Mastering Lexie (Stronghold Book 4) (33 page)

"I... I
need more... please..." She didn't want to ask for anything specific,
worried that he would deny it to her.  Begging was almost always
permissible with Doms, but sometimes they'd just keep playing because they
enjoyed hearing it.  Also to emphasize their submissive's lack of
control.  Lexie knew that, logically, but she couldn't stop herself from
doing it anyway.  She was just too desperate, too on edge.  

"Alright,"
he murmured, his eyes looking inward as if he was thinking.  Lexie would
have collapsed with relief if she could have.  

Sliding off of
the bed, Patrick bent over and pulled open one of the drawers underneath the
mattress.  She'd been in his room before, and noticed that he had a
storage bed, but she'd never even thought to ask what he stored in the drawers. 
Somehow she'd just always assumed it would be blankets or sheets or
something.  Silly her... of course it was sex toys.

The predatory
gleam in his eye when he faced her again made her shiver.  In one hand he
had a brand new vibrator, still in its packaging, in his other were the pretty
nipple jewels that he'd used on her before.  Quickly attaching those to
her hoops, Patrick opened the vibrator and put in new batteries, while Lexie
watched and squirmed.

Part of the
reason she was squirming was to get more sensation... even if it wasn't going
to get her off, her nipples were aching and feeling the tug of the nipple
jewels helped a bit with that.  It was some kind of stimulation, which was
better than nothing, even if her pussy was really where she wanted the
sensation.  The way her arms were restrained kept her from being able to
move very much, but just enough to make the nipple jewels bounce and tug.

If he knew
what she was doing, Patrick didn't seem to mind.  He tested the batteries
in the vibrator, which was nothing more than a slim, bright red, four inch
rod... Still more than enough to get her off if used correctly.  Lexie's
pussy was practically spasming she needed to cum so bad.

Then he turned
the damned thing off again, much to her disappointment.  Still, her entire
body tensed as he reached down and rubbed it against her sodden slit, coating
the surface of the vibrator in her juices.  It felt so fucking good to
have something rubbing against her pussy, she moaned and arched her hips,
trying to press her clit against anything the swollen nubbin could reach. 
Patrick's chuckle was half amusement, half satisfaction.

The vibrator
pushed in and she gasped at the sudden invasion.  The toy slid inside her
easily, her body clenching tight around it, but she was so slick that it didn't
matter.  He twisted the bottom of the base and it came to life inside of
her, buzzing against the sensitive walls of her pussy.  Lexie moaned, her
hips bucking, trying to rub her clit against Patrick's hand as he pushed the
vibrator in deep.  The vibrations weren’t intense enough to do more than
tease her, and her pussy spasmed around it.

Instead, he
pulled away quickly, and she suddenly found her legs being pressed together as
he straddled her thighs.  He didn't need to tie her, his legs effectively
pinned hers together, which left his cock bobbing in front of her face.

Shocked by the
sudden turn of events, Lexie stared up at him, her head tilting back as his
fingers slid into her hair, cupping the back of her head with his big
hand.  The expression on his face was one she'd never seen before; somehow
both soft and hard at the same time, lust combined with gentleness and need
tempered with patience.  He reached out and put something in her hand,
instinctively she closed her fingers around it.  It squished nicely and
she realized by the texture that it was one of those little stress ball things.

"Drop the
ball if you need to, it's now your safe word, because you aren't going to be
able to talk for a while.  At least half of my fantasies about you involve
creative ways of shutting your sassy mouth," he said, pushing the head of
his dick between her lips, before she could say anything.

Lexie's lips
parted immediately, even as her eyes went wide with shock.  Her pussy
shuddered around the buzzing vibrator that was humming deep within her, but not
giving her enough stimulation to cum.  The head of his dick pressed down
against her tongue, so soft on the surface but with a core of steel, and her
pussy ached in response.  He smelled like musk and male, a tantalizing,
intimate scent.  All men had their own unique, natural smell, and for some
reason it was always more apparent around their cocks.  Lexie had fooled around
with a lot more guys than she’d had sex with, and she’d discovered that each of
them were a little bit different.  Patrick's scent made her want to rub
her face all over him, as if she could wrap it around her like a blanket.
 

