He drags open the curtain and leads me into the shower. Clouds of hot steam fill the room, taking my breath away. I wonder what he’ll do, if he’ll master me and dominate me in the bathroom, but he doesn’t. He doesn’t want to talk either.
Wordlessly, he lathers me up and rinses me off. I like the feel of his hands on my scalp, massaging the shampoo in before he rinses off the suds. I let him wash me, then I turn to him and do the same. Hesitantly, I run my hands over his body. I’ve longed to do just this, to touch him, to feel his strong, masculine body beneath my fingers and Jesus, he feels even better than I imagined. I wonder if what he’s done today, both punished and defended me, has affected how I feel toward him. My body comes alive near him.
I watch his eyes as I reach for his cock. He braces, groaning when I stroke the hardened length.
“Not in here,” he says. “Shower’s foreplay. I want you on my sheets when I fuck you.”
I shiver in excitement. I want him. But more than that?
He wants me.
There’s no question in my mind it’s time. We’ve been through so much over the years in so short a time. I’m no virgin, but I’ve never been with a man I really wanted.
That changes everything.
We towel off, and he lifts me up in his arms, kissing me as we make our way toward his bed.
“I don’t like to fuck gentle,” he says in my ear, his words a husky growl that sends molten heat pulsing through my core.
“I know,” I whisper. “I’ve got eyes, you know.”
He grins. “I want to claim every inch of your body, and goddamn it, I will.”
“Do it.”
He flips me around, drops me to the bed on my belly, and slaps my bottom, hard. “Get up on your knees.”
I scramble to obey when he slaps my arse again. “I fucking love seeing my handprints on your fair skin. You’ve still got marks from the spanking you got this morning. My marks.”
I’m trembling when he arranges my limbs on the bed and fastens my wrists in cuffs he has here for this purpose. The next moment, he’s got a gag to my lips. I part my mouth, and he secures it. I freeze when I feel cold lube trickle down my ass cheeks and the cool tip of a plug gliding in and out.
I knew he was kinky as fuck.
It fucking thrills me.
I’d have a thing or two to say if I wasn’t gagged, and the forced silence heightens my awareness.
“Good girl,” he says. Pleasure at his praise warms me. “Relax.”
He glides the plug through the lube again, holds me in place with his hand against the small of my back, then eases it in and out. I’m so full, so aroused. With my wrists fastened, the power of speech taken, I’m at his mercy. The cool metal sends wave after wave of arousal pulsing through me. I’m trembling with need, and it takes me a moment to realize the groans in the room are mine.
He pats the plug approvingly, then glides his fingers through my slick, swollen sex.
“Jesus,” he curses. “My God. You’re soaked.”
Hell yes I am. I’m already ready to come and he’s hardly touched me. I shiver when metal grazes my nipples next. I should’ve expected this. Arousal zings through me when he fastens first one nipple clamp, then the next. He’s pushed every arousal button, when he lowers his mouth to my shoulder and sinks his teeth into the tender skin.
Okay, so not every arousal button, my God.
“Fucking perfection,” he growls. I feel him stroke his cock up and down my folds. I hear the crinkle of a condom wrapper, and wish for a moment that we could do this ungloved, that I could feel him in me as closely as possible.
He suckles my shoulder where he bit as he slides his cock in me. I arch my back, welcoming him in. Between the fullness in my arse and the tenderness at my breasts, the only thing I’m missing is his thick cock in my core to make me feel complete.
He holds his cock at my entrance. “You’ll do exactly what I say, Sheena.” Gagged, I can only nod.
He eases his cock inside me. I don’t realize I’m holding my breath until he stops.
“I brought you here to punish you. To question you. But when we’re this close… I can see inside you. And you aren’t the woman I thought you were. The one I dragged here to be interrogated.”
Without further warning, he thrusts into me.
My clit pulses. My body’s instantly on fire, igniting as he stretches me.
He bends, his mouth at my ear, brushes my hair off my shoulder and licks my neck. I shiver.