10 Nights (8 page)

"I'm a little
nervous, Sir." That was putting it mildly she thought. She felt as if she
was about to taking a running jump off the edge of the Grand Canyon, having
just been handing a bag that might have contained a parachute, but could
equally have been someone's dirty laundry.

Without a second
thought he pulled her into his arms and held her against him. "Just hang
on to me, I promise I won't let you fall." He lifted her into his arms and
her soft gasp of surprise made him chuckle.

The way she buried her
face in his chest was adorable, and made him feel more than a little protective
of the new girl he had been given to train; more so than he had with any other
girl. Silently he vowed to make what was about to happen the most memorable
event of her life; she was gifting him with the most precious thing she
possessed, the least he could do was reward her adequately for her.

5

Womanhood

By the time they made it
to his bedroom Leah was shaking violently. He slowly lowered her to her feet,
keeping his hands under her arms, afraid that if he didn't she would collapse
to the ground. "Sweetheart, if you're having second thoughts about this we
can stop." Though the thought of being her first was a pleasurable one, he
was out of his comfort zone dealing with a virgin. Even in his vanilla days he
had always restricted himself to experienced women.

"I haven't changed
my mind," Leah whispered softly, not sure what she was so afraid of, she
felt safe with the man before her, yet she couldn't shake the frisson of fear
that ran through her. She wished the stupid emotion would go away so she could
just enjoy being there with him.

"Look at me, honey."
He waited until their eyes met before he spoke again. "I need you to be
absolutely certain this is what you want." There was no way in the world
he was going to make love to her if she wasn't completely on board with the
idea, and he knew if she stayed he was going to make love to her.

The Dom in him might
have wanted to take her downstairs and dive in to all the experiences that were
available to him there, but the man in him demanded that he give her a night of
regular lovemaking for her first time. Something that she would be able to
remember with pleasure for the rest of her life, even if she later decided that
his lifestyle wasn't one she wished to pursue.

Leah wrapped her arms
around his neck and took several deep breaths before speaking. "I don't
think I've ever been more sure of anything, Sir." She blushed but her eyes
met his with conviction. As afraid as she was, the dampness between her thighs
demanded she answer the desire he was waking within her.

Her trembling had
subsided by then and he felt she could stand without his aid so he moved his
hands up to either side of her face. Lowering his lips to hers he kissed her
deeply. Her tongue tentatively met his and the sweet taste of her had his body
aching to throw her on the bed and take her.

It took all of his
willpower to resist the urge and he broke the kiss with as much finesse as he
could manage. His hands went to the hem of her dress and lifted it over her
head in one quick move.

Automatically she
lifted her hands to assist him in removing her dress, but her hands immediately
dropped to cover her breasts as she stood before him, shivering. Having his
eyes roam over her body, seeing what no man had seen before, was definitely not
helping with her nervousness and involuntarily she let out a small whimper.

"I won't let you
hide behind your hands, Leah." He smiled warmly as he took hold of her
hands and pulled them away from her breasts, pressing them down at her sides so
he could feast on the sight of her.

She had the most
amazing breasts, he thought, licking his lips as he stared at the handful sized
mounds topped with pale pink nipples. "Fucking beautiful." He lowered
his head and took a nipple into his mouth, suckling deeply. Holding her hands
forcefully at her sides he moved to the other creamy mound, nipping lightly at
the pale peak he enjoyed the gasp he drew from her.

The pleasurable
sensation moved from her breasts straight to her core and she struggled against
his grip on her hands, needing to pull him closer to her. His hold was too
strong for her to free herself however and all she could do was stand there and
enjoy the sensations as his tongue circled her nipple.

He had planned on
taking things much slower, but her body was incredible and he couldn't stop
himself trailing his tongue and lips from her breast to her navel. From there
he kept going until he reached the band of her panties. "These have got to
go, sweetheart." Releasing her hands he quickly slid the offending scrap
of silk down her legs. Lifting first one heeled foot and then the other he
removed the panties; once they were off he tossed them across the room out of
the way.

