Free Anticipation by Vera Roberts Page A

“Doms” she had encountered.

One
    A few days earlier…
    Streams of sunlight hit her bright and hard
in the face, causing her to slowly open her eyes so she could fully
embrace it. Her blinds were normally closed shut so she knew the
only reason why they were open was because He was there.
    He’d surprised her for her birthday.
    Whitney Larson stretched her arms out and
sat up in bed before bringing her arms around her knees and hugging
them. A year ago, she woke up in some stranger’s bed after a night
of partying and excessive drinking. She could remember she was
bloated, with a face full of acne, and her lifestyle was nothing to
sneeze at.
    A year later, she was one of two submissives
to one of the most amazing men she’d ever met. She knew there was a
reason why He was called Saint Nick and it was so true; He’d
literally saved her and changed her life for the better.
    She would be forever grateful to Him.
    They met at the Boundary after she went to a
sex convention and was intrigued by BDSM. Nick was doing a
demonstration on the proper spanking technique. During His
demonstration, Whitney had noticed His eyes never left hers, as if
He was showing her personally what He would like to do to her.
    After the demonstration, He took her out for
coffee and they chatted about everything under the sun. He paid for
the check and was about to leave when Whitney asked Him if He could
train her to be a submissive. His eyes smiled at the idea and He
quickly darted His lips. He’d warned her that He wouldn’t be easy
and that there was more to BDSM than just being spanked. Whitney
was up for the challenge; she had nothing to lose and everything to
gain.
    Since then, she’d lost 50 pounds, became a
pole dance and yoga instructor, and completely changed her life –
all because of Him.
    “Good Morning, piccina. ” His deep
baritone greeted her before she saw Him. Dressed in an open-collar
grey dress shirt and matching slacks, Nick carried a tray full of
breakfast and coffee and placed it on Whitney’s lap. “ Buon
Compleanno. ”
    “ Grazie di cuore, Master.” She smiled
at Him and He joined her in bed. He began to feed her strawberries
and carefully blotted her mouth with a cloth napkin.
    “What are your plans for today?” Nick asked
as he fed her more fruit.
    “I have a couple of classes today and then
I’m free until this evening,” she paused momentarily before
speaking, “thank you for letting me do this, Master. This girl is
very appreciative of Your efforts to fulfill a fantasy of
hers.”
    “I’ll do anything to make piccina happy,” Nick smiled. He moved the tray to the floor and rejoined
Whitney in bed. “Turning 25 is a huge accomplishment and you’ve
been through a lot this past year. You’ve grown into a beautiful
spirit and I’m very proud of you.”
    Hearing Nick’s declaration of her was the
best birthday gift ever. Everything else would just be a delicious
icing on a cake. “Thank you, Master.”
    “You’re very welcome,” Nick removed his
clothing and helped Whitney undress. He reached for a condom and
paused before he continued. “…unless you want to enjoy breakfast
now…?”
    Whitney took the condom from him and rolled
it over his thick, hardened shaft before he mounted her. “I don’t
mind eating a cold breakfast, Sir.”
    Nick briefly sat up in bed and reached
underneath a pillow to grab a blindfold and a scarf. He slipped the
blindfold over her eyes and tied her wrists to the headboard. “Use
your safeword,” was all He’d instructed.
    His lips crushed hers before He adjusted His
positioning and entered her. Whitney broke away from the kiss with
a hard gasp. No matter how many times they’ve had sex, she could
never get used to Nick’s size. He was blessed with length and
girth.
    He moved inside her slowly, recoiling back
until He was almost out before slamming back inside her again. He
paused momentarily and just watched her. She looked so beautiful
and at peace with