VICTORIOUS (A Quantum Novel)(14)

She takes a deep breath that interrupts the cadence of my story.

I venture a glance at her and see that her cheeks are flush with color and her lips are parted. My story is turning her on, which gives me the confidence to continue. Every time I think about these dreams, I get so hard, I ache. This time is no exception.

“As I shave you, your thighs quiver and tremble. Your entire body is flushed and heated. Your * is so wet I can see and smell your arousal. I lube up my fingers and press them into your ass, preparing you to take a plug. You protest and fight me. ‘Not there,’ you say. I tell you to hush and remind you of your safe word. If you don’t want this, that’s the only way to stop it. This is the first time I’ve touched you there, and I can see that you are shocked but also aroused.”

She shifts in her seat next to me.

“Do you want me to stop?” I ask, not certain if she’s uncomfortable or shocked or what.

“Don’t you dare stop.”

Those four words fill me with an unreasonable amount of hope. She’s intrigued, interested and maybe even aroused. She’s not pushing me away or telling me I’m sick or depraved.

Fueled by hope, I continue. “You try to keep my fingers out, but I make you take them. I want you to know everything that’s possible. It’s a battle, but I’ll always win unless you stop me with the one word that ends it all. When my fingers are buried deep inside your ass, I lick your *, focusing on your clit until you’re squirming and moaning. I remind you that your orgasm belongs to me and only me. I say when, not you. You’re begging me, using my name and I also remind you of what you’re supposed to call me there.”

“What?” she asks in a hoarse whisper.

“Sir. I’m your master, and you’ll afford me the respect I deserve while we’re in a scene.”

“W-what about when we’re not in a scene? Am I supposed to call you that all the time?”

“No, sweetheart. I’m not into the whole master-and-slave thing at all. This is about sex and the emotional connection we find through sex. It’s not about the rest of our lives. I have no desire to dominate you anywhere but in the bedroom.” I smile at her. “Well, the dungeon and the club and a few other places maybe, but only in regard to sex. I have a feeling you might be capable of dominating me outside the bedroom.”

That draws a smile from her. “You never know.”

I bring our joined hands to my lips. “I can’t wait to find out.”

She glances at me hesitantly. “Was there more? To your dream?”

Nodding, I say, “A lot more. You want to hear the rest?”

“Yes, please.”

“So polite. That pleases me greatly.”

She lowers her eyes in perfect supplication. “I aim to please you.”

I’m electrified by both her actions and her words. “Natalie… God.”

“Is that the wrong thing to say?”

“No, it’s f*cking perfect. You’re perfect.” Because I can’t resist her for another second, I take her in my arms and kiss her with the wild passion that has grown and multiplied inside me as I described my erotic fantasies to her.

She returns my passion with her own, meeting my tongue stroke for stroke until we’re once again prone, me on top of her, wrapped up in each other.

I end the kiss slowly, in stages, reluctantly. “You’re not running from me in fear.”

“No. Quite the opposite, in fact.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m dying to hear the rest. Will you tell me?”

I press my rock-hard cock against her pubic bone. “Can I stay here?”

She runs her fingers through my hair. “I wish you would.”

I nuzzle her neck. “I ask you if it’s turning you on to have other people watch as I f*ck your ass with my fingers.”

She draws in a sharp deep breath.

“You try to deny it, but you’re so wet. Your body can’t lie to me. I ask you if you know what happens to sweet subs who lie to their Doms. Your eyes are wide with fear and desire and curiosity as you shake your head no. They get their asses spanked until they are red and rosy and too sore to sit on for days. You deny it when I ask if that turns you on, so I do it to prove you wrong. I spank your upturned ass so hard, it echoes through the big room.” To make my point, I reach under her and squeeze her ass cheek, drawing a deep moan from her that makes me crazy with wanting her. “I f*ck your ass hard with my fingers, and then I withdraw them, almost to the point of removing them before driving them back in as I suck on your clit. You come so hard that your ass muscles almost break my fingers, and I love it. But I didn’t give you permission to come, so you know what that means.”