The Dom with the Dragon Tattoo [Masters of Submission 5] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic) (13 page)

Emotionally overwhelmed and completely weightless, Rebecca briefly wondered if she were experiencing the same feelings that astronauts had when they stepped outside the International Space Station. Such intense emotions allowed her mind to float free in a sea of nothingness, as though detached from her body, with only her thoughts left to analyze the surreal yet incredibly beautiful world she found herself in.

In her pitch-black and perfectly silent world, she felt a wonderful feeling of elation lift her higher still when her breasts suddenly came alive with exquisite sensation. The stimulated nerve endings zinged straight to her brain. The pleasure felt like a warm, comforting breeze blowing across her nipples, making them stand at attention. It was an enjoyable feeling that only added to the natural high that she was experiencing.

Her lips parted with delight, but no sound came out. At least none that she could detect. She waited with bated breath, happily anticipating what would happen next.

Apart from her breasts and her brain, no other part of her body seemed to exist.
How crazy is that?
Just her thoughts and her tits—that was all she felt she consisted of, but it wasn’t frightening. It was wonderful.

She barely had time to draw breath before the erotically intense sensation pleasured her nipples again. Initially, she was unable to figure out what form of witchcraft provided such beautiful, wanton feelings, but then, slowly, realization dawned, until she finally recognized what it was. The unmistakable feeling of a tongue drifting over her right nipple, its pad swirling provocatively around the areola, before her swollen peak was sucked inside a hot, moist mouth. That was all she was—a nipple being plundered by a hot, sweet mouth. It was sucking, chewing, biting, causing such incredible sexual arousal that she felt she would shatter into a thousand tiny pieces before dissolving into complete nothingness.

That very same hot, sweet mouth then drifted to her left nipple, causing the same incredible pleasure. She felt as though she’d entered a docking bay for body parts—two breasts with one hot mouth circling around her mind in the utter darkness of space.

Oh, God. What’s that? It feels so wonderful
. Her clit suddenly flamed into life when she felt that same detached tongue and mouth circle its circumference before dipping inside her, with teasing, sensuous movements.
Heaven help me.
It was the most wonderful feeling she’d ever experienced, excruciatingly pleasurable, almost to the point of pain, and so fucking good she knew she screamed silently into the darkness, “Tyler.”

It was his tongue. He was there. Her man was right there with her.

Rebecca’s pussy came alive as a warm, pulsing energy slowly entered her. Although in pitch blackness and unable to hear a goddamned thing, she didn’t feel so hopelessly disorientated anymore. The hot, twitching phallus slid slowly between her legs, filling her inch by glorious inch, overwhelming her with its sheer ferocity.

Tyler was fucking her like a man possessed. His huge prick felt glorious as it invaded her. She loved the way his body melded so perfectly with her own.

A storm broke in her mind, shattering her world, making her scream into the noiseless blackness around her. In the total darkness of night, not a sound filtered to her ears. Her nipples, burning so hotly now, were sucked even harder into the welcoming warmth of Tyler’s mouth. A mouth that gave such unlimited pleasure as his tongue rolled seductively over her achingly hard nubs, making coherent thought almost impossible.

With his prick embedded deep inside her, she finally came. Fucking hell, how she came. Multiple orgasms ripped through her like an unstoppable tornado through a Midwestern township. Wave after wave of erotic pleasure surged through her pussy with such incredible force that the only thing on her mind was the thought of what Tyler was doing to her.

Euphoria flooded her psyche. Sheer, unadulterated sexual ecstasy consumed and burned so hotly within her that she felt she might pass out. It was as if her whole body had been uniquely designed as a vessel for receiving sexual pleasure.

