“What do you mean?”
“I’m going to train your ass, baby. Train it to take my cock.”
The thought both terrified me and turned me on. Jonah had a large cock. Larger than any man I’d ever been with, larger than anything I’d ever imagined. Would I ever accommodate it…there?
Warmth enveloped me. The thought was…arousing.
“You keep this in for a little while. I’m going to give you another orgasm while it’s in your ass. And I want you to tell me what it feels like.”
I shuddered. Already I was ripe for a new orgasm. This entire scene had taken me by surprise. I should’ve known there was more to this than met the eye. There was a reason Jonah enjoyed this. I was seeing those reasons now.
“All right, Jonah.”
“How do you want your orgasm, baby?”
“My nipples. I need you to suck them.”
“You got it.” His soft lips clamped around one, and he squeezed the other between his thumb and forefinger.
I nearly spiraled out of control right there. My nipples had been neglected during this bout of play, and they were ready for some attention.
He sucked them hard, twisted them, and they grew harder. My pussy grew wet. I inhaled the musk in the air. It hung around us like an early morning fog.
As he continued to suck and play with my nipples, he trailed his fingers over my abdomen, threading them through my blond curls and finding my clit. He inserted two fingers into my wet heat, moistening them, and then he began rubbing my clit.
God, so good.
This wouldn’t take long.
“Yes, Jonah. Please suck my nipples. Feels so good.”
And as he was pleasuring me, his fingers hit just the right spot, and I soared once more.
“Yes, yes, yes! Oh, Jonah, I’m coming for you.”
“That’s right, baby,” he said against the soft flesh of my breasts. “You come for me. No one but me.”
And as I spiraled outward, to the sun, moon, and stars, I knew, without a doubt, that my surrender had begun.
Chapter Twenty
Jonah
Melanie and I sat on the deck that evening, the fire pit burning, sipping martinis.
We didn’t talk about what had happened in my dungeon, other than my asking her afterward how the plug had felt. She had bitten her lip and smiled shyly, saying only “good.” I had only begun to show her the pleasures I could give her down there. We’d be revisiting that room soon. But now, I had to tell her what happened today, that Colin Morse’s father had tried to frame me for his kidnapping and rape.
“I’m so sorry,” she said after I’d spilled the story. “Talon and I were wondering why you took off so quickly.”
“I’m the one who’s sorry,” I said. “I shouldn’t have left you that way. But when the officer said I had to take a blood test, I didn’t know what to do.”
“Unreal that Ted Morse would try to frame you like that, and after what you did for his son.”
“He doesn’t really see it that way. He blames all of this on our family. After all, Colin wouldn’t have been in that situation if Talon hadn’t punched his daylights out in the first place.”
“I’m not condoning what Talon did, but you and your brothers are not responsible for these sick men.”
“If only I had gone with Talon that day…”