Surrender to Me (7 page)

“So far I like everything you’ve done.”

“I’m serious, Arianna. I’m used to being with very compliant women. You may not like everything.”

She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled his face closer to hers. “Try me.”

He looked at her for a few seconds before gripping her hips and sliding deep inside her warmth. Her body tingled from the climax of a few minutes ago, but she readily accepted everything he gave.

“You’re so tight.” He grunted as he pushed as far as her body would allow. “Perfect.”

He didn’t move for what seemed like an eternity, and Ari wondered if he was trying to maintain his focus. She wanted him to be himself. She needed him to be the lover who took what he wanted with no regrets. He kissed her lips, teasing her with his tongue as he took his time easing in and out of her.

“Don’t. Hold. Back.” She accentuated every word. “I can handle you.”

“Fuck!” Her permission let loose his beast. He sat back on his heels, pulling her into his lap. His muscles were hard and rigid, and his breaths came out in labored gasps. Before she had time to process, his lips were on hers. His movements were demanding, impatient, dominant…

He tangled his hand in her hair and pulled her head back, gaining access to her neck as he thrust upward with his hips. She held onto his shoulders and let him pound relentlessly into her. This was the side she wanted. She craved his dominance. She had to have more.

Each time he moved inside her, the fire burned deep within her stomach. The twinge between her legs was almost painful as she waited for him to bring her to certain release. The more he gave the more she took, meeting each hard push with her own forceful downward plunge. She closed her eyes and screamed out his name as she came with an intensity she hadn’t known possible.

A few seconds later, he slowed his pace and emptied inside the condom. She wished the hot liquid pulsed inside her. She ached to feel his come fill her as only he could. As he kissed her lips, he moved his hands up and down her spine, drawing her closer to him. She’d never felt so close to another. There was no turning back now. She wanted to be part of the world he cherished.

“Are you okay, my beautiful girl?” He continued to rub her back. “I wasn’t too rough?”

“Oh, my God…” She couldn’t catch her breath. “How did you get that good?”

“Do you really want to know?” He lifted her off him, placing her against the headboard before ridding himself of the condom.

“I think I do.” She sat up and pulled the comforter over her.

“You don’t have to be so modest. You’re perfect, and I plan on keeping you naked quite often.” Lying on his back, he rested his head in her lap and stared up at her. “I hope that won’t be a problem.”

She looked down into his beautiful eyes. “You’re very comfortable in your skin.” She envied how free and relaxed he looked.

“My lifestyle doesn’t allow for inhibitions. There can be no embarrassment or hesitation. When I’m in the middle of a scene I expect total trust from my sub. I would never do anything to hurt her. You asked how I got so good at sex. When you’ve tried as many things as I have, you learn what works and what doesn’t.”

“The trust blows my mind. I’ve never experienced anything like that.” She ran her fingers through his hair.

“Maybe you haven’t found the right partner.” When he closed his eyes she could feel his shoulder muscles relax against her legs. “What about your ex-husband?”

“I never trusted him.”

“Why did you marry him?” He opened his eyes and stared at her, waiting for an answer.

“It just seemed like the right thing to do. We were together for years. I met him in college, he was my first boyfriend. I thought he was the one.”

“What happened?”

Before she had time to respond he moved up next to her, pulling her onto her side so she had to face him.

“I told you about Gracie,” he whispered as he pulled her leg over his hip. “Now it’s your turn.”

“Josh was a bum. He jumped from job to job, always trying to get rich quick. He was able to do it because he lived off my salary.” She laughed but not because it was funny. She had been such a fool. “I was stupid for a long time. While I was busy building my career, he was busy sleeping with every woman he could find.”

“Bastard.”

“He humiliated me one too many times.”

“What opened your eyes?”

“He got a twenty-year-old girl pregnant. She was a friend of the family. I used to babysit her.” Ari hated to think about the betrayal. “Her family is thrilled she landed such a prince. They couldn’t figure out what Josh was doing with me anyway. I was an uptight bitch or something like that.”

