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Blake immediately made her look at him, and she could see the anger in his eyes. “Let me make myself clear, honey. I don’t lie, and I don’t bullshit. I don’t know who you were with before, but apparently they didn’t treat you like you should’ve been treated. I’m not them, so we’re gonna stop this right here, right now. I can see you’ve got curves, Myka. I like curves. I like curves a whole fucking lot.”

  “I—” Myka started to speak, but Blake interrupted her.

  “I’m not finished yet, little one, and you’re gonna sit here and listen to every damn word. Now, as I was saying, I like curves. And, I’m gonna be seeing all of yours eventually—without any clothes on, so right now I want you to take your blouse off so we can start with your top half and then move on from there.”

  Blake then began to unbutton her blouse with determination, leaving her no choice but to let him do it. Myka closed her eyes and tried to take her thoughts elsewhere, when she felt her blouse then bra drop to the floor. She held her breath, and her body tensed. She felt Blake’s hand on her breasts, and then he pulled her into his arms, whispering into her ear, “Open your eyes, baby. Everything’s just fine.”

  Myka took a few deep breaths and slowly opened her eyes. She kept her head buried against his body until he lifted her chin, so he could see her eyes. “See, that wasn’t so bad, was it?”

  “Blake, I can’t do this.”

  “You’ve already done it, sweetheart. The worst part is over.”

  “No, it’s not. You don’t understand!”

  “I understand just fine. It’s apparent that you have some issues we need to work on, but if you didn’t do something every time you were a little afraid or embarrassed, you wouldn’t be living much, now would you?” Myka said nothing. “Answer me, please.”

  “I, uh, guess not.”

  “You guess not, what?”

  “I guess not, Sir.”

  “Then we just need to take this one step at a time, and you’ll see it’s not as bad as you’ve made it out to be. Now, I’m going to touch you for a little while, okay?”

  “Okay,” Myka whispered.

  Blake began to rub her breasts with one hand and then bent down to cover her mouth with his. She felt the electricity again, and her body began to melt into his. “That’s it, little one. Let it go.”

  “Oh, God, Blake. I—”

  “I know, baby. I’m gonna make you feel real good. I just need you to trust me. Do you think you can do that for me?”

  “Uh-huh.”

  “That’s my girl. Now I’m going to lay you back on the bed so I can explore your exquisite top half, and then we’re gonna take off your jeans so I can explore the rest of you.” Blake moved the pillows against the headboard of the bed and then positioned her so he could lie beside her. He took her left breast in his mouth, licking and nipping at her nipple until it was erect and hard. Myka began to moan as she felt his tongue on her body. She felt his hand move down to the button of her jeans, and she held her breath as he slowly pulled the zipper down and worked his hand in so he could touch her pussy.

  “Let’s get these off,” he said hoarsely as he stripped the jeans and panties from her body.

  “Blake,” she whimpered, not comfortable with being completely naked.

  “Shhh. You’re doin’ just fine, baby. I like your curves, remember?”

  Myka took another deep breath as his hand slipped back to her wet pussy and parted her lips. She arched her hips toward his hand, as he took his finger and slowly began to pump in and out of her eager hole.

  “Oh God, Blake!”

  “You ain’t seen nothin’ yet, baby,” he said with a wink. “I’m gonna make you come real good for me before I fill you with my cock.” He scooted down so that his head was between her legs. He put her legs over his shoulders and then began to lick her completely and thoroughly. He then flicked her clit with his tongue, causing her to gasp in pleasure. When he started to finger-fuck her pussy in unison with his tongue, it was no time at all until she felt herself coming hard, her body writhing as her hands fisted the bedding. He chuckled when she screamed his name and continued to moan.

  “That was a good one, sweetheart. Now we get to do it all over again.” Blake unzipped his jeans and began to take off his clothes. When his stiff cock emerged, Myka’s eyes widened, and she thought to herself that there was no way in hell she could take all of him. Blake noticed the look on her face. “Whatcha thinkin’, baby?”

