His to Command

When he finally pulled his cock from her mouth, she cried out, “Oh, God, Sir, please fuck me.” Her insides churned in need. She had to have him now.

He drew her to her feet and backed her against the wall. She clung to his shoulders as he pressed his big cockhead to her dripping wet opening.

His lips trailed along her jawline, sending heat simmering though her. “I’m going to fuck you now. Fill you so deep…” He nipped her neck. “Possess you so fully, that you will have no doubt I am your Master.”

“Oh, yes, Sir,” she pleaded. “Fuck me.”

His cock drove into her, filling her deeply. His cock was long and thick. He stretched her beyond belief. Pleasure rippled through her, filling her entire being.

She wrapped her arms around him. “Make me come, Mr. Pearce.”

He drove into her. Again and again. Mercilessly.

Filling her with such intense pleasure she thought she’d explode.

“Oh, yes.”

The nerve-tingling sensations of his big cock filling her, his hard body ramming her against the wall, his lips pressing against her temple, all combined to drive her to a level of bliss beyond the mere physical world.

She gasped as his cock drove deeper still, then she wailed, clinging to his shoulders. Every nerve ending burst with pleasure and she surrendered to their shared ecstasy.

* * *

The doorbell rang and Kate put down the newspaper and glanced toward the door. Should she get it? Matt had told her there was no staff on duty this week and he had apologetically gone to the office for an hour or so, despite it being Saturday, because his assistant had called with some kind of emergency that couldn’t wait until after Matt’s week off.

The doorbell rang again. She decided she might as well answer it. She went and opened the door. Her heart stammered when she found herself face-to-face with Ileana.

“What are you doing here?” Kate demanded.

Ileana pushed past her and waltzed into the house. “I think the better question is, what are you doing here?”

Kate’s eyes narrowed as she followed the woman into the kitchen. Ileana opened the fridge and helped herself to one of the blue glass bottles of imported water Matt kept chilling in the door, then grabbed a glass from the cupboard without skipping a beat. Clearly the woman knew her way around the house.

“I know that everything you told me about what happened at the party was a lie,” Kate said. “Matt had nothing to do with that man.”

Ileana smiled at Kate as if she were genuinely amused. “Well, aren’t you the little genius? Too bad you figured it out eons too late.”

Ileana strode into the living room as if she owned the place. Kate followed her, feeling a little like a pet dog trotting after its master.

“So, have you seen his dungeon yet?” Ileana asked casually. “It’s much more elaborate than mine.”

Kate remembered the harsh feel of Ileana’s dungeon, with chains hanging from a cold brick wall and a selection of whips and floggers displayed on a wooden table.

She wanted this woman to leave. Just having this treacherous person here sent shivers down her spine.

Ileana switched the radio station from the soft music Kate had on to a hard rock station. “It’s in the basement and well soundproofed.” She glanced at Kate with a wicked smile. “No one would hear you scream.”

Ignoring the queasy feeling in the pit of her stomach, Kate planted her hands on her hips. “I know what you’re trying to do and it’s not going to work. You drove Matt and me apart before, and I won’t let you do it again.”

“Did you know Matt and I were a couple?”

“He told me you dated briefly, but it didn’t mean anything.”

Ileana nodded. “I see. That’s what he told you.”

Kate crossed her arms. “That’s right.”

Her eyebrow flicked upward. “So why did he propose to me then?”