won’t take me long.”
“You’ve earned it,” he said. “I won’t make you hold off any longer.”
He finger-fucked her, starting softly, then increasing the tempo of his thrusts.
Her body felt molten, and she was no longer aware of being on the cross. She was simply in the moment, enjoying the feel of his hand.
When she had shown up, she’d been angry that Master Devon wasn’t available. She’d only wanted the familiar. But now… It was as if this Dom had uncovered her true nature.
She felt lost, and she wanted to surrender to the vortex of unexpected emotion.
“Keep looking at me,” he reminded her.
Even though he spoke softly, she heard the firmness of his command. She was aware of how well he read her. She hadn’t closed her eyes, but she’d been on the verge of doing so.
“Tell me how this feels.”
His rich voice thrilled her. “It’s amazing, Sir. You’re filling me so completely.”
“Filling what?”
“My…” He fucked her harder. “My…”
“Your?”
“Pussy, Sir!”
“Dirtier,” he ordered. “I want your words to be dirtier.”
“You’re stretching my cunt, Sir.”
“That’s hot,” he said.
Deep inside, she felt the beginning tendrils of a climax. Her breaths became more and more shallow.
“Tell me what you want, sub.”
“I want you to finger-fuck my cunt to orgasm, Sir.”
“Oh, yeah,” he said. He increased the depth and intensity of his thrusts, and he spread his fingers apart.
Her body convulsed.
“Eyes open,” he said.
His order was nearly impossible to follow. She wanted to come, was on the verge…
His mouth was set in a firm line. She read his determination in the solid set of his jaw. He obviously wanted to share the entirety of her experience.
“I’m…”
“Say it.”
She leant forward, rising on to her toes as much as the bondage would allow. She was wordlessly, shamelessly seeking more. “I’m going to come.”
Master Gabriel was true to his word. He went knuckle deep inside her and pressed hard on her clitoris. “Now,” he bit out.
The command pushed her over the edge.
“That’s a good little sub, coming on your Master’s command. Make my hand wet, give me your orgasm.”
Jerking against his hand, his palm, she screamed.
She continued to climax for long seconds as he forced the response from her body.
“Good,” he murmured, tugging slightly on her hair to keep her head in place.
Finally, despite his grip, she sagged, panting.
He’d been true to his word. He hadn’t let her come, he’d made her.
He nodded. Obviously she’d given him what he wanted, as well.
“How are you doing?” he asked quietly as he withdrew his hand.
“I’m fine, Sir.”
“I like the way you look on the cross, and how much access I have to your body. I also like that you can’t escape.”
“I do, too, Sir.” That reality surprised her. Until now, until him, she had preferred being in charge of a scene, dictating the pace, and deciding whether or not they had sex. He’d all but obliterated her boundaries, and it thrilled her.
“I’m going to release you from the cross.”
Her next few heartbeats slammed together. “Uhm…”
“Ask your question, sub. I don’t like prevarication, and it doesn’t suit you.”
She bravely met his gaze. “Will you fuck me?”
He raised his eyebrows.
“If you don’t want to—”
“Stop. Fucking you is no hardship, Victoria. I just will not take advantage of you.”
“It wouldn’t be taking advantage of me, Sir.” She may never again get the chance to explore a relationship with Master Gabriel. She wanted to experience everything possible. Fear, trepidation, and excitement warred inside her, creating a turbulent knot in her stomach. She wanted it all, no matter how terrifying that thought was. “I want your cock. Fill me? Please?”
Chapter Three
As well as their first few minutes together had gone, Gabriel had never expected her ardent request.
Since she’d