They'd known
each other for so long, and yet she was still discovering so many little things
about him, uncovering small, intimate mysteries.  Her tongue flicked
against the underside of his cock, rubbing and caressing the broad head and
exploring the ridges of his shaft.  Patrick moaned, watching her with
glittering eyes, and his hips moved, thrusting so that more of his dick worked
its way into her hungry mouth.  Lexie moaned, letting the vibrations play
over his skin, savoring the salty-sweet taste of his pre-cum as it trickled
onto her tongue.

If this was
his fantasy, she was going to do her best to make the reality even better than
anything he could have imagined.

******

Fuck.

There was
nothing sexier than watching a woman give head, especially when she enjoyed
it.  Lexie's eyelids were half-lowered in a sultry, sexy expression as she
sucked hard on his cock, her cheeks hollowing slightly.  The erotic visual
was accompanied by her tongue rubbing against the sensitive head of his dick as
he moved his hips back and forth, gently fucking her mouth.

The thick
length of his cock stretched her pink lips tightly, his black cock glistening
every time he withdrew it from her mouth.  Each time he thrust forward, he
went a little deeper, slowly feeding it to her a bit at a time, savoring the
sensation.  

Reaching down
with his free hand, he cupped her breast, squeezing and caressing the soft
mound, playing with her nipple.  The sexy little noises she was making
increased as he fondled her, and he could feel her legs squirming between
his.  The vibrator must be driving her insane, he thought, with a
satisfied little smile.  

The fantasy
had been a wistful dream, the reality was fucking mind-blowing.

With his cock
having taken up residence in her mouth, she couldn't even beg him to get her
off.  Not that he would mind hearing her beg, but he hadn't been kidding
when he'd said half of his fantasies had to do with filling her mouth. 
Most often with his cock, but sometimes with a gag, or by driving her face
first into a pillow while he fucked the hell out of her from behind.  

"That's
it, Pixie, use your tongue," he said, groaning as she obeyed.  It
wasn't just the sensation he enjoyed, it was the words he was saying... he'd
never thought he'd be saying them to her.  Hearing them out loud was as
big a turn on as anything they were doing together, because it meant this was
real.  It was happening.  "Fuck, your mouth is even hotter than
I ever dreamed."

She made a
humming noise, slurping as he thrust deeper, the vibrations going straight
through his cock and up his spine, exploding in his brain and making him
shudder.  It wasn't just her technique that was good, it was her
enthusiasm, as if she couldn't get enough of his cock in her mouth.  There
weren't words for how hot that was, the way her head moved towards his cock as
he pushed in, trying to take him deeper than he was allowing.  His fingers
massaged her scalp, running through her hair as he started pushing a little bit
more, so that her head pressed back against his hand as he moved a little
rougher, a little faster.

The muffled
moans encouraged him, and he let go of her breast so that he could brace
himself against the headboard.  Resting his forehead on his forearm, he
stared down at Lexie's lips wrapped around his cock, and he began to fuck her
mouth in earnest.  

Her body
writhed, fighting against the restraints, squirming between his legs, straining
to touch him.  He could feel her choking slightly as he thrust deep, the
head of his cock sliding into her throat, but when he pulled back she made a
determined noise and tilted her head forward. 

"Greedy
girl," he said, but he had no objections.  His fingers curved around
the base of her skull, cradling her, so that he didn't have to worry about her
hitting her head as he let his control begin to slip.

The slick
glide of her mouth, the way her tongue rubbed against the underside with every
thrust, all said that she wanted more.  He could feel her throat working
to swallow him, massaging the head of his cock.  The humming vibrations
made his balls tighten, his cum starting to boil as he panted, trying to draw
out the pleasure that her mouth was giving him and yet knowing that he was coming
closer and closer to the precipice.

