Page 44 of Wickedly Played (Checkmate #1)

Chapter Thirty-Nine

MAX

Serena looks around cautiously before she reaches between us to undo my belt and then pants.

The wicked little smile on her face tells me she’s into this.

In the back of my mind, I’m studying her face to see if I’m pushing her too far, but she doesn’t hesitate.

Her hand grabs my painfully hard shaft, squeezes me, then licks her lips.

“I would love nothing more than for you to suck me, beautiful, but I don’t want you on your knees here. Straddle me and let me inside of you.”

Serena turns carefully, places her hands on my shoulders, then moves the gusset of her underwear to the side to put me inside of her. “Oh, fuck,” she whispers against my lips.

“You feel so good,” I growl.

Discreetly, she begins to ride me. Each time I’m buried to the hilt, she squeezes me with her muscles, almost unmanning me with how good she feels. “That’s it, sweetness. Ride me.”

“Mr. Fitzpatrick, sorry to interrupt-”

“Then why are you?” I snap.

“I wanted to-”

“We will let you know when we need something.”

Serena’s lips hover over my mouth, and I wrap my fingers in her hair. “Max, I’m going to come again. It has been so long.”

“It’s okay, baby. Come on my dick. We have all night,” I encourage her. My other hand controls her hips to roll them over me just right. She moans into my mouth as her tongue dances with mine. “I’m going to come. Come with me, sweetness.”

“I’m there,” she whimpers.

“Jesus!” I snarl as I place both of my hands on her dangerous hips to stop her from moving. “Serena, I want you to know something.”

“What is it?” Her eyes are snapping with lust, and I love that she looks at me with so much passion. I would do anything to keep that look in her eyes.

“You and me?”

“Yes?” Her delicate eyebrow raises.

“I just want you to know you have all of me.”

We’re back at home after our dinner, and the second part of my plan is about to commence. This is the part I have the most concerns regarding. Leading her into our room, I begin to undress her. Each little bit of skin that is revealed, I kiss.

She giggles as my beard touches her. “I’m not used to you being so sweet.”

Chuckling, I slap her on the ass. “You want me to be an ass?”

Shrugging, she turns in front of me, wearing only the lacy lingerie. “I want you to be you. I want the real Max Fitzpatrick. As long as you want the real Serena Jermaine.”

“I always want her.”

“Do you also want Mistress Aphrodite?”

I understand the power of the question she’s asking and the implications of the words.

She’s asking if I still want her as a Domme even if she submits to me or after she’s been assaulted.

If Serena’s ready to come back as a Domme, I’m prepared to step in as her bodyguard again as long as she’s ready for me to be her Dom.

“Are you ready for her to come back?”

Serena looks around the room, then winks at me. “With you? Yes. With Stella? Yes. With others? I don’t know.”

“How about we focus on just us, baby.”

I grab her hand, leading her to bed with her heels still on. She sits on the edge of the bed with a cautious look on her face. “What are you doing?”

“Do you trust me?”

“Yes,” she answers without hesitation.

The lack of hesitation means a shit ton to me. “Tonight, we leave all of our demons at the door. We exorcise all our ghosts and leave them out there.”

She looks around and then looks back at me with a smile of excitement. “Okay, Max.”

“Sweetness, lie on the bed.” I wait until she’s lying on the bed with her arms and legs spread just right for me to use the spreader bar for her legs.

I would have brought her to Serena’s playroom, but I wanted to make sure I eased her into this first. I walk to the front of the bed to fasten the cuffs around her wrists, kissing her before releasing her.

The clasps are tightened around her ankles snug enough to prevent escape, but not so tight that they will cut into her skin. “How does that feel?”

“Good.”

Her eyes are watching every movement of mine. I would have blindfolded her, but I don’t want to traumatize her even more than she already is. She’s been through enough lately. I take off my clothes, set them aside, and then climb onto the bed.

My breath catches while my eyes cascade down her body. “Fuck, baby. I’m glad you’re back.”

“I’m here, Max.”

“You’re never leaving my fucking sight. You get me?” I roll my hips against her pussy with the tip of my cock, hitting her just right to get her to moan loudly.

“Please,” she cries.

“Promise me you won’t leave my sight.”

“I won’t.”

“Good girl,” I whisper into her ear. My lips suck on her earlobe before my teeth sink into it. “You’re being my good girl tonight, aren’t you?”

She whimpers with her head nodding. “Yes.”

