never be dull, and the sex would top the charts.
Wait a minute. Stay together? Not on the agenda.
He slid his fingers down the crevice between her buttocks, pausing to press the tip of a finger at the opening of her rear channel. God, how he’d love to fuck her there, although he was pretty sure it wasn’t happening tonight.
Spreading her legs, he knelt between them, pushed her thighs wide apart, and put his mouth to her cunt. A slight jerk of her body was her only response to the touch of his mouth until he began to work her in earnest. He licked all around her opening, flattened his tongue to press it beneath her labia and find her clit, rubbing the tip over it again and again. God, she was a wet one, so responsive as her cream flooded her channel. He teased her clit again and again until her control began to fray and her hips thrust back at him. He gripped her thighs to hold her still and plunged his tongue inside her.
She got juicier and juicier, her taste an aphrodisiac on his tongue. He lapped and sucked, wondering who was enjoying this the most. Again and again he drove her to the edge until he had her squirming on the bed, panting, and finally even begging. Then he slid the handle of the flogger into her very ready pussy and pinched her clit hard, sending her over the edge. Her involuntary scream of pleasure was the sweetest music he’d ever heard.
He rose and rested his hands on her sweet, upturned ass. She was incredible, beyond his wildest expectations. And the night was far from over. Only…for a fleeting moment, he wondered who was really in charge here.
Chapter Seven
Lee set her mug of coffee down on the vanity and stared at herself in the bathroom mirror. Nope, no change. She looked the same as she had when she left home Saturday night to go to Branch’s. Just because she felt like a different person didn’t mean she looked like one. Not that there had been many changes, but holy crap! Branch Colby had taken her on a sexual journey she’d never expected to travel.
There was no doubt the man was a Dom, no matter what he did or didn’t say. Obviously not at Infinity or she would have seen him before. There were two other high-end clubs in the area, though, so he could be a member at either of them. Maybe she would casually ask John Francona about him. John was a walking encyclopedia of who and what in the BDSM lifestyle for the entire area.
She bet his subs lined up for sessions with him, although that wasn’t a role she could ever play. It just wasn’t part of her genetic makeup. She had learned that very emphatically when she had gone through her training. Could she pretend for one evening, though? God! What an erotic trip that had been. Even now, on Monday morning, even after a long bath yesterday, she still had pleasant aches in secret places. Aches that brought a smile to her face. Would she do it again? Not on a regular basis, but for an exciting change? Sure. Only not with just anyone. It had to be someone with whom she shared a special connection.
So where exactly did that leave her with Branch Colby? Did they have that connection? Was it too soon to tell, or had it happened without her realizing it?
Even as she thought about him, her cell rang, and she saw his name displayed on the screen.
“Morning.” His deep voice resonated even through the telephone.
“Same to you.” She took a sip of coffee.
“Feeling okay today?” The heat of his voice seeped trough the telephone and into her body.
“Fine.” Definitely fine. “And you?”
He laughed, a warm, relaxed sound. “Never better. And that very nice ass of yours?”
Lee actually felt herself blush. “My ass is doing great, too.”
“Glad to hear it.” He paused. “Listen, I wondered if you were free for lunch today.”
“Lunch?” So he wanted to move forward with this—whatever it was? “Possibly. I actually have a meeting in your building around eleven-thirty. The chairman of the mayor’s fundraising
Wait a minute. Stay together? Not on the agenda.
He slid his fingers down the crevice between her buttocks, pausing to press the tip of a finger at the opening of her rear channel. God, how he’d love to fuck her there, although he was pretty sure it wasn’t happening tonight.
Spreading her legs, he knelt between them, pushed her thighs wide apart, and put his mouth to her cunt. A slight jerk of her body was her only response to the touch of his mouth until he began to work her in earnest. He licked all around her opening, flattened his tongue to press it beneath her labia and find her clit, rubbing the tip over it again and again. God, she was a wet one, so responsive as her cream flooded her channel. He teased her clit again and again until her control began to fray and her hips thrust back at him. He gripped her thighs to hold her still and plunged his tongue inside her.
She got juicier and juicier, her taste an aphrodisiac on his tongue. He lapped and sucked, wondering who was enjoying this the most. Again and again he drove her to the edge until he had her squirming on the bed, panting, and finally even begging. Then he slid the handle of the flogger into her very ready pussy and pinched her clit hard, sending her over the edge. Her involuntary scream of pleasure was the sweetest music he’d ever heard.
He rose and rested his hands on her sweet, upturned ass. She was incredible, beyond his wildest expectations. And the night was far from over. Only…for a fleeting moment, he wondered who was really in charge here.
Chapter Seven
Lee set her mug of coffee down on the vanity and stared at herself in the bathroom mirror. Nope, no change. She looked the same as she had when she left home Saturday night to go to Branch’s. Just because she felt like a different person didn’t mean she looked like one. Not that there had been many changes, but holy crap! Branch Colby had taken her on a sexual journey she’d never expected to travel.
There was no doubt the man was a Dom, no matter what he did or didn’t say. Obviously not at Infinity or she would have seen him before. There were two other high-end clubs in the area, though, so he could be a member at either of them. Maybe she would casually ask John Francona about him. John was a walking encyclopedia of who and what in the BDSM lifestyle for the entire area.
She bet his subs lined up for sessions with him, although that wasn’t a role she could ever play. It just wasn’t part of her genetic makeup. She had learned that very emphatically when she had gone through her training. Could she pretend for one evening, though? God! What an erotic trip that had been. Even now, on Monday morning, even after a long bath yesterday, she still had pleasant aches in secret places. Aches that brought a smile to her face. Would she do it again? Not on a regular basis, but for an exciting change? Sure. Only not with just anyone. It had to be someone with whom she shared a special connection.
So where exactly did that leave her with Branch Colby? Did they have that connection? Was it too soon to tell, or had it happened without her realizing it?
Even as she thought about him, her cell rang, and she saw his name displayed on the screen.
“Morning.” His deep voice resonated even through the telephone.
“Same to you.” She took a sip of coffee.
“Feeling okay today?” The heat of his voice seeped trough the telephone and into her body.
“Fine.” Definitely fine. “And you?”
He laughed, a warm, relaxed sound. “Never better. And that very nice ass of yours?”
Lee actually felt herself blush. “My ass is doing great, too.”
“Glad to hear it.” He paused. “Listen, I wondered if you were free for lunch today.”
“Lunch?” So he wanted to move forward with this—whatever it was? “Possibly. I actually have a meeting in your building around eleven-thirty. The chairman of the mayor’s fundraising
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