Falling In (The Surrender Trilogy 1)

His warm palms plumped her breasts and he fit himself in the tight crease he created. He fucked her there with his wet cock as his thumbs circled over her nipples. Other than the skid of his fingers and her building anticipation, there was little else that stimulated her out of what he was doing. This was purely for him and she understood that.

Lucian could be achingly tender, but every once in a while he needed to assert his authority and show her that he could take his pleasure as he saw fit. Her pleasure was his to give and there was no promise as to how often she should receive it. Although what he was doing was intentionally selfish, it excited her.

It made her wet to watch him take from her with such confidence as though it were his due. She probably wouldn’t feel that way if he wasn’t such a generous lover for the majority of the time, but he was, and she found great pleasure in getting him off. The selfless surrender he demanded of her made her feel powerful and strong in her own way.

Heat seeped from the dark head of his cock onto her chest. His fingers stopped teasing her nipples and simply held her as he fucked faster. He grunted, and hot come shot between her breasts and trickled over her shoulder.

He slid down her body and wedged her knees apart, surprising her by driving himself deep into her pussy. “Rub my come into your breasts.”

Her fingers slid through the warm fluid and massaged it into her skin.

“You’re very wet, Evelyn. It turns you on when I take my pleasure from you, doesn’t it.”

“Yes, Lucian.”

He ground himself into her. “Pinch your nipples and don’t let go until I give you permission.”

She did as he asked and he drove into her hard. His fingers worked over her clit and he pumped in and out of her sex.

Her breasts stung and grew surprisingly numb. She didn’t let go as he slammed into her. Her orgasm built, but she fought back her release, not wanting to take it without his permission. Suddenly he pinched her clit.

Evelyn screamed and he said, “Now, Evelyn. Release them now and come.”

Blood rushed to the tips of her breasts, a delicious mixture of sharp, biting pain that was quickly replaced with fiery pleasure. The same sensation filled her clit as he relinquished his hold and she came hard, arching off the bed and calling out his name.

She wasn’t given much time to recover. Lucian climbed back up her body and tapped her mouth. She opened her eyes and realized it was his cock that had bumped her.

“Taste yourself on me and suck me until I’m fully hard again.”

She took him into her mouth and licked over his solid flesh. He wasn’t flaccid, but he also wasn’t as erect as he usually was. It didn’t take long to get him there. She tasted her arousal mixed with his and found herself growing wet for him again.

His hand sifted in her hair and he quickly directed her mouth over his cock. The feeling of his flesh twitching and growing over her tongue as he filled her mouth was an empowering and heady thing. He released her hair and she dropped back to the pillows. He climbed off of her.

“It’s time.”

Lucian set pillows in the center of the bed and guided her on top of them. The soft downy fabric cushioned her abdomen, and her ass remained high in the air. Lucian kneeled between her legs and crawled close to her backside. Heat from his body warmed her thighs.

His hand slid up her spine, and she lowered her shoulders when he applied pressure there. “Rest your cheek on your arms, Evelyn,” he said softly.

The snap of a cap sounded like the crack of a gun at the start of a race, drawing her shoulders tight, flooding her veins with adrenaline, and then he was separating her cheeks and massaging the cool oil around and into her hole. It heated under his touch.

Her clit swelled as he nudged the tight knot of her ass with his finger. She relaxed, having grown used to his fingers penetrating her there. When he sunk his digit deep, she sighed at the expected slow burn as it bloomed into something dark and pleasant.

There was a difference with the oil from when he used her own moisture like he usually did. This was easier, smoother. It didn’t absorb as quickly as her own lubrication. He worked another finger in and she breathed out through her teeth against the intrusion, all those nerve endings jangling and protesting. Her flesh grew hot and she worked hard to remain still as he fingered her ass.

Pressure expanded from within as his fingers opened and closed, and she realized he was stretching her. As he continued she crept very close to coming, but was missing that one tiny shove that would send her over the edge.