“Yes, baby, I’ll take care of you. Do you want to go into the bedroom?” he asked, holding his breath and hoping he wasn’t pushing too fast.
“Please, please…just…please,” she whispered unable to form a coherent thought.
“Yes, you’re ready. Wrap your legs around my waist again, hold on.” Picking her up, he carried her to her bedroom. Standing her, he sat on the side of the bed, and reached for the button of her jeans. “These need to come off, okay?” He grinned at her.
“Okay,” she answered with a shaky breath. He unfastened her zipper and hooking a finger in each side of her jeans pulled them and her panties down together. “Step out for me, Theresa.” She complied and he stood and lifted her onto the bed. “Just relax, baby, I won’t do anything you don’t want.”
“Okay, please kiss me again.” She needed to feel him.
Sitting on the bed he pulled her into his arms and cradled her in his lap. Holding her tightly, he took her mouth and swept his tongue inside, taking what she was giving.
It felt strange to be completely naked while he was fully clothed and she reached for the buttons on his shirt. Undoing several, she slipped her hands into the shirt and stroked his skin. He was warm to the touch with a soft coating of hair. She brushed his nipples and felt him shiver, so she did it again, smiling.
He grinned down at her and helped her get his shirt off. “Play all you want, baby.” He smiled at her. So she did, running her hands over every inch of skin, not leaving anything untouched. Wanting to know if he tasted as good as he felt, she reached out and licked his pecs. Liking the salty taste and feeling his shudder, she did it again, and again. She licked and sucked her way to his nipples, taking one in her mouth, running her tongue round and round the small hard pebble.
Pulling her up, he took her mouth in a hard kiss and lifted her onto her back in the middle of the bed. “My turn,” he said.
Chapter Five
Leaning over her, he kissed each eyelid and nibbled his way from her collarbone down to her breasts. Bracing himself on his hands, he leaned down and took one nipple in his mouth. Licking and sucking, he brought it to a taut peak. Turning his attention to her other nipple, he thought about how beautiful they would look once he clamped them. He could imagine her writhing and begging. Pleading for the release only he would give her. She would be beautiful on a St. Andrew’s cross, waiting and wondering what he would do to her next. Restrained for both of their pleasures.
He was sure she was submissive. The fact that she had called him Sir without prompting told him a lot. She may not know what she was doing, but he was willing to train her. Now all he had to do was keep from scaring her. Time for training later, now she needed release.
He gently bit each nipple and to his amusement she shuddered and whispered the word “more.”
Happy to oblige, he did it again, a little harder.
“Oohh, yes!” she panted. “Again.”
She was so responsive. He bit each nipple a little harder and kissed his way down to her mound. Running his fingers through her folds, he pinched her clit and told her, “This little place will be waxed soon. I want you bare for me.”
“Yes, Sir,” she answered as he brushed her clit with his thumb. She shuddered again and lifted her hips off the bed reaching for more. “Ohhh, please, please, please…”
“Yes, baby, let it happen, come for me,” he whispered against her skin as he slowly worked one finger in her hot little cunt. So tight, so wet, just for him.
Keeping his thumb on her clit and gently applying pressure, he moved first one then two fingers in and out of her. Thrusting his fingers faster, he kept up the demands on her clit, his mouth licking and sucking her nipples. “Come now, Theresa!” he commanded as he bit first one then the other nipple.
“Alan, oh my God! Alan, Alan, Alan!” she screamed, bucking her hips up and down on the bed and thrashing.
He rolled onto his back and pulled her to lie on top of him, holding her, rubbing her back, and soothing her. He lifted her hair out of her face and pulled her up to kiss her again. “Yes, baby, it was so good. Ssshhhh. Just breathe, you did so good,” he said as he continued to rub her back and hips, curling one hand down over her lush ass. “Rest now, more later.”
“Alan?” she said tentatively, in a quiet voice.
“Yes, baby,” he answered her.
“What about you?” she said, reaching down and laying one hand on his rock-hard cock.
“Rest now, baby, I’ll be okay.” He covered her hand with his, trying to gain some control.
She squeezed her hand around him and looked into his eyes.
“Theresa, I will make love to you. Right now I want you to rest, because when I take you for the first time it is going to be good for both of us.” Moving her hand up to her chest, he wrapped his arms around her and held her close. He placed a kiss on the top of her head. “Close your eyes, neither of us had much sleep last night.”
It was all he could do not to flip her on her back and take her hard, but he knew if he didn’t get some control, he could hurt her and he didn’t want her first time to be like that. They had plenty of time, no need to rush things. Being a Dom was all about control and he was not going to lose his.
Chapter Six
Theresa woke a couple hours later to the sound of voices. She was hungry. She remembered she hadn’t had breakfast and a smile came to her face remembering why. Grabbing a robe, she went to find Alan and see what was going on.