  Myka stammered. “Uh, that it’s been a long time, and you’re so big and—”

  “We’re gonna take it real slow, and if it hurts we’re gonna stop, okay?”

  “Uh-huh.”

  “Again, Myka.”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “Good girl. Now let the games begin.”

  Blake took a condom out of the bedside table and handed it to Myka to put on his stiff erect cock. Her hands were shaking as she tried to tear the package open. She finally got it out, and it slid snugly over his thick shaft. Blake then took Myka’s arms and lifted them over her head. “Have you ever been restrained, Myka?”

  “Uh, no, Sir,” she replied with uncertainty in her eyes.

  “Myka,” he said with more authority, “What is your safe word?”

  “Red.”

  “You will use that word if you get scared or if it hurts, but I want you to at least try for me, okay?”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “Good girl.” He then pulled out two padded wrist restraints from the headboard that Myka hadn’t seen before. He gently placed each wrist in the cuffs and made sure they were secure, but not too tight. She immediately began to struggle and pull at the restraints, but was unable to break free. She then began to blush when she realized she was getting wetter and was aching for his touch.

  Blake positioned himself over her body, his cock now touching her pussy. He began to tease her by rubbing his cock up and down, making sure not to enter. Myka began to tilt her hips toward him, wanting him to fuck her. “Please, Blake!”

  “Please what, Myka?”

  “Please, fuck me—Sir!”

  “For someone who was so nervous, you sure are being impatient aren’t you?”

  “Y–yes, Sir.”

  “So, you want me to go ahead and put my cock in?”

  “Yes, please dammit! Sir.”

  “Well now, I do like ‘please.’”

  With that, he began to enter her pussy, and she could feel him stretching her with his girth. He moved gently, in and out, going deeper with each thrust. When he had filled her completely, he stopped. “You okay, baby?”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “I’m gonna wait here just a minute so you can adjust.”

  “Please move, Sir. Please.”

  “Patience, sweetheart.”

  “I’m not patient! Sir.”

  “Well, then. That’s something we’re gonna have to work on.”

  “Oh God! Can’t we work on it later?”

  “I know this is your first night, Myka, but you’re not in charge anymore. You’ll get fucked when I decide you get fucked, and you’ll come when I let you come.”

  Myka began to struggle against her restraints. “I don’t like this game anymore!”

  “Are you using your safe word?”

  “No. I. Am. Not!” she yelled.

  “Then you’ll just have to get used to our little game.”

  * * * *

  Myka could hear herself moaning, but she couldn’t stop herself. The fact that she was restrained made her want him even more. She had no idea what her future held for her, but she did know that where he was taking her tonight was where she wanted to go over and over again. She could feel the heat coursing through her body, rapidly rushing toward her pussy. Her body began to tense as she was close to coming.

  “Do not come, Myka.”

  “What?”

  “You heard me,” he said, stopping his cock midfuck.

  “Blake, no! I need to come!”

  “You’ll come
when I say you can, baby. Not until. I know it’s hard, but it’ll be better if you wait.”

  “I don’t like you right now!”

  “I know, but you will in a little while,” he said, smiling.

  “Oooh! It’s not funny! You get me all worked up, and then you just quit!”

  “This will help you learn to be patient, and that you only do what I say. It’ll get easier the more you do it, I promise.”

  When Myka didn’t respond, he asked, “So, you don’t have anything to say to that?”

  “No.”

  “You look really cute when you’re pouting. If you wanna come, though, you have to be a good girl. Tell me nicely what you want, and look me in the eyes when you say it.”

  Myka sighed heavily, not happy with having to play his way, but needing her release badly. “Can I please come, Sir?” she asked, forcing herself to be nice.

