Treasured Submission (26 page)

"Oh, ohhh, God," she screamed, and then screamed again as she exploded.

She convulsed tremendously, and he groaned as her muscles contracted around his cock, holding it trapped deep in her passage. Her velvet walls were incredibly tight, the warmth of her channel caressing every inch of his shaft. He kept his fingers busy on her clit as she continued to climax. Finally, he couldn't hold off any longer. He moved his hand to hold her steady as he began to fuck her harder and faster, drawing more and more of his cock out of her, only to plunge back into the welcoming warmth.

Abby had never imagined it would feel like this; she felt full, completely and totally full and, God, it felt amazing. She was stunned when she felt another climax building and he wasn't even touching her clit. His hand was gripping her hip, driving his cock in and out of her. She pushed against him, silently begging him to go deeper. Dean did so, thrusting the full length of his cock into her, and when she felt his balls pounding against her pussy, she exploded, her juices squirting from her sex.

This time, her convulsions triggered his own climax, and he shouted as he bathed her bowels with his seed, shooting over and over again into her. He felt her trembling as small aftershocks pulsed through her body. Both were breathing hard, both moaning with satisfaction.

Abby had released the rail and was clutching the sheet, her breath heaving in and out. She had never seen such stars before, had never dreamt she could cum from such a thing. Abby flushed as she felt the soaked sheets beneath her, knowing exactly what had caused the wetness. She smiled, incredibly satisfied, and secretly pleased that this man could draw such a response from her body. If he never moved again she would be happy, if it meant being connected to him like this. After several minutes, she felt him begin to back away, drawing his flaccid cock from her body. She whimpered a little as the thick head had to once again fight her sphincter muscle, but she didn't cry out. When she was empty of him, she almost felt bereft.

Dean bent forward and gently kissed the damp skin between her shoulder blades, licking the perspiration off until he saw her skin pebble with goose flesh, his hot breath causing shivers to run up and down her body. He moved to lie on his back, pulling her on top of him until her head was cradled on his chest. His hands stroked her back and her arms, calming her until her breath had steadied and she was purring against him.

"Thank you, Abby, that was absolutely incredible."

She smiled against his chest, too exhausted to look up but she said, "No, Sir, thank
you
. I never knew, never imagined. Thank you for opening the door and leading me through."

He felt tears fill his eyes as he realized how much this woman meant to him. She had given all of herself willingly to him, and had trusted him to teach her, to guide her, to possess her. He let the tears fall onto his cheeks, not ashamed of how full his heart was. She looked up and smiled, and he saw that her own cheeks were glistening.

Together, they gently kissed away the tears and knew that they were meant to be, their souls and hearts entwined for the rest of their lives.

A year had passed. Abby hurried to the doors of the church, muttering that today was not the day to be late. Pulling on the door, and seeing Dean in the distance, made her smile as she remembered that first evening when they had found each other. Dean shook his head, his smile transmitting his amusement at her late arrival. She paused at the doorway, her eyes taking in the people gathered for this wonderful event. With a deep breath, she said a quick prayer for guidance and strength, and walked down the aisle.

Dean stepped forward and took her into his arms. "You're late," he whispered, as he kissed her cheek, his hand dropping to her pat against her bottom.

Abby smiled and nodded. "You can spank me later," she promised, loving the sound of his chuckle.

"Count on it, sweetheart," he said, before stepping back and turning her to face the pastor.

Abby looked across the aisle and smiled at Sam and Ian, the two people who made her life even more complete. Sam shook her head with a gentle smile as Ian's eyebrow lifted, letting her know he'd seen Dean's hand on her backside. Abby stifled a giggle and then looked forward, prepared for the seriousness of the ceremony, her hand held tightly in her husband's.

They had married a month after they had met Donald and Grace, and knew that the two would have been happy for them.

Abby had finished her book, and was thrilled when it shot to the top of the bestseller's list, causing her publisher to ask what on earth had changed in her life to allow herself to write so freely. Abby had laughed and told him that Anna and Richard had just told her what they needed, and she had listened. She was well into the second of the series, and loved every minute she spent either sitting at her desk, fingers flying across the keys of her laptop, or lying beside her husband, sated after another round of deliciously erotic 'research'.

