Free Brie Submits to her Master (After Graduation, #2) by Red Phoenix Page A

placing the blanket on the floor. He looked at her and ordered lustfully, “Come.”
    The butterflies started as she approached him, moving with catlike grace towards her Master. He offered his hand for balance as she lifted her leg and positioned herself over his shaft. Brie closed her eyes as she lowered herself on his rigid member, letting out a moan of pleasure when he grabbed her hips and forced himself inside her depths. He then took the blanket and threw it over her shoulders , covering them both.
    In that warm embrace he kissed Brie, moving her tight pussy up and down his shaft slowly, sensually. “I wanted to take you at The Haven, but I resisted knowing it would be far more satisfying to wait.” Sir did not kiss her wildly. Instead, he was tender and controlled. Not at all what she was expecting. It caused her to slow down and enjoy the teasing way his tongue played across her lips.
    “I want you to touch yourself.”
    Brie reached beneath the blanket and played with her wet clit. She became a little more adventurous and felt the rim of her opening as Sir pushed his cock in and out of her swollen lips. Apparently it turned him on as well because Sir groaned.
    His pleasure encouraged her to continue exploring with her fingers, playing with his shaft as she felt their physical connection. Eventually, he took her hand and lifted it to his lips, licking her fingers. It was such an intimate gesture, a soft whimper escaped Brie’s lips.
    He smiled, placing both of her hands on his chest as he continued to pump his shaft into her with unhurried movements. Brie tilted her hips and rolled with each thrust. They both cried out at the intensity of the new angle. He pressed further into her then, each stroke rubbing her clit as he cradled her ass and maximized his slow lovemaking.
    Brie was surprised when Sir stopped and caressed her face. He pulled her close and breathed into her ear. “I love you, Brie.”
    Those words had power over her. She closed her eyes, hardly able to breathe. “I love you, Sir,” she whispered.
    “Say that again, but call me by my name.”
    She stopped her movements and gazed deep into his eyes. “I love you, Thane.”
    He crushed her to him, kissing her passionately—both seeking to meld into one another. It was like a dream, their open emotion mixed into the physical act of making love. In that moment there was no Dom, only a man desperately in love with his woman.
    When he came, Brie threw back her head and shouted, “Yes, Thane, yes!”
    He stopped in the middle of his release so she could feel the pulsing of his orgasm. With his shaft still throbbing inside her, he reached between her legs and caressed her to a sweet climax. She collapsed on his torso afterwards, totally and utterly in love with the man.
    He tucked the blanket around her gently. “I find myself in new territory, téa.”
    She smiled, her cheek pressed against his chest. “How so, Master?”
    He paused. “Love is a challenge for me.”
    She lay there listening to his heartbeat. Finally, she braved the question she was dying to ask. “Am I your first, Sir?”
    He said nothing, but squeezed her against his chest in response.
    She didn’t know why, but she suddenly blurted, “I promise to be gentle, Sir.”
    He pinched her ass playfully. “ Be gentle… who do you think you are? You deserve to be punished for that.”
    She propped herself on his chest, grinning at him. “I wish everyone could be this happy.”
    She saw a flicker of sadness in his eyes when he answered, “Yes. Wouldn’t that be ideal?” She wondered if the pained look had something to do with his father. The last thing she wanted was to lose this feeling of closeness. She kissed his shoulder lovingly before laying her head against it. They stayed in that position for a long time, staring at the lights of the city under the warmth of his blanket.
    “I’m so happy, Sir. I never want this moment to end.”
    His voice rumbled in his chest. “Never