not getting away from me now.”
I kiss her with all the truth and honesty in my body. Her arm slips around my neck and she returns the kiss.
She whispers against my lips. “Make love to me. Show me your world.”
I stand still, holding her in my arms and turn her toward the stairs. “Go undress, fold your clothes, and put them on the chair next to the bed. I expect you in the present position. To achieve that, kneel next to the bed, ass on your heels, head lowered. Make sure your shoulders are straight, arms behind your back, hands clasped.”
“Yes, Sir.” Without hesitation or looking back, she climbs the steps.
My dick is stone hard, but I don’t rush to the bedroom. I want her to stay in that position for a few minutes. It’s not something I always require, but it’s something she needs to learn. I’ve left a sub kneeling at Silken for much longer than Kayla will wait. I pour myself a shot of whiskey and pace. She’ll never know how hard it is not to immediately follow her.
Because of her past, I’ll be careful not to make her feel threatened or scared. My mind runs over the list of things she wants to try. Her past may be the reason she wants to be possessed by a male who will protect her, put her needs first, and love her for who she is.
That last thought results in me draining my glass and pouring another. I feel a lot of things for Kayla, but love isn’t one of them. I need to make it clear to her that a happy ever after with me isn’t going to happen. I drain my glass, get two bottles of water from the fridge, and go upstairs.
I almost come in my pants at the sight of Kayla on her knees. Her position is perfect, and she doesn’t lift her head or say a word. I walk a circle around her a couple of times before stopping to stroke her hair. “Look at me little sub.”
She lifts her head until her gaze is locked on mine. The blue in her eyes has turned darker. My cock is leaking with pre-cum so I stroke it while moving to stand in front of her. “Suck me.”
Without taking her arms from behind her back, she opens her mouth and takes me inside until her lips reach my hand. I release myself and she licks the base back up to my blood-engorged head. My cock pulses in her mouth, as if begging for more. With a gentle suction, her hot, wet mouth slides up and down, increasing the speed with each stroke. The muscles in my stomach tighten and my balls draw up. I step back and strip, placing my clothes on my chest of drawers. I take my cock, which is up, alerting me I’m about to come. She seems to sense I’m close to losing it, because she sucks harder, and her cheeks sink in while she laves me with her tongue. I grasp her head in my hands and with a final thrust push my cock to the back of her throat.
“Fuck,” I growl like an animal. “I’m going to flood your mouth. Take all of it, baby.” My body shutters as streams of hot cum pump out of me and into her. She doesn’t stop until she’s swallowed the last drop. Her hand catches me as I slide from her body. This woman was born for me.
Kayla kisses the tip and leans back on her heels. “That was awesome, Sir.”
I extend my hands and help her stand. “If you thought it was awesome you should have been in my head. Do your knees hurt?”
“They’re okay.”
“From now on you may grab a pillow of any kind to cushion them. Get on the bed with your arms over your head and your legs open.” I wait until she complies and then I walk to the bed and take the leather cuff that’s attached behind the low headboard. I buckle her right wrist and repeat the process on the other side. I run my finger around the padded restraint and make sure they aren’t too tight. “Have you ever been cuffed?”
“No, Sir. It’s handy you have them built-in.”
“That’s true. I designed this bed myself.” I dig the satin blindfold out from the new toys we bought and sit next to her. “Lift your head.” After I secure the mask, I walk to the foot of