Leah suddenly realized
that she was completely exposed and panicked at how quickly things were moving.
"Rh-Rhett, S-Sir." She bit her lip hard as fear surged through her
and her body trembled.

With an effort he
forced himself to stop and get to his feet, muttering a curse under his breath
at his lack of control. He pulled her into his arms and held her tight against
him, knowing he needed to slow things down. "You are just so damn
beautiful." He lifted her chin with his fingers so he could kiss her again,
but kissing her wasn't nearly enough to satisfy him and he drew back as her
fingers tangled in his hair.

"I don't want
those sexy hands of yours hindering what I want to do with you tonight, sweetheart."
Stepping away from her he quickly unbuckled his belt and pulled it through the
loops.

Her eyes were as big as
saucers as she watched him remove the belt; he could read her thoughts easily
and he chuckled. "Don't worry; I don't plan on using this on your
delectable body tonight." He dropped the belt to the floor and stepped
forward to pick her up, carrying her gently to the bed, where he laid her down.
She had just started to relax when he took out a silken scarf from the drawer
of the small night stand at the head of the bed. "Hold out your
hands," he instructed her.

She hesitated for only
a second and was shocked when he reached down to grab her wrists in his strong
grip. Her heart felt as though it was going to beat its way out of her chest
and she struggled momentarily to free herself, the dark look that briefly
crossed his face was enough to make her stop however.

"When I ask you to
do something, I expect it to be done immediately." Seeing how she had
visibly shrunk on the bed at his look and his words he smiled reassuringly at
her, he didn't want her terrified at that moment. With quick efficiency he
caught her wrists and tied them together with the scarf, making sure that it
wasn't too tight he then secured it to the headboard.

For a few seconds he
watched as she struggled against the scarf. Under other circumstances he would
have gone with the leather cuffs that he kept in the same drawer, but just then
he thought the scarf was the better choice. Though he didn't want her to get
free, she could if she truly wanted to.

"Now I can have my
wicked way with you, without worrying about you trying to stop me." In her
nervousness and fear she was chewing on her lip again, and he knew if she
didn't stop she would draw blood. Tapping his finger against her lips he shook
his head; he smiled with pleasure when she immediately stopped.

 "Now where were
we?" Lowering his eyes he allowed his gaze to roam over her flat stomach,
softly rounded hips and the small patch of downy curls at the apex of her
thighs. She was nicely trimmed and his fingers ached to dive inside those soft
folds. He tugged gently on the curls. "I might allow you to keep
these," he told her, enjoying her soft moan and the way her legs tensed.

Settling on the bed
alongside her he ran his fingers through her silken folds, pleased at the
moisture her found there, which told him her body was enjoying things and was
ready to continue. He wasn't so pleased by the way her legs involuntarily
closed against the new sensation and he parted her legs, climbing between her
thighs to prevent them closing again. "Honey, if you try and close your
legs again I am going to tie you spread-eagled. I don't really want to do that
tonight, but I will if I have to, understand?"

Leah nodded, and then
remembered that he expected her to answer him with words. "Yes,
S-sir." His fingers began stroking her. It was such an incredible feeling that
her eyes closed and she pushed her hips up, wanting more. It was amazing how
different it felt to have his fingers touching her, compared to her own clumsy
attempts to pleasure herself.

"Open your eyes,
Leah; I want to see what I make you feel." He slowly slid a finger inside
her tight sheath, barely containing a groan at how she gripped his finger.
"Damn, you are so tight, baby."

She forced her eyes
open as he began sliding his finger in and out, eliciting whimpers of pleasure.
When he added another finger she tensed, feeling uncomfortably full; only a
couple of minutes passed however before she become used to the invasion and she
no longer felt as though she was being stretched painfully. The pleasure
returned then and her body flooded with desire.

Sliding his fingers
from her Rhett chuckled at her moan of disappointment. He had worried about how
she would react to his efforts to arouse her, but the responsiveness of her
body encouraged him. Emotionally and mentally she might be uncertain about
things, her body however, was more than ready for what he intended.