  “That was so good, baby. Of course you can come.” Blake resumed his fucking, thrusting in and out, the heat quickly returning as before. “Come for me, Myka. Give it all to me, right now.” As soon as he said “now,” he thrust even deeper, causing the explosion to engulf her entire being. She thought the first orgasm had been wonderful, but this one had no words to describe it. Her body arched and tensed, and he continued to pump faster and faster as his own release was imminent. She saw him close his eyes as he came, and she could feel his throbbing cock slowing within her.

  He slowly pulled out, removed the condom, and then lay beside her on the bed. He released her wrists and gently rubbed where redness had started to appear due to her struggling. He smiled down at her and kissed her on the nose. “So, was it worth the wait?”

  She wasn’t happy to admit he had been right. “Yes, it was worth it. I guess I should say ‘thank you,’ ’cause it’s never been that good before.”

  “Just wait till tomorrow,” he said as he turned on his side, pulled her close, and put his arm around her waist. She had never had a man actually cuddle with her after sex, so the intimacy was a little overwhelming. She began to cry softly, and tears ran down her face. “What’s wrong, little one? Did I hurt you?”

  “No, you didn’t hurt me, Blake. It’s just that I’ve never had a man who cared enough about me to want to be with me afterward. Thank you for holding me.”

  “I will always hold you afterward, sweetheart. Not just after making love, but anytime we play. That way you can learn to trust me and know how much you mean to me. I don’t ever want you to feel used or unappreciated.”

  “Thank you, Sir,” she said again as she yawned. She thought about how nice it was going to be to fall asleep in his arms, and then her eyes slowly closed, and she drifted off peacefully.

  Chapter 3

  Blake woke up first and moved quietly so that he wouldn’t wake her up. He went into the kitchen to start the coffee and then jumped in the shower. As he walked back into the bedroom, he watched her lying there so sweetly.

  The first moment Blake had ever laid eyes on Myka, he knew she was a submissive by the way she responded to him. He could also see that she didn’t have a clue about her heart’s true desire. There was something about this woman that drew him in, and the fact that he just couldn’t explain it was a little unsettling.

  He had been in a few serious relationships before, but he had never felt this much for anyone in such a short amount of time. He was trying to hold his emotions back, but he could see he was going to be in trouble with this one. She did something to him, and he didn’t quite know how to handle it. He had always been in control. He was a Dom for God’s sake, but last night, he had wanted to give her whatever she wanted, and he wasn’t used to that.

  He decided they’d have breakfast first and then he’d take her to the club when no one else was around so she could explore freely and not feel intimidated. If all went well, then he’d take her shopping for some appropriate club attire. He’d let her see the real deal later on in the evening.

  “Wake up, sweetheart,” he whispered in her ear as he rubbed her bottom gently.

  “Is it already morning?” she mumbled, still not opening her eyes.

  “It is morning, and we’ve got a lot to do today, so get up and get in the shower, and I’ll go fix you some coffee. How do you like it?”

  “I don’t suppose you have any Splenda and vanilla caramel creamer, do you?”

  Blake raised his brow. “Uh, that would be a ‘no.’ But we can get you some later at the store.”

  “Fine,” she said, smiling, “A little sugar and milk or cream if you have it. Or black would even be good at this point.”

  “I’ll see what I can do, princess.”

  * * * *

  Myka dragged herself out of bed and headed for the shower. She took her phone in there with her and immediately called Kim, who had made her promise to call and let her know how it went.

  “Hello?” Kim answered on the very first ring.

  “Kimberlee, he’s amazing! He’s fixing me coffee right now, and you were right about the Dom stuff. I think he’s going to rock my world! He’s taking me to the club today, and I’ll let you know how that goes, but I gotta go for now. I’ll talk to you soon, bye!” Myka got into the shower, not even realizing she had hung up before Kim had a chance to talk.

  * * * *

  Blake was waiting in the bedroom when she came out in just a towel. He noticed her blushing, and she then grabbed her clothes out of the suitcase and headed back to the bathroom. “Myka,” Blake said, not taking his eyes off her. “I think you should get dressed in here.”