The ravishment of her mind and body continued unabated until Tyler tenderly kissed her lips and she drifted peacefully to some exotic faraway place…

* * * *

Tyler’s adoptive mother never raised any stupid children. His three older sisters were currently working as a doctor, a dentist, and a lawyer. With a woman as precious as Rebecca he’d taken the precaution of installing hidden cameras backed up by microphones inside the sensory deprivation tank. This strategically placed equipment gave him the vital information he needed in order to keep Rebecca safe. He’d watched intently on the closed-circuit television system he’d installed in the room next door. This way he kept a protective eye on the woman he adored, observing every sound and movement in her new environment.

She’d been immersed in the flotation tank for barely an hour before he’d unscrewed the hatch and unobtrusively slipped naked into the water next to her. Because Rebecca was completely without vision and hearing and totally disorientated, she’d had absolutely no idea he was in the tank with her.

It was well known that a spell in a sensory deprivation tank had a strange effect on people. Many thought they’d been in it for days or even weeks when in fact they’d probably only been in it for
a couple of hours or so
. As it was Rebecca’s first time in the tank, he figured an hour was long enough.

As her Dom, he’d needed to know how much she trusted him, and she’d passed with flying colors, because she had absolutely no idea the tank contained the technological paraphernalia to keep her safe.

As she’d floated on her back in front of him, he’d repeatedly told her how much he loved her and wanted to marry her. Of course, she hadn’t heard a fucking word he’d said as he’d practiced out loud. Later on that evening, over a glass of wine or two, he’d ask her for real. He was almost forty years old and wanted to get started on those healthy children he knew she would produce.

He’d stood waist deep in the warm, salty water, mesmerized by the sheer physical beauty of the woman before him. Finally, unable to resist, he’d blown a gentle, almost unnoticeable current of air across her beautiful breasts, enjoying the smile that brightened her face. Liking what he saw, he’d gone further by sucking her gorgeous nipples into his mouth. When he’d licked her clit, she had screamed out his name, boosting his ego to no end.

Rebecca looked stunningly beautiful in her rubber suit, sexily enhanced by specially made cutouts for her breasts, ass, and pussy. His cock had been rock hard and he’d finally laid his body over hers and filled her sweet, wet cunt with his prick. He smiled to himself. She’d fucking enjoyed it, too, climaxing repeatedly until he’d finally shot his load inside her.

Tyler removed the blindfold from her eyes and cast it aside and then broke the tight seal of the rubber hood from her head with his fingertips, allowing her beautiful dark-brown hair to flow freely once more. She offered no resistance, and her eyes were still tightly shut as he removed the foam plugs from her ears.

He loved her this way, all soft and compliant, with submissive animal whimpers coming from her lips. When he pulled the tight rubber mitts from her hands, she immediately dug her fingernails into his biceps. Tyler lifted her upright so her feet rested on the bottom of the tank and she responded by laying her head against his shoulder. She repeatedly rubbed her cheek against his bare flesh, and he guessed she was savoring the embers of sexual enjoyment still running through her body.

He figured the sensory deprivation experience would make her appreciate the things she’d previously taken for granted. Things like sight, hearing, touch, and smell. With the hatch open, the tank was a very relaxing place. Subdued light filtered through the opening, illuminating the turquoise-blue interior with a softly undulating hue. Used this way, the tank was a very relaxing and tranquil place to be, and he would often relax here after a stressful day at Cerberus Technology. He’d regularly chill out for a half hour or so, restoring much-needed equilibrium to his otherwise busy life.

When her head lifted from his chest, he looked down into her beautiful velvet brown eyes and kissed her possessively on the lips.

“Tyler,” she whispered, and he knew she’d finally returned to reality. The last time she’d uttered his name, she’d screamed it so loud, he’d thought his eardrums would burst. “I love you so much, Tyler.”

He stroked his hand down her face, grazing his thumb across her full, luscious lips. “I love you, too, Becca. Let’s get you out of here and dried off.”

Rebecca sighed with utter contentment as she settled back on the soft cushions and allowed her hand to dangle over the side of the small boat. The sensation as her fingers trailed idly in the cool water felt very decadent and relaxing as Tyler effortlessly rowed them toward the center of the private lake.

