“Now you want to talk, when you’ve got me ready to explode?”
“Patience, my love.” He begins to kiss my belly, paying attention to each of my ribs. “I promise it’ll be worth it.” Continuing down, he nibbles on my hipbone, all the while dragging his fingers lightly over my abdomen.
What should tickle doesn’t. It only takes my arousal to yet another level. I squirm on the bed, trying to get closer to him.
“Stay still, sweetheart, and spread your legs.”
I ease my feet apart.
“More. I want them as wide as they’ll go.” He looks down to watch and his eyes go wide. “You shaved…”
“Yes. Sir. Does that please you?”
“You’re not asking questions, remember?”
Moaning, I let my head fall back to the bed.
“Put your arms over your head.”
I raise both arms and lay them on the bed behind me.
He stands and drags his gaze from my face to my breasts and below. “Your * is so wet, it’s dripping.” His finger moves over my inner thigh, and that’s when I realize it’s wet, too.
I’m mortified and close my eyes so he can’t see that.
“No,” he says. “You’ll never be embarrassed by the desire you feel for me. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Say it. Say I’ll never be ashamed by the desire I feel for my husband.”
“I-I’ll never be ashamed of the desire I feel for my husband.”
“Or my Dom.”
“Or my Dom.”
“Put your hands under your knees and hold them open for me.”
My hands are sweaty and trembling as I grasp my legs.
He bends over me, touching me only with his tongue, lapping up the wetness but avoiding the one place I need him most.
“What do you want, sweetheart?”
“You. Inside me. Please.” I roll my hips higher, trying to get him to focus.
He takes advantage of the opportunity to spank me, reminding me again of who’s in charge. Then he’s back inside me and the vibrator is on my clit, the combination taking me up again so quickly I can’t seem to get air to my lungs.
“Come, Natalie.” As he says the word, he pinches my clit, and I come, screaming and thrashing as he continues to press into me, withdrawing and driving in again until he’s coming, too.
I release my legs because I can’t hold them any longer. My thighs are quivering, and every inch of my body is vibrating.
Flynn holds me close, kissing me everywhere he can reach. “Shhh, sweetheart.”
He kisses my face, and I feel dampness. My tears.
“It’s okay. I’ll never forget the expression on your face when you came undone. You were so beautiful.”
“I-I… It was…”
He frames my face and uses his thumbs to wipe away my tears. “Tell me.”
“Incredible.”
“Your favorite word to describe me. I like that.”
I bite my lip and nod. “It fits.”
Flynn turns on his side, taking me with him, our bodies still joined. He keeps his arms around me, stroking my hair and rubbing my back. “Are you okay?”
I nod.
“I need words, Nat.”
“I’m good. Great, in fact.”
“So you liked what we did?”
“You couldn’t tell?”
“Yes,” he says, laughing, “I could tell, but I want you to say the words. This is no place for virtuousness.”
“Virtuous. That’s the word Leah used to describe me because I wasn’t willing to have sex with just anyone.”
“She didn’t know why.”
“No. She didn’t know I was waiting for you.”
“Nat… You’re so sweet and so sexy. The way you looked on your knees waiting for me… God, that was hot. I’ll never forget it.”
“Why did you make me wait so long?”
“Anticipation makes everything more intense.”
“I wondered if that was why.”
“By thinking about it all day, we were both on the razor’s edge before we stepped foot in here.” He kisses my forehead and continues to stroke my hair. He’s in full caretaker mode now. “You were going to tell me if you liked what we did.”
“I loved it. I loved turning over control of my pleasure to you and knowing you’d make it great for me.”
“I’ll always make it great for you. You can count on that.”
“Tell me the truth about something.”
“Anything.”
“Did you go easy on me tonight?”
“Easy?”
“You know what I’m asking, Flynn.”
“I told you we’d start slowly.”
“And it was good for you, too?”
“Walking in here and seeing you in position… I’ll never forget my first sight of you submitting to me so willingly and perfectly. I’ve never been more turned on in my life. Christ, Nat, if it’d been any better, I might’ve died from the pleasure.”
“Please don’t do that. I need you here with me.”
“I’m right here, and I’m not going anywhere. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.”
Chapter 9
Before we leave the apartment in the morning, I prepare a text that I plan to send to Natalie while we’re in the car on the way to Teterboro.