Dean continued to teach his classes, and Abby was often used as a live demonstration partner whenever she had been naughty and was due a spanking. She had experienced several implements now, and hoped she'd never feel the cane against her bottom again. She hadn't been able to sit comfortably for days after he had caned her for once again driving without her seat belt. She had climbed into her car the next day, gingerly sitting down, only to see that he had taped a picture to the exact center of her steering wheel, making her giggle. It was a sepia-toned photo of a woman bent over an old-fashioned spanking bench, her split drawers parted, a cane being applied to her ample backside. Not caring what anyone might think, she left that photo taped exactly where he had placed it, to remind herself to always buckle up for her bottom's safety.

Dean gripped her hand tighter as the pastor began. "We are gathered here today to ask God to bless these couples, and guide them in their journey to raise these beautiful children." Abby felt the first tear slide down her cheek as she looked across the aisle again to see the beautiful babies being held by Ian and Samantha.

The pastor continued, looking at the two couples and motioning them forward. All four moved to stand before him, and God. "Do you, Dean and Abigail, accept the responsibility and honor of becoming Godparents to Coleman and Claire, raising them with love and guiding them through their lives alongside their parents?"

"We do," Dean and Abby said softly, the responsibility heavy but welcome as Ian passed Claire to Dean, and Samantha laid Coleman in Abby's arms. Such a sense of peace and honor flowed through Abby, her tears now streaming down her cheeks. They each kissed the infants in their arms before passing them back to their parents.

The twins were baptized and the ceremony ended. Tears were shed and hugs given, neither baby making so much as a whimper of complaint as they were passed from hand to hand to be kissed and admired by all the family and friends who had come to witness the ceremony.

The babies were taken by Sam's parents so they could nap in the church nursery, while the congregation enjoyed a celebration supper in the fellowship hall.

The four seated themselves around a table and smiled at each other. They had all come such a long way together, experiences never imagined shared and cherished.

"God, can it ever get better than this?" Sam asked, as she and Abby once more wiped tears from their eyes.

"I don't believe so," Dean answered, taking Sam's hand in his as he lifted it to brush a kiss across her palm. "You have brought two beautiful angels to live among us—I can't imagine a greater treasure."

THE END

I can't thank you enough for purchasing my book. It is my greatest hope that reading about Abigail and Dean as they make an intimate journey together has brought you pleasure. It is my sincerest desire that you fall in love with the characters and share in their joy, tears and laughter as Abby discovers that submission is the treasure that Dean has promised. It is you, the readers, who keep me writing – anxious to open doors to discover possibilities and to have my own fingers flying across the keyboard to bring characters that live in my heart to life on the pages of a book. If you've enjoyed this story, you might be pleased to know that I am currently working on "Anna's Journey", where she and Richard move across the great plains of this country, sharing their own lives and love, seeking their own personal way.

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Maggie Ryan

Author for Blushing Books.  I write both contemporary erotica and historical spanking romances.  I enjoy writing about characters that enjoy the provocative D/S lifestyle of today’s times as well as taking a step back into the past to write stories that take place in the Victorian era with age-play as a theme. 

I live in the great Lone Star state with my wonderful husband.  I have always loved reading.  Growing up in a family with four children, it was difficult finding a place to be alone.  I was probably one of the squeakiest clean girls on the planet as I would spend hours in the tub so I could read without being bothered.  It wasn’t long before I began to make up my own endings to the books I was reading.  From there, it just seemed natural to begin writing my own stories.

I never try to restrict myself to any one genre because there are just too many delicious possibilities out there and inside my head.  I admit to being somewhat of a romantic though as my stories always must have a great deal of love, passion, corporal discipline and, of course, great, mind-blowing sex.  I want my readers to be able to see, hear, feel and know the characters that I’m creating as well as I do when I bring them to life and transfer their stories to paper.  I want my women to be strong of character but also strong enough to know that submission given in love and trust to your partner does not make you weaker, it makes you far stronger.    I want my men to be sexy, strong, demanding alpha males who know how to take what they want while acknowledging it is a gift they have been blessed with by the women that have chosen to submit to them.  I want there to be no doubt that they truly would die for the other no matter how others might view their relationship.

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