Her Lord's Claim (The Forbidden Saga #4) - Maggie Ryan Page 0,57

not told to close your legs,” he said, “Open them.”

She did so, her body once more open and available, though she didn’t truly understand that the pose was one of a submissive offering herself to her master. Lucas took her hands and pressed them to the bulge in his trousers. Suddenly shy and a bit frightened of what she would discover, Lucy hesitated, though she could feel the hardness of his cock beneath the fabric.

“Finish, little one,” Lucas said, his voice hoarse. “Undo my trousers and free my cock.”

A tremor ran through her at his words, the command immediately causing a gush of wetness to fill her sex. Her hand trembled as she lifted her eyes to find him looking down at her. He smiled and stroked her cheek. His touch was gentle, yet one of a master to his submissive.

“Finish,” he repeated, his smile of encouragement giving her the strength she needed. She slowly began to unbutton his trousers.

When the loosened cloth fell open, Lucy drew her lip between her teeth, unable to breathe as she slowly pushed her hand into the opening of his trousers and gingerly touched his cock for the first time. Her eyes darted to his, her small mouth parting in her surprise. “It’s-it is so soft,” she whispered.

Lucas’ smile had her flushing. “I-I mean I thought it would be hard…” His chuckle had her give an unexpected giggle. “I mean it’s really hard but it’s soft too. Does…does that sound silly?”

“Not at all, kitten,” Lucas assured her. “Now, remove it fully from my trousers.”

“Oh, yes, sir,” she said, nodding, a bit terrified she’d hurt him somehow in maneuvering his shaft from his underclothes. She blushed when it finally was free, and when it jerked, her hand fell away. Lucy stared at his cock, surprised at both its length and its thickness. She again felt her stomach flip, her hands once more reaching out on their own accord to enfold her fingers around him. Lucas groaned at the contact, and she quickly removed her hands.

“No, sweetheart,” Lucas ordered softly, even as he moved to lower his trousers to the floor. He kicked them and his underclothes aside and stepped closer. “Hold me,” she heard, and she reached for him again.

Her face was flushed, her eyes huge as she felt the steel beneath the silken sheath of his skin. He felt hot and huge in her hands. Her eyes went to the thick, mushroom-shaped head and saw a glistening drop of fluid ooze from a slit centered in the smooth surface. Curious, she reached out and when her finger gently swiped against the drop, spreading the fluid across the crown of his erection, she learned that a man could tremble as well.

“You said you don’t get wet like me,” she whispered, her eyes once more lifting. Lucas smiled at her comment, his eyes dropping to her exposed sex. Lucy realized where his eyes had dropped and flushed hotly, her legs quivering with the need to conceal the evidence of her arousal from him. His hands reached down to gently rest on her upper thighs.

“No,” he uttered as he met her eyes and shook his head. She moaned but stilled her legs as she accepted his reminder.

“I guess I do get a bit wet, little one,” he admitted as she continued to hold him, and his fingertips stroked the smooth skin of her thighs. “Seeing you on your knees, kneeling before me, reminds me of a lesson I should have taught you this morning after I spanked your bottom.” Giving her no time to react, he added, “Lucy, kiss the crown of my cock.”

Her head jerked up, afraid to find the look in his eyes had changed. Instead, she saw the passion still reflected there even as he smiled down at her.

He moved one hand to her face. “When you give me cause to spank or paddle you, little one”—he stroked a fingertip down her cheek—“I will put you on your knees as I did this morning.” She nodded, the memory of the paddling running through her mind. “You will make your penance while on your knees, Lucille,” Lucas continued. “You will make it with your mouth.” His finger moved to stroke across her parted lips. His free hand moved to the base of his cock. “You will make your apology for your naughtiness, ask permission to perform your penance, and once given, you will unbutton my pants and remove my cock just as you have now,”