Page 40 of Danger and Dominance (Black Fox Security Doms #1)

Cassidy

By the time Master David was done torturing her breasts with the damn wheels, Cassidy was ready to scream. Her nipples felt raw, sore, and so sensitive that the slightest brush made her jump, much less the spiky wheels.

“Okay, beautiful,” he murmured finally. “Stand right there.”

As if she was going to go anywhere else?

Not that she would dare ask such a question out loud.

I would like my orgasm now, please.

He put the vibrator and wheel back into his bag, then came back to where she was standing.

Cassidy squeaked as he swept her up into his arms like they were on the cover of a romance novel.

Her arms automatically went around his neck.

Even though her whole body was humming with need, a little part of her wanted to swoon at being picked up and carried in such a way.

The room wasn’t very big, so he didn’t have to go far to reach the bed.

Laying her down on it like she was something precious, he wasted no time in removing her thong, though he left her heels on, eyeing them with approval.

Then he straightened, shucking off his shirt as he did so.

Cassidy just watched, trying to ignore the demands of her body as she enjoyed seeing him strip down.

He was all long lines and hard muscles, his cock already thick and long again.

Yay! Orgasm time!

Getting onto the bed, Master David loomed over her, his lips coming down to meet hers.

She reached up for him, tilting her head up to meet his kiss, luxuriating in the feel of him against her needy body.

Once again, Cassidy found herself squealing as he did the unexpected, and they rolled together, ending with her atop him, straddling his cock.

Lifting her head up from the kiss, she stared down at him in surprise.

Don had never let her be on top. And she knew that wasn’t in any of the files or surveys she’d filled out—not for Black Fox, not for the Outlands.

Master David’s hands, which had been on her hips when he’d flipped them around, slid up her sides to cup her aching breasts. He massaged them in his warm hands, an entirely different sensation than the prickling wheel, like a warm balm after the tingling pricks.

“Ride me, sweetheart.” His smile was warm, his voice husky. His hips lifted, rubbing the tip of his dick against the slick folds of her pussy. “Use me for your pleasure.”

Normally, if she wasn’t so on edge, so damn needy, such an order would have flustered her. She wouldn’t have quite known what to do.

Right now, though? With the need riding her in a manner she’d never experienced in her life? With a Dom inviting her to take what she wanted, needed, from him?

It was the hottest offer she’d ever been given.

Lowering her mouth to his for another needy kiss put her body in a position where the end of his cock was right up against the entrance to her body. She reached down between them to help position it in exactly the right spot before she let her weight fall, sliding her body down onto his cock.

Oh, fuck… yes…

He was thick and hard and felt oh so good as she sat down on him.

Her pussy felt tight, as if he was huge inside her, and it took her a moment to remember the plug that was in her ass.

She’d almost forgotten it amid all the other sensations assaulting her senses.

Now, she was hyperaware of it again, taking up space alongside the cock that was sliding inside her.

“Oh God…” she gasped, shuddering as she bottomed out, her pulsing clit rubbing against Master David’s hard body.

Master David chuckled. “Don’t stop there, little spark.”

He pinched her sore nipples, making her gasp and clench around him and the plug.

The need he’d built up inside her with the vibrator, tormenting her by never letting her go over the edge, was surging up inside her. She couldn’t stop if she wanted to.

Use me , he’d said, and she did.

Up and down, grinding herself against him, it felt like barely moments before the first wave of her orgasm hit her.

Ecstasy burst over her, her body convulsing as fireworks exploded inside her.

She cried out his name, shuddering atop him, feeling him thrusting up into her, massaging her breasts through the waves of erotic rapture.

The sheer relief of release was enough to make her feel boneless, much less the actual pleasure.

She slumped over him, panting, her pussy still squeezing around the relentlessly hard cock inside her.

He hadn’t come yet.

Hands squeezed her breasts, massaging, coaxing.

“Keep going, sweetheart. Ride me.” The low command had her moving again, despite how watery her muscles felt.

This time, she moved slower, more deliberately, rocking up and down on his cock.

Savoring the sensation. This time, her orgasm was a slow build, though its foundation was solidly planted on her previous paroxysm of pleasure.

Master David helped, sliding his hands from her breasts to her arms, down to her hands.

Cassidy moved up and down on his cock, her thigh muscles burning, her fingers entwined with his as he assisted her movements. His gaze moved up and down her body, helping her to keep up the pace, enjoying the way he watched her.

Pleasure built, syrupy slow and hot, coiling and coiling inside her.

When she cried out the second time, her head fell back, her body clenching and pulsing around his cock and the plug.

The orgasm felt deeper, stronger, the waves pulling her under, tumbling her around, until she came back up gasping for air.

Her clit buzzed and hummed under the sensual assault until she fell atop him.

Stretched out over his hard body, she could feel his hard cock still inside her as well.

He hadn’t come.

Again.

“Up, Cassidy.” His fingers stroked down the center of her damp back. “Ride me again.”

Cassidy whimpered. Tried to push herself up with loose-limbed arms. Felt herself collapse back down on top of him. Her pussy spasmed. She didn’t think she could come again. She didn’t want to come again.