“I’m sorry.” The muscles in his face tightened. “You didn’t deserve that.”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“You’re hurt.” He stroked her cheek.

“Remember when you didn’t want me to pity you?” She wouldn’t allow what her ex-husband did to taint what she wanted to have with Martin.

“Fair enough.” He smiled. “Let’s leave it in the past.”

“I’ve never slept with one of my clients before.” She rested her hand on his cheek.

“I’ve never slept with my attorney before.”

“You mean old Asa wasn’t submissive?” She giggled.

“Cute, but I don’t have sex with men. Asa wasn’t sure what day it was. His associates were handling my business the last few years.” He shook his head. “I don’t think he had any idea what I did in my spare time.” He placed soft kisses on her fingers. “Will it be a problem for you now that we’re sleeping together?”

“No, not for me.” She had never had a fling with one of her clients, but she was professional enough to handle his business while having a personal relationship with him.

“Good because I’ll replace you as my attorney before I let you leave my bed.”

“You can’t do that.”

“Why not?” He playfully tugged on her hair.

“Because I’m under contract with you and I have a feeling you take those contracts pretty seriously.”

“Yes, but my particular contracts can’t possibly be enforced in a court of law. My attorney told me that.”

“She sounds pretty smart, your attorney.”

“She’s sexy too, especially when she comes.”

She bit her bottom lip as heat stung her cheeks. No man had ever spoken to her that way before, in or out of bed, but she found she liked it.

“Counselor, have I embarrassed you?”

She didn’t want to be embarrassed. She wanted to be as bold as he was when it came to sex. If one encounter made her feel that good, what would it feel like to really lower her inhibitions and let him take charge?

“I want to give you control,” she blurted out before she lost her nerve.

“You shouldn’t say things like that around me. I could take them literally.” He moved his fingers down her stomach, creating a delicious throb between her legs.

“What if—” She stopped because she wasn’t sure she had the courage to tell him what she wanted.

“Tell me.” He slid his fingers lower, rubbing small circles over her hipbone. “You don’t have to be embarrassed about anything with me.”

She knew that was true. When it came to sex, Martin had done everything.

“I want you to show me.”

“Show you what?” He took his time moving his hand between her thighs.

She inched closer to him, burying her face in the crook of his neck. Maybe her idea would be easier to say if she didn’t have to look at him. “I want to submit to you.” She felt him tense just before stopping his exploration of her body. “I’m sorry. Forget I said anything.”

“No.” He moved back and tilted her chin so she had to look at him. He had a firm grip on her face. Just like she’d seen him do several times before in the club with the subs. “It took courage for you to tell me that, and I appreciate it. We will discuss it, but not now.” He flipped her onto her stomach and moved to rest on top of her, pinning her to the mattress. “Right now, I have to get inside you.”

His words caused her pussy to clench with need. Twenty minutes ago, he’d made her come from intercourse. That had never happened to her before and she was eager to see if it was a fluke. She felt him reach across her back and grab a condom from the nightstand. The sound of him ripping the packet made her shake with anticipation.

Chapter 7

Submit to me? She doesn’t know what she’s asking…does she?

Martin tried hard to tame the animal that lurked just beneath the surface as he rolled the condom down his shaft. He resolved to have vanilla sex with this woman because he wanted her. He wanted to give up on his dominant tendencies to make something work with her. Something real and meaningful.

“Grab onto the spindles and don’t let go.”

He crawled in between her thighs, positioning himself at her entrance. She latched on to the wrought iron spokes and braced herself for him. He lifted her hips and slipped inside her. She tried to move, but he held her still.

“Feel me.” He didn’t thrust, but instead moved inch by inch as deeply as her body would allow. “Focus for me. Can you feel the cool silk rubbing against your sensitive nipples? Think about what it was like when I had them between my teeth.”

“Martin…”

He pulled out of her and then slide back inside, setting a torturously slow pace. “How does your pussy feel against the sheets? I bet you’re so wet I’ll have to change them.”

She moaned and tightened her grip around the spindles.

“Do you like when I fuck you from behind?” He lowered his lips to her ear. “I want an answer.”