While she looked on,
wondering what he was going to do next, Rhett lifted her legs, resting them on
his shoulders, as he lowered his head between her thighs.

"Oh God!" she
cried out as his tongue delved inside her, tensing in embarrassment even as her
body arched off the bed to meet his mouth.

His hands slid under
her shapely ass, holding her to his mouth as his tongue lapped at her, darting
deeply between her lips every so often to taste her sweet essence. Her flavor
was incredible and he wanted to drink her like he would a fine wine.

He felt her body
tremble at the overwhelming sensation as his teeth lightly grazed over her clit
and he quickly pulled back. “Not yet, babe." Licking his lips he slid off
the bed and removed his shirt. "I don't want you to cum until I'm deep
inside you."

Leah gasped for breath
as she watched his hands unsnap the button of his pants. His chest was even
more beautiful without his shirt and she wondered what the soft patch of hair
there would feel like under her fingers. His upper body was well defined, but
without the overdone musculature of a body builder, for which she was relieved.

She couldn't take her
eyes off the figure before her as he lowered his pants and boxers in one quick
move. He was huge, she thought as her eyes widened in fear at the thought of
how he would stretch her body. Her body shook violently as he opened a packet
and slid a condom onto his cock, rolling it down the shaft.

Her legs clenched
together as he rejoined her on the bed, and it took everything she had to keep
her breathing normal. She had thought him gorgeous when dressed, naked he was a
vision.

His eyes roamed over
her again and then met her eyes; he could see the fear there and knew without
her needing to say anything what the cause of it was. He allowed his fingers to
caress her cheek and he smiled in understanding. "Remember what I told you
earlier, sweetheart? Some pain can make pleasure more intense." She nodded
without speaking, but he chose not to correct her on that occasion.

Rhett smiled and pulled
her legs apart, despite her efforts to stop him; he then moved between her
thighs so she couldn't close them again.  His cock rested on her stomach as he
leaned forward to stare into her eyes. "Trust me, baby, a little pain, and
then a lot of pleasure."

This wasn't much
different to what she had witnessed in the dungeon the night before, she
thought to herself. If she was going to trust him to tie her up and whip her,
how could she not trust him with something as uncomplicated as the taking of
her virginity? She nodded her head softly, not sure she could speak right then.

He lifted one of her
legs in his large hand, pulling it around his hip; he took hold of himself with
his other hand and rubbed his head along the length of the valley between her
thighs. Leah's moan changed to a cry of pain as he thrust into her, burying
himself to the hilt in her velvet sheath without pause.

He didn't relish the
pain he caused as she stretched to accommodate him, but knew it was best to get
it over with as quickly as possible. Her eyes remained wide as her cry subsided
and he held still, his cock as deep within her as he could get it, while she
became accustomed to the feeling of him inside her.

Her hands clasped
together as she dug her nails into her own skin, trying to take her mind off
the pain that surged through her. The loss of her virginity didn't feel as she
had thought it would and she was disappointed. "I don't like this."
She was angry that people, especially her best friend, made such a big deal out
of something that hurt like hell. Tears streamed down her face as she
involuntarily tried to buck him off her, wanting the painful intruder gone; she
didn't like the weakness that resulted in the tears, she had thought she was
stronger than that.

He chuckled at her
honesty as she gave another gasp of pain, prompted by her movement, which
forced him deeper inside her, not that he had thought that was possible.
"It gets better, sweetheart, trust me, if it didn't people wouldn't do it."
It pleased him that Leah was prepared to say what she felt, he liked that.

"I don't like you
right now either." She wasn't happy with him for laughing and glared at
him. Her hips lifted, trying to push him off her, but all she succeeded in
doing was to make the burning pain a little sharper.

"We must do
something about that, and your doubt of my abilities." He couldn't be
angry with her right then because he found the situation almost comical.
Pulling his hips back he slid out of her slightly; her sigh of relief was
short-lived as he pushed back in, slowly.