I take my time kissing her ear, jaw, her delectable mouth, throat, neck, collarbone, each one of her luscious tits, suckling her nipples, and then dipping into the planes of her stomach.

She writhes beneath me as she struggles against the restraints.

When I’m hovering over her pussy, she’s bucking against the spreader bar.

“I forgot how frustrating this thing is,” she whines.

I chuckle, then slap her on her mound. “No whining. You keep it up, this is going to take all night, and I had every intention of getting you off with my mouth and then burying myself inside of you.”

She scoffs but stops fighting against the spreader bar. “Okay, Max.”

“I want you to refer to me as Sir, baby. I know you are going to be my good girl tonight. Am I right?” She squirms in front of me with her chest rising and falling.

“Yes, Sir.”

Her submission means more than hearing those three little words to me. Even though I told her she has all of me, and she didn’t make any declarations back, Serena trusting me after everything she has been through is all the declaration I need.

My mouth covers her pussy over the lacey gusset of her thong. Her legs are in the air with the bar doing its job, keeping them spread for me to wear her thighs as earmuffs. My tongue laves her through her sultry material, with her fighting against the restraints.

“Please, Sir!”

My lips curl against her flesh. Moving her underwear to the side, I look at her dripping pussy. Serena is gorgeous as it is, but when she’s soaking for me, she is just for me.

“Mine,” I growl against her slit. I bit her hood, eliciting a moan. “Say it!”

“Yours. I’m yours!”

I eat her aggressively, between sucking her clit, fingering her tight hole, and then licking her pussy until she is shaking under me. “Ask me before you come.”

“Sir,” she warns.

“Beg me.”

“Please,” she pants. Her body is trembling as she fights the restraints. The bar is holding her tautly in place, but I see how her thighs are vibrating with her orgasm threatening to burst through her body. “Sir, I need to come. Please!”

“What will you give me for it?” I taunt. My mouth is hovering over her as my breath tickles her overheated flesh.

“Anything. You can have anything.”

“Anything?”

“Yes, Sir.”

My tongue tickles her slit a couple of times to bring her back to life. “Good. I want you to be like this for the rest of our lives. Can you do that for me?”

“Yes!”

“Come, baby.”

My lips suck her clitoral hood and then my fingers fuck her hole, hard. “Yes, yes!” Her thighs shake as my head is hugged between them, and she floods my face with her squirting.

She is thrashing under me with the bar shaking from her movements. I ease her through her orgasm until she’s trying to close her thighs on my head to push me away. “Sir, please.”

“What, sweetness?”

“Too sensitive.”

“Want me to fuck you?”

“All night, please, Sir.”

I line my body between hers and thrust inside of her without giving her a warm-up. She screams loudly throughout the room at my administrations. “Shit, baby. You feel so good at my mercy.”

Serena nods her head under me. Each time I piston my hips, she cries from the force. My back bumps the bar each time I drive into her with my hands grasping her hips. I slide out of her, move enough out of the way, then flip her. She yelps with her ass in the air, as I swat her perfect ass.

“Hey!” she whines.

My cock bottoms out inside of her as she screams jibberish. “This pussy was made just for me, baby. No one else. Do you hear me?” My fingers slide between her thighs to slap her clit. “I own this fucking pussy.”

I grab the bar to use it as leverage as I give her everything I have. She is moaning into the mattress while my dick fucks her deliciously. My balls hit her against her clit, and she is crying from her impending orgasm.

“Sir!”

“Yes, pet?”

“Please.”

“Do you want to come?”

“You feel so good!”

“Come for me, baby.”

Chapter

Serena

I’m cuddled against his chest with my ass on fire from his punishing thrusts, spankings, and pinches. I wouldn’t change a thing. His arms are bound around me to hold me possessively after we took a bath, where he made sure he took good care of me.

“Serena?”

“Yes?”

“Did that help?”

My heart hammers in my chest as I come down from the beloved subspace my subs loved so much. Stella had told me so many times that she loved it and needed it at certain times that she would request we do a scene when things would be getting a little too much for her.

Being able to trust Max like this is what I need the most right now as I embrace this part of my life again. I would love to experience Max as a sub for me. I want to see him tied up for me. On his knees for me. I bet he would look good for me.

My body wraps tighter around him. Aftercare with Max is incredible, as he held me in the bathtub with me cuddled against his chest. He took great care in washing my body with the loofah, then washing my hair after.

He rubbed my body softly with lotion after we got out of the tub and made sure to stick the fluffy towel in the warmer before wrapping me in it, then laying me on the bed. I love how attentive he is to me.