Swept Away: The First Bloodline

“Time for some more teaching of how I like things. One, you will ask me before you come. Two, you won’t look up at me unless you are asked a question, and three, don’t make a sound unless you are asking me if you can come. Understand?”

“Yes, Sir.” She didn’t hesitate when she answered but now she didn’t know what to expect. She knew without a doubt she would fuck up at one point or another. It was only a matter of time.

His hands, still gripped tight, quickly flipped her over. She closed her eyes. She was afraid she wouldn’t be able to control herself and take a look at him.

Before she could register what was happening, her legs were up over his shoulders and once again he was pounding in to her. His thumb flicked over her clit, moving in circles as he increased the pressure.

I want to see you. I want to look in to your eyes. I want to see how red they are. Please.

“No.” His hand moved up to grip her hard nipple. Tugging it between his fingers until she was moaning from the intense arousal she was in.

She couldn’t take it, her eyes opened looking at his chest. She raised up on her elbows looking down to wear his body met with hers. She watched as he thrust in and out of her. His long, hard, cock pulling out and then disappearing as he rammed in to her repeatedly.

God, you’re fucking hot!

His thumb returned to her clit and within seconds she felt herself getting close. Almost there.

“Can I come?” She was now breathy and ready to beg for release.

“No.”

And with one word she realized how hard this was going to be. She couldn’t stop herself. She tried to fight it off. But it was too late, it was there and breaking through.

“Damien, I can’t wait. Please!”

“No.”

Oh my God! I can’t. I can’t. “PLEASE! Sir, may I come?”

He chucked before he gave her what she was waiting for. “Yes.”

Her body fell apart. She screamed, thrashed, cried out his na

me. Over and over words came out of her mouth that she could hear. For a minute she couldn’t believe it was her. Then in the next she didn’t care.

He followed right behind her. With a final, fast, even impossibly deeper thrust, she felt the power of his seed filling her. Then her body became limp, her eyes grew heavy.

Chapter Nineteen

“Hello, Sweet.” He whispered against her ear. “I was beginning to wonder if you were gonna wake up at all.

“Mmm. I don’t even remember going to sleep.

“I know. It’s a wonderful feeling isn’t it?”

“Yes. What happened?”

“Subspace.”

“Sub what?”

“As you just scene it a very special place that you go to when your body is in sensory overload.”

“Oh!”

“This is the life I want to Sweet. Come on lets shower then I’ll let you sleep.” Taylor felt the water rushing over her body. Hot, steamy, forceful water and it feels wonderful as it massages over her sore, over stimulated muscles.

The feeling of fingertips massaging her hair. Thumbs rubbing deep into the muscles in her shoulders and back.