But she did want him to come again.

She didn’t want to leave him unsatisfied.

She just couldn’t get herself up again.

“I can’t.” She buried her head against his shoulder, feeling tears spring to her eyes because she couldn’t do what he wanted her to. She’d disappointed him.

Instead of chiding her, he surprised her.

“Good, then it’s my turn.” He kissed her temple, and suddenly, they were twisting on the bed again, back the other way, his hard cock still lodged inside her.

Cassidy clung to him, squealing as he flipped her over onto her back, leaving her staring up at him in surprise.

Any shame about her inability to do as he’d ordered dissipated as he grinned down at her.

He’d meant to get her to the point of no return.

Relief flooded her, along with consternation, when he rocked his hips against her, making her pussy quiver. She was already so oversensitive, so overwhelmed from the two orgasms in a row, she wasn’t sure she could take anything more.

Not that she stopped him when he pressed her hands, still entwined with his, into the bed on either side of her head and began to pound between her thighs. Keening, Cassidy arched her back, crying out at the sensual assault that was almost too much to bear.

David

Hot need pulsing through him, David groaned as Cassidy quivered and cried out beneath him. He moved fast and hard, feeling her fighting the rise of another climax. Her pussy was sweet heaven, hot and wet and clamping down around him as she fought a third rise of ecstasy.

“Please…” Her head thrashed back and forth. “I can’t!”

He knew exactly what she was talking about, but he was determined.

“Yes, you can, good girl,” he crooned. Pushing her hands above her head, he adjusted the angle of his body, making her shudder and writhe as he hit her clit with every hard thrust home. “One more time.”

A little wail rose in the air, and she shook her head again.

“I can’t, I can’t…” But her pussy was already starting to spasm around him.

David moved with hard, rough, deliberate strokes, the opposite of what she had been doing on top of him, stimulating her in an entirely different way.

“Oh God… David… please…”

“That’s it, sweetheart. Come for me. Come all over my cock.”

She screamed, heat flushing up and down her throat, filling her cheeks, and he shuddered as he felt her spasm around him. Fuck.

They raced across the finish line together, Cassidy sobbing from the extreme pleasure while David groaned, emptying himself into her. They rocked in unison, so deeply wound together, he could barely tell where he ended and she started.

His elbows hit the bed, bracing himself so his full weight didn’t fall atop her as they slumped. He could feel, rather than hear, her whimper as his forehead bowed down to press against hers. The long, shuddering breaths she took in were testament to how affected she was.

The smallest movement on his part made her twitch and gasp. Not that he wanted to move much. He held himself fully inside her, slowly softening, though even the shrinking of his cock made her react. She was oversensitized in the most delightful manner.

David shifted to brush his lips against hers again. She sighed as she opened her lips to him—the happy, satisfied sigh of a satiated submissive.

Eventually, though, he had to disengage.

“Stay here,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to her forehead when she started to open her eyes, moving like she was going to push herself up. “I’m going to clean up. You don’t move a muscle.”

Sinking back into the bed, Cassidy smiled as he pulled the covers up over her to make sure she didn’t get cold alone in the bed.

That meant he could take his time cleaning up, packing up his equipment, then returning to the bed with one of the wipes that was kept in the wardrobe to clean her up as well.

She’d fallen asleep.

David quietly cleaned her up and removed the plug, glancing at the clock on the wall. They had the room for another twenty minutes.

Waking her up would be wrong.

Right?

Aftercare was about what a submissive needed. She needed to sleep.

Did she need him to crawl back in beside her and wrap his arms around her?

Need might be a strong word, but she immediately snuggled into his arms, sighing and rubbing her cheek against the inside of his bicep as she settled into place. And damned if she didn’t feel good there.

Lincoln already knew they were down here. Therefore, everything that happened tonight had his tacit approval. He had to know that Cassidy and David were going to sleep together tonight.

Did this still feel like something David wasn’t supposed to be doing?

Yes. But, surprisingly, he didn’t feel any regret.

Just a bit of resentment at the idea that someone would tell him he shouldn’t have slept with Cassidy.

He always followed the rules. That was who he was.

He’d broken his parents’ rules because their rules had been selfish, harmful.

Their rules were all about benefiting themselves and not about the good of anyone else.

David’s rules were always about other people.

Was it really so bad to break his rules just once?

Especially with someone who didn’t entirely fit the parameters of a client, anyway?

Yes, he was arguing with himself inside his head.

Cassidy shifted against him.

“Shh,” he murmured, tightening his hold on her. “We have five more minutes.”

“Mmm. And then what?” Her nose rubbed against his chest hair in a ticklish manner, one leg sliding between his as she tried to get closer to him. He couldn’t tell how awake she was. Enough to be talking, but her words were slurred, as if she wasn’t fully awake.

“Then I have to take you home.”

“Mmm.”

Take her home, but he knew this wasn’t over. He couldn’t take her out on an official date right now, but he already knew that keeping this to the club couldn’t last forever.

For the first time in his life, he’d rather break his rules than follow them.