The Agreement (Unrestrained 1)

He immediately withdrew his fingers and just remained in that position, his hands on either side of me, his body covering mine, his cock pressed against my pussy but unmoving.

"Just breathe, Kate," he said, kissing my neck and shoulder. I did, breathing deeply and soon, the sensation subsided and I just waited, my body so ready, my mind almost blank to everything except the feel of his body against mine.

I wanted him inside of me. All of him. Every inch.

Finally, he turned me over, kneeling on the bed, pulling my hips into position on his lap, spreading my thighs with his hands. He stroked the head of his cock over my labia slowly, circling my clit each time. He began that familiar tease, slipping the tip of his cock just inside of me, then pulling out, stroking my clit, repeating it over and over again, building back up so that I was breathing hard and fast, my cunt so in need of him inside of me.

"What do you want, Katherine?" he said, watching my face. "Tell me what you want. Beg me."

I could barely think coherent thoughts, let alone form words.

"Please, Master," I gasped, licking my lips, my mouth dry. "Fuck me."

He slid into me, pressing his entire length inside of me, his fingers on my clit and I groaned because it felt so sweet, the pressure so good, so satisfying.

"Yes, you like that, don't you?" he said, pulling completely out and stroking my clit again with his cock. Then he thrust inside all the way again and kept thrusting, his fingers light on my clit and soon, I was there once more, my mind lost to the sensations, and I couldn't even speak. I gritted my teeth as the sweetness started, spreading out from my clit and vagina, through my body.

He leaned over me, sliding into missionary position quickly, his hands on either side of my head, his face over mine. "Look in my eyes," he said, his voice harsh. "Say my name when you come."

I could barely keep my eyes open, the pleasure was so intense. As my pleasure crested, I tried to speak, but could barely gasp out his name. He thrust faster, harder, until finally, he came as well, grimacing, his own eyes closing briefly before opening again, boring into mine.

His whole body tensed, his hips thrusting and then he kept himself deep inside of me, withdrawing to repeat the deep thrust, grunting as he ejaculated. Then he collapsed against me, his face in the crook of my neck, his breath coming in gasps against my skin.

For the next few moments, we both recovered, not saying anything. He kissed my neck, my shoulder, my face, and finally, my mouth, the kiss warm and tender. Once again, he rose up, his cock still inside of me and slowly withdrew, watching my body as he did and I couldn’t help but smile, turning my face to the side.

"What's that smile about, Ms. Bennet? Does my kink amuse you?"

I didn't say anything, mirth building in me, afraid I'd burst into laughter if I spoke.

"Well?"

I looked at him and he was grinning, his blue eyes twinkling, but I couldn't say a word.

"I can't wait to see it over other parts of your very delicious body. Maybe your luscious breasts. Or that smirking mouth, which I'm going to kiss right now, just to wipe that smile off your saucy face."

He did, lying back on top of me, kissing me again, barely able to keep the smile of his face when he did. He pulled back and looked in my eyes. "A Dom isn't supposed to lose control of the scene so easily. I may have to spank your delicious ass to remind you to show proper respect for your Dom's kinks…"

My eyes widened at that. "Now?"

He shook his head. "Oh, no. Not now. Your first spanking will only come before a good fucking. I wouldn’t want to waste getting you all wet. I'd only spank you when I was going to fuck you immediately afterward. And my spanking would make you very wet."

I swallowed at that, my mouth dry, imagining it.

"We’re still two to one," he said, smiling. "I won’t be really happy until it's three to one."

"Three?" I said, closing my eyes as he nuzzled my neck. "I don’t think I can do three."

"Of course you can. If you can do two, you can do three. You're young and you're multi-orgasmic."

"I don't think so," I said. "Two seems to be the most I can have in one encounter."

"You've just set me a challenge, Ms. Bennet," he said, grinning. "The kind a neurosurgeon like me can't resist."

Then he began nibbling at my neck again.

"Please, no," I said, gasping just a bit when he moved down to my nipples, which were extremely sensitive from his teeth. "I'm too sensitive."

He rose up briefly and frowned at me. "Katherine…" There was no smile on his face. "You signed. Is this truly a red-light matter?"