Backlit by the slowly setting sun, he looked magnificent. A halo effect of orange and gold lit up his hair and highlighted the powerful muscle formation of his biceps and shoulders to amazing effect. Splashes of red and yellow spread out along the horizon, and every so often the lake would sparkle with golden glints as the water lapped and eddied against the small wooden craft.

Feeling wonderfully alive, she sighed again. “This is pure bliss, Tyler.”

“Sure is, honey. I don’t get the chance to come out here as often as I’d like, but today’s a special occasion.” He smiled as he continued rowing, the sound of the seasoned oars creaking enchantingly against the shiny brass oarlocks. The words of a favorite song drifted idly through her mind, and such was her happiness, she couldn’t stop herself from singing, “Oh, it’s such a perfect day, I’m glad I spent it with you.”
She couldn’t remember the words after this point so hummed the rest.

Tyler beamed at her, taking her happiness to an even higher level. “I must be doing something right. It’s lovely to see you this way.”

“Tyler, you do everything right, but don’t let it go to your head.” She lifted her hand from the water and flicked the contents of the lake at him before roaring with laughter.

What could be more perfect? His beautiful house lay just a few hundred yards behind them on the shore. Surrounded by mature live oaks, the modern building somehow seemed to complement the beauty of the lake, as though it belonged there. Tyler’s own creative design looked amazing from any angle. A smattering of light made the place look warm and welcoming and illuminated the buffalo grass with a seductive orange glow, while the pathway leading down to the wooden jetty slowly started to appear from the descending darkness as a myriad of tiny LEDs automatically switched on.

She dangled her hand in the cool water again. “Mmm, you’re really spoiling me today. Now let me see. Ah, yes, first we had pizza and champagne. Then I had a life-changing experience in the flotation tank. I don’t think I’ll ever forget that, and now, a boat ride with the world’s most beautiful man, on the world’s most beautiful lake, with the sun just starting to dip below the horizon.” This
was
her perfect day. Her body still simmered with an intoxicating mix of contentment and excitement.

He stopped rowing and looked directly at her, and she knew he had something on his mind. He held out his hand. “Come and sit with me.”

Oh God, that sexy look in his amber eyes turned her on every time. This evening really was perfect. She briefly wondered if he’d set the whole thing up in order to ask that one little question.
Will you marry me, Becca?
Startled by her own thoughts, she suddenly sat bolt upright. Where the hell had that idea come from?
Look around you, girl. The guy’s made a lot of effort. He hasn’t brought you all the way out here to talk about global warming or the price of gas.
“You’re going to ask me something, aren’t you?”

“Yes.” He smiled and plumped up a couple of cushions. “But you won’t know what it is unless you get that sexy body of yours over here.” He encouraged her to move by patting the cushions.

Careful not to rock or capsize the boat, Rebecca tentatively moved across and sat between his legs. She loved him so much, and it felt wonderful when he wrapped his strong arms around her waist and rested his chin on top of her head. She heard him breathe in as though ready to speak, and she breathed in, too.

“I can see you’re really happy.” His deep voice rumbled against the back of her head.

“Never more so.”

“Good. I want to talk about our future together, Becca. I thought this would be a good place well away from any interruptions.”

“I wondered why you asked me to leave my cell phone behind. Go ahead, Tyler, I’m all ears.” She so wanted him to ask her to marry him, but she desperately needed to tell him that she couldn’t have children. Her deception had to stop, now, even if it finished their relationship.

Tell him.

Tyler breathed in before letting out a long, contented sigh. “I love you, and you love me, right?”

“More than anything else in the world.”

Tell him.

He pointed to the shoreline. “See that house over there, our house? I want to see it overflowing with happy, healthy children, our children. I want to leave the legacy I’ve built to them.” He took a deep breath. “Something’s been bugging me for a while now. What’s the point of owning the most successful software company in the US if I haven’t got any kids to leave it to?”