  She looked away from him and held the clothes tightly against her body. “I–I don’t think I can, Blake.”

  “I want you to try for me, please.”

  She took several deep breaths and looked like her mind was racing. He saw her eyes dart around the room and stop at the corner where the big armchair sat. She headed in that direction, stepped behind the armchair, and then placed her clothes on the back of the chair. When he raised his brow at her, she replied matter-of-factly, “You said ‘in here,’ and I’m ‘in here.’” He also noticed the slight hint of defiance in her tone. Yes, this one’s going to be fun, he thought as a smile formed on his lips.

  He watched as she carefully dressed while trying to keep her towel covering her body as much as possible. “If you don’t remember, sweetheart, I did see you without clothes on last night.”

  “That was different—it wasn’t during the light of day.” When Myka was finished dressing, she went back into the bathroom to fix her makeup and hair. He loved her hair, how it fell softly toward her face as if it were framing a masterpiece.

  “You look lovely,” he said, walking toward her and pulling her into his arms. He kissed her so passionately that her knees buckled, and he had to hold her up. “I love the way your body responds to me,” he whispered, holding her tighter. Once he let her go, he looked into her eyes and knew that she was falling just as quickly as he was. “We have to go, baby. Grab your coffee, and then I’ll take you to go get some breakfast.” As they walked out to the truck, he silently prayed that she would like the club and could truly accept him for who he was.

  Blake had his arm possessively around her waist as they entered the café. He introduced her to everyone, and they all congratulated her for capturing the killer who had kidnapped her and Kim. Blake smiled when he saw how easily she fit in and was accepted by everyone.

  After breakfast, Blake drove her to his club, Intrigue, and helped her out of the truck. “It’s so big, Blake. I had no idea.”

  “Seems like I heard you say that last night, too,” he said with a wink.

  She smiled and playfully hit him, looking up at him through her lashes. They walked over to a side entrance, and Blake unlocked the door and then punched in a security code. The door led to Blake’s private office, which consisted of a large desk, leather furniture, a bathroom, small kitchen area, and mini bar.

  He then walked her out into the main lobby area where the lounge and bar w
ere located. He explained that no one could go past the double doors if they were intoxicated. “Why can’t they?” she asked.

  “We always want everyone safe, sweetheart. If you’re drunk you may not remember your safe word, or if you’re the Dom/Master, you may not quit when you should. I have two men stationed here every night, and no one goes through unless they’re OK’d by the bartender. I also have staff—monitors—and you’ll meet them all tonight. They all wear red shirts, so that everyone knows who they are. They watch the cameras that are in that room over there and then are stationed at the various play areas so they can make sure everyone is behaving.”

  “And what if they’re not?”

  “Then they are escorted out, and I decide whether they can return or not.”

  “Can I ask a stupid question?” she asked, appearing somewhat embarrassed.

  “You can ask me any question, Myka, and I’d be angry if you didn’t.”

  “What does BDSM mean anyway? I know bondage, but never really knew the other part.”

  “That’s an excellent question, baby. I hope that you will always ask when you don’t know something, because I may forget that you’re not used to this lifestyle and just assume that you do know. Okay, the answer to your question. BD stands for bondage and discipline, D/s stands for dominance and submission, and SM stands for sadism and masochism.”

  “Do you have to like all of that, or can you just like parts of it?”

  “You can just like parts,” he said, smiling. “I don’t like all of it, if that’s what you’re trying to ask. The bondage, you got just a little taste of last night. The discipline—you’ll definitely be getting spanked when you need it. I’m a Dom, so obviously the dominance is me and the submissive is you. Not so much on the sadism or masochism. I don’t want to be hurt, nor do I want to hurt you. I’m thinking you pretty much feel the same way, am I right?”

  “That would be correct—Sir,” she said with a giggle.

  “I think we should go explore, don’t you? I wanted you to see everything while we’re alone because it will be totally different tonight when everyone’s here.” Blake took her by the hand, and they walked through the double doors.