to my feet.
Lucia swung from the dark red velvet rope as aftershocks shook her body.
I could take her now.
But this wasn’t about me.
I gripped my dick once, moving the stiff length into a slightly more comfortable position, and only looked up when Lucia’s voice came out smoky and intense, “Let me suck you.”
I inhaled a ragged breath.
I balled my fists at my sides.
I shut my eyes and rolled my neck.
When I looked at her again, it was apparent I’d taken a toll on her and not in an undesirable way.
A beautiful mess, she leaned toward me once more, drawing my gaze to the darkly engorged tips of her breasts. Many of my marks crisscrossed her skin, the pink stripes a testament to my mastery and her giving me control over her pain.
Her flesh now branded by me, she’d be reminded I could relieve her in ways no other man could.
“You want to show me how well you can suck, Lucia?” A grin full of sinister intent pulled at my lips.
Her eyes strayed to my groin where there was no mistaking the bold imprint of my cock, and she nodded. She said please again.
I was tempted. Oh so very tempted. But her aftercare was more important than my savage arousal. I would deny my own pleasure only after I pushed her one last step.
Still wearing a dirty smirk, I picked up the flogger.
Her gold-glazed eyes flipped to mine, but she asked no questions.
Good girl.
She’d deliciously asked to suck my cock.
Instead, I rubbed her mouth with the hilt of the flogger, saying lowly, “Show me what you’ve got then.”
A gasp opened her lips, and I rimmed the red oval before her tongue curled out.
Lucia licked the handle then I held the flogger higher, driving her chin up.
She pursed her mouth then planted a cock-jolting kiss on the butt before letting me slide the warmed black leather handle into her mouth.
The hilt rose from between her pouty lips, wet and shiny.
Wet and shiny like my cock would be if I let her suck me off right now.
Too turned on to watch anymore, I tossed the flogger away.
Her eyes swam with fresh arousal, but I knew it was time to take care of her.
I easily took her weight onto my body as I carefully unhooked her wrists from the hanging rope above.
Her nude form draped sweetly over me, and I carried her to the bed covered in fresh linens.
I laid her on her side and untied her arms first.
“Ahhh,” she breathed out, stretching her arms and legs.
After coiling the ropes, I tenderly rubbed her wrists to her forearms.
Her softened gaze followed my every move as I undid the harness that bound her breasts. When she was fully released, I picked her up again and carried her to a sleek, black walled bathroom just off the room.
The light glowed low, and Lucia spied the huge bathtub immediately. “A tub!”
I sat her on a cushiony high-backed chair well away from the bathtub and crouched in front of her.
Thankfully, the bandages I’d wrapped earlier still held in place and hadn’t bled through.
I gazed up at her, my hands on her ankles. “Da. And you can have a long hot soak as soon as those cuts on your thigh heal.”
Her lips popped open in protest.
I hushed her. “I know warm water makes blood stream faster, Lucia. Is that what you had planned earlier?”
She glanced away tellingly.
Jesus Christ.
Then she whispered, “You marked me too.”
“My marks fade, dragotsennaya printsessa.” I stroked a fingertip across one of the stripes on her breast. “They’re a reminder, not a scar.”
“Why did you do that to me?” She looked so unsure and so beautiful sitting there.
“Because you needed it, and I so very fucking much wanted to do that to you.” That hot stab of dark need gored into me again. “But you are not to hurt yourself anymore. If you need pain, you come to me. I will deliver the punishment and always make sure you scream in pleasure at the end of it all. After you understand I control it.”
I control her.
I stood, moving to the sink to soak a washcloth in warm water.
“Are you sure I’m the first woman you’ve had here?” The very first note of uncertainty invested her voice.
Very good. She is jealous.
A smirk spread my lips as I returned to her. “Da. I just moved in, you see.”
I saw a brief flash of anger before she gave herself over to my ministrations again.
She was too blissed out to