleading sub to perfection. Now he knew he’d truly found a woman on the same wavelength as him. He lifted his head and looked into her beautiful green eyes. Her breathing was still heavy. He tenderly stroked a hand through her damp blonde hair, gently brushing it away from her face. Her mouth parted in open invitation and he smoothed a thumb over her plump lips. Finally he found enough breath to speak.
“You were stunning, princess.” He knew he was falling in love with her.
He carefully untied her bound wrists, and they both fell exhausted onto the soft mattress. He scooped her into his arms and pulled her further onto the bed.
“How are your wrists, princess?” He began gently massaging them, restoring her circulation. Lia just lay there, dazed and quiet.
“Is that better?”
She shook her hands. “Much better. Thank you, Sir.”
He slid his fingers around the rope bindings adorning her body. “You can be less formal now, Lia. How do these feel? They’re not too tight, are they?”
“No, they’re fine.”
“That’s good. I think I might leave them on a little longer. They make you look so sexy.”
He kissed her forehead. “How are you feeling?”
“Totally spent.”
“Me, too,” he murmured as he pulled her against him. “Rest here and I’ll soothe your shoulders with a light massage.” Lia dutifully laid her head on his chest, and he began flexing his fingers into her warm flesh, kneading the knots of tension away. Within a few seconds, light purrs of pure pleasure began coming from her. He’d forgotten how much he enjoyed interacting with a sub after an intense session.
“I meant to call,” he offered quietly, as he gently caressed her silky smooth skin.
A deep sigh left her lips, and she idly traced her fingers down his chest, running them through the smattering of masculine hair. “So what happened? Why didn’t you?” she asked nonchalantly. He sensed there was more she wanted to say.
“It’s complicated. I wanted to, but events seemed to get in the way.” He cupped her chin and angled her face to his. “I just hadn’t expected you to sell up and leave Vegas for a new life so quickly.”
“A girl can only wait so long, Jake. It’s been twelve months since Joe died. My life had been on hold. After we shared that wonderful night together in your penthouse, my spirit came alive again. As soon as I’ve paid my father’s debt, I’ll be applying for work on the cruise ships again. There’s so much of the world I want to see.”
“You’re still planning on leaving, then?”
“Oh, yes. As soon as the money comes through from the sale of my parents’ house, there’s nothing stopping me.”
At that precise moment Jake realized he wanted Lia to share his life. He wanted them to explore their relationship fully. The debt her father had left her had certainly pushed a wedge between them.
A dilemma surfaced in Jake’s mind. How could he convince her that he wanted her for who she was, and not for the money she owed him? He wanted her for the wonderful woman he knew her to be, and not simply a sexual vessel to pay back a debt he didn’t give a f*ck about. He was a wealthy guy. A million bucks meant nothing to him.
Chapter Nineteen
Lia turned in the huge four-poster bed, and stretched out her hands in the darkness. Jake had held her in his arms, and she longed for the reassuring presence of his warm, hard body pressed against hers. All that she touched was bare, empty space. She switched on her bedside lamp, and subdued lighting flooded the bedroom. To Lia, left alone in the middle of the night, the bedposts and heavy furniture took on an eerie appearance. She traced her hand over the indentation left in his pillow. He must have been gone quite some time, because the cotton linen was stone cold. With the casino doing business twenty-four-seven, she guessed he’d gone back to work.
In need of a glass of water, Lia put on a white silk gown and a pair of slippers, then made her way downstairs. The house was in total darkness. Just the light from the full moon guided her along the impressive hallway. Every footstep she made echoed on the marble flooring. It was a beautiful house, but it seemed a sad house to Lia. It needed laughter to flood the rooms, but instead an uneasy coolness permeated the hush. She shivered involuntarily, drawing her robe more tightly around her. As she stepped into the dimly lit living area, she saw the wonderful vista of Vegas twinkling in the distance through the huge picture window. The beacon of multicolored lights mesmerized her as they lit up the desert. Was Jake down there, managing his casino?