Twice Upon a Time (Lovers' Leap 2)

“Gah, alone at last,” Reece said, finally speaking English.

“This woman is driving me crazy. First, she can’t decide if she hates Kojiro or not.

Now she’s entertaining thoughts of submitting to his domination.”

“Really?” Reece said. “Now that’s interesting, because Kojiro is entertaining thoughts of dominating Hana. He is used to these women doing his bidding without question and the challenge of a woman as strong as Hana has him totally distracted.” Lara struggled to her feet—floor length, tight skirts were not easy to maneuver in—

and walked in short strides to Reece’s side. He reached up and tumbled her into his lap.

She laughed and wrapped both arms around his neck. “I’ve missed you today,” she said, staring up into his hazel-green eyes.

“Me, too,” he murmured and lowered his head to kiss her.

Lara could feel Hana’s attempts to protest, but she kissed Reece deeper and the little warrior woman went limp with submission. Both mentally and physically.

“Dominate me,” Lara murmured against Reece’s lips.

Reece pul ed away and gazed down at her. “Huh?”

“That’s what they want. It feels like the next step. Like this is supposed to happen between them,” Lara said. “Do you think you can pul it off?”

“I’ve never really delved into that realm of sexuality.”

“Do you have something against it?”

“Not at all. As long as both parties are in agreement.”

“Oh, I’m in total agreement. I trust you. Hana isn’t sure how she feels about Kojiro, but maybe if these two fuck, they’ll stop fighting and we can keep them subdued for the rest of our visit.”

Reece grinned that naughty grin that Lara knew meant she was about to experience multiple orgasms. Damn, but she loved this man.

“How far do you want to take this, sweetheart?”

“I want you to force me to do things.”

“And if you refuse?”

“Then you get to punish me.”

“How?” Searching her eyes, he stroked Lara’s hair gently and dropped a tender kiss at the corner of her mouth.

“That’s up to you. You are my master.”

“I don’t think I can bring myself to hurt you, sweetheart.”

“Not even if I’m asking for it?”

His gaze roamed her face and she could see Sappy Reece fighting with Sexy Reece behind his troubled gaze. “We’l see. Do we need a safe word or what? I get the gist of this sort of thing, but I’ve never actual y participated.”

“How about we talk ourselves through it this time?” she suggested. “That would be okay, wouldn’t it? If either of us have a problem with a situation, we’ll promise each other to say something.”

“And if you don’t say anything?”

“It means I’m okay with it.”

“Let’s just hope Kojiro and Hana let this happen. I think they both real y need to get laid. The sooner, the better.”

Lara laughed. “I real y need to get laid. Al this angst and drama has me tense. A little release would be a welcome relief.”

“A little release?” Reece teased. “I think you should plan on several large releases.” Lara laughed. “Is that a promise, Reece Jericho?” He smiled gently and kissed her. “You know it is. How do you want me to talk to you?”

“The way Kojiro already talks to Hana.”

“He’s a fucking jerk, Lara.”

Lara nodded. “Pretty much, but he’s the master of his domain and he knows it. Let yourself be master of my domain.”

“I want you naked,” Reece said.

“Don’t tel me what you want. Demand I do it.”

“Stand before me and remove your clothes.”

That was a little better, but he would need some practice. Lara decided not to bait him by misbehaving just yet. She’d wait until he slipped further into his dominant role before testing his limits.

“Yes, master,” she murmured huskily.

He released her and she struggled to rise to her feet. The kimono was lovely, but she was having a hell of a time moving in the thing. Getting naked for Reece sounded like a wonderful plan. She unwrapped the wide, fabric belt from around her waist and tossed it aside. She turned her back to Reece and slowly let the kimono slide down her back.

“Turn,” he demanded, his voice not harsh, but firm. It sent a shiver of delight down her spine.

Lara turned.

“God, you’re sexy,” he murmured, his appreciative gaze on her bare breasts. “Show me more.”

Lara al owed the kimono to fall to the floor. She removed her split-toed socks and stood before him naked.

“Make your nipples hard for me,” Reece said in that same firm voice.

Lara licked the ring and middle finger of her right hand and rubbed the moisture over her nipple until it hardened into a tight bead. She did the same for her other breast.

“Now pluck them hard, Lara. Make them ache.”

Lara pinched her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers, plucking the sensitive flesh until her pussy began to throb and her womb tightened. Her head dropped back, her mouth open. Something about this really turned her on.

“Sit on the table,” Reece said.

Lara sat, releasing a gasp when the cool wood surface touched her bare buttocks.

“Spread your legs. Show me your cunt.”

She hesitated. Not because she didn’t want to show him how wet she already was, but because she wanted to know what he would do if she disobeyed him. She met his eyes in challenge.

“Spread your legs, Lara,” he repeated, his gaze dark.

Her legs opened as if on their own accord.

“Wider.”

She obeyed. And she loved that she’d given him control. It felt liberating. She trusted him to make it worth her while.

When his heavy gaze moved to the hot, wet flesh between her wide open thighs, a spasm of pure delight gripped her pussy.

“I’m going to eat that cunt. Make it wet for me.”

“It’s already wet.”

He lifted his eyes to meet hers and did not look happy with her retort.

“Tell me how to make it wetter for you,” she amended.

“Rub your clit. Fast and hard, but don’t make yourself come. That pleasure is mine.” She reached between her legs with a trembling hand. She slid a finger into her aching pussy and received a slap on the thigh for her disobedience. Her entire body jerked. It didn’t even hurt much, but it brought her entire body a new awareness.

“Follow instructions, Lara,” Reece said.

“I’m sorry.”

“Is that how you address me?”

She searched her chaotic thoughts for the proper response. “I’m sorry, master.”

“Do what I told you to do. Nothing more. Nothing less.” She rubbed her clit in slow circles at first and then short rapid strokes. She could hear how wet her pussy was getting as she worked her fingers against her flesh.

“Don’t come,” he reminded her. His tone was stil firm, but not harsh.

Lara squirmed, forcing back the orgasm that she so wanted to succumb to.

“That’s beautiful, baby,” he murmured. “Make it wetter.”

“Wetter? It’s already dripping down my ass.”

Another slap to her thigh had her rubbing her clit harder and faster. It turned out she could make it wetter. “Oh, I’m coming.”

Reece grabbed her wrists and held her arms pinned to the table on either side of her thighs. Her hips buckled. Her clit throbbed. Her pussy tightened, but she did not come.

“I told you that pleasure was mine,” Reece said.

She looked down at him and he grinned.

“Lie back on the table,” he demanded firmly.

She did as he said. The surface of the table was cold and hard against her back. He released her wrists.

“Hold your hands in place at your sides or I will be forced to tie you down

.” Tie her down? Spread eagle across the low table? Oh yeah, she liked the sound of that. She would pretend to obey him for the time being.

Reece lowered his head between her thighs. His tongue traced her opening in wide lazy circles. It made her crave cock so bad she began to tremble. She reached between her legs and rubbed at her clit, her intent to make herself come and to push Reece into making her suffer the consequences of her disobedience.