“Yes… You’re so deep this way.”

“Do you have any idea the places I can take your body? The limits I can push?” He twisted his hand around her hair and pulled her head back. “Just let go for me, Arianna. Let me take over.”

“I’m going to come again.”

“That’s three times tonight.” He kissed the back of her neck. “You’re a bad girl.”

“Oh…please…” Her muscles tightened around his cock as her hands slipped from the spindles. She shuddered beneath him.

Martin pulled her up onto her knees and wrapped his arms around her breasts. He slammed his hips against her ass as fast as he could, bringing himself to release. He closed his eyes and continued to move inside her long after he came, not wanting to break their connection. He inhaled the scent of her sweet smelling hair before easing her down to the mattress.

He rubbed her shoulders and ran his fingertips up and down her spine. Listening as her breathing slowed, he bent down and kissed her cheek. He’d tired his little vixen out. She’d fallen asleep within seconds. It was the most relaxed he’d seen her since meeting her.

He lay down beside her, pulling her onto his chest because he needed to be close to her. Her skin was still heated and her hair was damp with sweat from their encounter, but she looked so peaceful. He wondered if she had any idea what she had asked of him tonight.

She had no experience as a sub. Prior to this evening, she never would have admitted there was anything submissive about her. She’d started out the night stating she’d never kneel for him. But now she had changed the terms.

How far is she willing to go?

* * * *

Martin sat out on the porch sipping his coffee and reading the morning paper. He hadn’t felt this tranquil in a long time. He’d already gone for a morning swim, showered, and had breakfast. It was after nine and his attorney had yet to make an appearance.

He couldn’t blame her. After all, he hadn’t let her sleep much throughout the night. He tried to leave her alone, but her allure was too tempting to resist. He hadn’t even thought about checking his messages or logging onto his laptop this morning. Business had always been part of his morning routine, no matter the day of the week, but today felt different. Today the only thought on his mind was Arianna. He’d still be in bed with her if he hadn’t convinced himself that she needed her sleep. If he’d stayed tangled between the sheets with her they’d never see the light of day.

Arianna stood in the entryway of the opened French doors that led to the porch wearing Martin’s faded Yale t-shirt and a pair of jean shorts. Her hair was pulled back in a low ponytail, still damp from the shower she must have taken before making her way downstairs. He loved seeing her casual and relaxed.

“Nice shirt.” There was something sexy about seeing her in his clothes. She looked as if she belonged to him.

She looked down and shrugged. “I found it hanging behind your bathroom door. It smelled of you.”

“That hardly seems fair.” He curled his finger, motioning for her to come toward him. “I need to feel you against my skin.” He pulled her into his lap, running his tongue along her lips.

She sighed before parting them.

“Did you sleep well?” he asked before kissing her.

“Hmm…” Wrapping her arms around his neck, she deepened the kiss. “I slept too late. You tired me out.”

“I won’t apologize for my stamina, counselor.” He ran his hands up the sides of her body.

“You shouldn’t.” She pushed the hair from his eyes. “I’m not complaining.”

“Hungry?”

She looked at the table he had prepared with fresh fruit, yogurt, and granola.

“My favorite breakfast.”

“I pay attention.” He picked up a strawberry, dipped it in the yogurt, and pressed it to her lips. “Open up.”

She did as he asked, gently biting into the berry. He couldn’t take his eyes away from her luscious mouth. Flashbacks of the evening before raced through his head and now all he wanted to do was take her back to bed.

He leaned into her face and licked the fresh juice from her lips. “Delicious.” He kissed the corner of her mouth. “Just like you.”

“You don’t have to feed me.”

“But I want to.” He popped a grape into her mouth.

“You always get what you want, don’t you?”

“There are many things I want to do with you. If you’ll let me.”

“Like what?” She chewed the fruit.

“You’ll have to agree to spend the remainder of the summer here with me.” He dipped another grape into the yogurt, ran it along her lips, and then slowly pushed it into her mouth.

“Why is that?”

“Because.” He sucked her bottom lip into his mouth. “How else can I
show
you?”