Free Anticipation by Vera Roberts Page B

herself. He was truly proud of her.
    He began to thrust inside her again, setting
a fast pace. His balls tickled against her wet slit as He buried
Himself to the hilt. Every stroke He’d given her brushed against
her clit and her body trembled in response. She was so hot and so
snug…and she belonged to Him.
    Whitney was never a moaner or a screamer,
but she was vocal when needed to be and never held back for fear of
disappointing herself or Nick. That morning, Nick had noticed, she
was being unusually vocal. Not that she was faking it but rather,
she finally felt free with herself and at peace with the person
she’d become.
    Her breathing became shallower and she
struggled to stave off the orgasm. She was close, so close, and her
pussy contracted in response. Her once-throaty moans became soft
squeals and her legs trembled.
    But she knew the protocol. She couldn’t
orgasm without His explicit permission. It was like that from Day
One and Nick wasn’t going to give her a break because it was her
birthday.
    “Master,” Whitney panted, “may I come?”
    Nick continued to thrust inside her.
“No.”
    Whitney licked her lips and let out a hard
breath. She didn’t know how much longer she would be able to hold
off the orgasm since it was rapidly approaching. “Master, may I
please come?”
    “No.”
    “Oh God…” Whitney panted. Her feet tightly
curled up and her legs uncontrollably shook. It was a game they
played all of the time – orgasm denial – and as much she
would like to say she hated it, she secretly loved it. It was a
sweet torture.
    “Master, please…” she begged one last time.
“…will You give this girl release?”
    “You may climax.”
    “Oh fuck!” Whitney finally climaxed and her
body trembled in response. Her pussy clamped down on Nick’s cock,
inspiring His own release shortly after hers. He removed Himself
and disposed of the condom before rejoining His submissive in bed.
He untied her and removed the blindfold from her eyes. He kissed
her lips, then her forehead as she settled into His arms.
    It was going to be a great birthday
weekend.
    ****
    Scott Reed double-checked his Louis Vuitton
suitcase one last time before he left for New York. He was only
going to be there for a few days but he wanted to make sure he had
everything. Really, all he needed were the necessities and the
basic toiletries for Nick had everything covered for him at his
home. Still, he knew how important the trip was.
    Furthermore, he knew how important his
reputation was and he wasn’t going to chance it. What he had
cultivated in Southern California and numerous trips to New York
and beyond, had followed him and cemented his status as a
sought-after Dom. He was very flattered by the attention.
    Finding a submissive, however, was harder
than he’d expected. While Sanora personally handpicked someone in
the form of his maid, Scott was unsure how to approach her. Hey,
are you into being tied up and spanked? didn’t sound like a
great conversation piece. It did, however, sound like a very quick
lawsuit with sexual harassment allegations.
    “You’re going somewhere, Boss?” Mariana
Harlow popped into the bedroom and stood beside him.
    “Yes, I’m going on a small trip to New York
for a few days,” Scott continued to stare down at the suitcase as
he rested his chin on a thumb. “But I’ll be back shortly.”
    “You got everything?” Mariana peeped into
the suitcase. She secretly was trying to find evidence of him
possibly visiting another woman. No condoms, no love notes, no
sweet stuffed animals. Maybe he really was going on a business
trip. It sounded better than her jealousy screaming at her it was a
romantic trip. “Clothes? Socks? Underwear? Toiletries?”
    “I think so,” Scott finally glanced at her.
Even with her hair up in a tight ponytail and her face lightly
kissed with sweat from cleaning his home, Mariana was
breathtakingly beautiful. Her almond brown skin glistened and he
already began