Free Master of Submission [Masters of Submission 1] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic) by Jan Bowles Page B

stroke of his cock made her whimper and moan. He couldn’t have wished for more from a new sub. Emma was everything he wanted in a woman—intelligent, soft, and submissive. She was extremely compliant when she gave him control.
    He stared into her hooded, baby blue eyes as he thrust deep and hard. Teardrops clung to her lashes. Her vulnerability overwhelmed him. At that moment he saw her for the first time. He saw her , and something twisted deep in his gut. She wasn’t just a new sub he wanted to train and use for his own personal enjoyment. Emma was far more than that.
    Zane needed to know her on an emotional level, too. He wanted to see what she ordered at a fancy restaurant. He wanted to be there when she first woke up in the morning. He wanted to know what made her tick. He leaned down and kissed her sweet sensual lips, caressing her slowly as she came again…and again. He enjoyed the erotic feminine mews that spilled from her beautiful mouth.
    “Oh, Zane…it’s so good…so good.” Her head fell back, and her whole body went taut beneath him.
    “That’s it, baby.” He gently brushed the hair from her eyes, savoring her inevitable surrender. He loved the way their perspiration mingled and mixed as his naked body glided over hers. “Let your Master take care of you.” He thrust his cock deeper still, banging his balls against her pussy lips, and pinning her in place, letting his weight overwhelm her.
    Her cunt gripped his cock, milking it for its contents, until he too climaxed with a satisfied, deep-throated groan.

Chapter Eleven
     
    In a complete daze, Emma became vaguely aware when Zane lifted his weight from her. The ache in her pussy intensified as he withdrew his still-hard cock. She felt his large hands unbuckle the leather restraints from her arms and legs. Not wishing to move or help herself, he tenderly rolled her onto to her side, and covered her with the soft duvet.
    She snuggled into his warmth as he joined her on the bed, and held her in his arms. “Shhh, baby. You’re safe with me,” he whispered in her ear, as he slowly massaged her aching shoulders. Emma clung to him. Zane was her only point of reference in the storm raging through her head. He was her rock.
    At first she’d been frightened, but then she’d reveled in his domination of her body and mind. What sort of woman was she? A woman who enjoyed being pinned out, and spread wide open for his personal enjoyment? It went against everything she’d ever believed in.
    Zane had simply mesmerized her. His power and control combined to make a potent aphrodisiac. In the end, she’d been unable and unwilling to resist. All those years when she’d thought she was frigid. It pleased her that she wasn’t.
    She looked up into his handsome face. His striking blue eyes held hers. His cock had been buried so deep inside her it hurt—but in a fantastic, sexy way. Now for the first time in her thirty years of life, she truly felt like a real woman. A desirable, sexy woman. Like a cat demanding affection, she stretched lazily against him, pressing her body along the length of his, enjoying the feel of his naked skin where they touched. Contented and completely at peace with herself, Emma drifted, drifted slowly away…
     
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    She opened her eyes, and luxuriously stretched her arms above her head. She glanced at Zane. A smile lifted his lips, and he stroked her cheek and kissed her forehead.
    “Welcome back, baby.”
    “Mmm, how long have we been lying here?
    “A couple of hours.”
    “A couple of hours, but it only seems like a few minutes?”
    “You drifted into a deep trance. How do you feel?”
    “A little overwhelmed.” Her body was acting totally out of character. Following a series of multiple orgasms, she’d been spaced out, high on endorphins and pleasure. She’d completely lost track of time.
    He tenderly stroked the hair from her eyes. “Emma, I want to know what you’re thinking. I want to know what’s going