"FUCK!"
  He shouted the word as she swallowed, throat muscles working and
massaging, taking his cock in all the way.

For a long
moment he held there, unable to pull away from the intoxicating pleasure as her
throat trembled around his cock, her tongue working the underside.  It
felt fucking amazing.  With reluctance, he pulled back, giving her the
opportunity to breathe before he started thrusting again.  Lexie sucked
hard, encouraging him, wanting more from him, but he always retained that last
bit of control, that little bit of consciousness that was always checking on
her well-being.

Sliding into
her throat was getting easier for both of them, and he could tell that she
liked it when he did it.  Her pupils were huge, making her eyes look
almost like they were black and just ringed with blue.  Both of her
nipples bobbed as she squirmed, the hanging jewelry bouncing and tugging on the
sensitive buds.  He had her at fever pitch, so fucking needy and yet
unable to reach her climax until he allowed it.

Fucking
perfect.

Tilting back
his head, he pushed in, pressing her face against his groin as the first blast
of cum went straight to the back of her throat.  He could feel her muscles
convulse, working as the swallowed him.  Just as quickly, he pulled out
again, bringing the hand that had been bracing himself with down and wrapping
it around his cock.

He sprayed his
cum over her breasts, decorating her pale skin with shining, milky white fluid
that gleamed, marking her as his.  Lexie gaped at him, her mouth hanging
open and making it easy for him to slide his dick back in as the last spasms of
his orgasm wracked his body.  It filled her mouth, and he felt her pulling
back a bit in surprise, but his hand held her in place as he coated her tongue
with the last of his cum.

Just as he
sagged slightly in relief, she recovered enough to suck on his cock just as it
was beginning to soften, and he groaned again with the almost too-intense
sensation.  Pulling away, he had to smile at the glazed look in her eyes
as she licked her lips.  She was fucking gorgeous with her hair all
tousled, eyes hot and need, cheeks flushed, hard nipples dripping jewels and
breasts glistening with his cum.  He was going to have to find out if
photos were one of her hard limits, because he would fucking love a picture of
her like this.

But she was in
no state to make that kind of decision right now, and she'd been such a good
girl while he'd pleasured himself with her mouth, that she deserved a reward.
 

Swiftly, he
released her wrists, using the quick-releases on the cuffs, taking the safe
word ball from her tightly clenched hand and tossing it off to the side. 
She didn't even seem to notice as her thighs pressed together, her body
obviously trying to orgasm now that she was no longer distracted by sucking his
cock.  Moving quickly down the bed, Patrick grabbed her ankles and pulled
hard.  She shrieked as she suddenly found herself flat on her back with
her legs spread wide open.

The soft lips
of her pussy were swollen and glistening with fluid, which had leaked down to
her thighs while she'd been squirming.  With her legs spread, he could see
the bottom of the vibrator peeking out of her hole, her dark pink lips framing
it perfectly.  The small nub of her clit was completely engorged and
peeking out from underneath its hood, begging for attention. 

Patrick
wrapped a hand around each thigh, draping her legs over his shoulders, to hold
her legs apart and pressed his mouth against her sodden pussy, sucking her
sensitive ball of nerves into his mouth.  She screamed as her body was
assaulted with sudden ecstasy, his tongue flicking against her clit, writhing
against him, her hands coming down on his head and fingers digging into his
scalp.

"Patrick...
oh fuck... oh Patrick!  Fuck!  Oh God... Patrick... I can't... I....
FUCK!"  

His name on
her lips as she came was just as sweet as the taste of her juices, coating his
tongue.  Sweet like peaches and musk and something that was indefinably
Lexie, a flavor that would linger in his brain and haunt his dreams.  She
bucked against him, crying out her passion and sobbing from the intensity of
her climax.