“Why did you get so sweet?”
“You’re the reason. Only you.”
She reached out, stroking his cheek. “I’m ready, too. I’m ready for you to be my Master again and my Elijah.”
He leaned down and kissed her. His tongue plundered her mouth, demanding and so in control. She missed this. “I have to taste you. I need you spread out on my bed.”
“I want that, too.” She circled his neck, pressing her body against his.
Elijah grabbed her ass, rubbing his c**k against her pu**y. She moaned, kissing him back as he took her lips once again.
“Not out here. I’m taking you inside.”
Picking her up, he crossed the threshold of the cabin. She liked the thought of calling it a cabin more than a bungalow. His place was modern with all the touches a man could want. The cabin was open planned, and she saw all the rooms in one turn. The doors were wide open, and she spotted a pool out of the far window.
“Wow.”
“Is that the only word in your vocabulary?” he asked, teasing her.
“Around you it seems to be. This place is amazing.”
He put her on her feet giving her a chance to look around. She noticed there was no office. There was a large sitting room with a full length plasma television. There was a small fireplace on the side wall, which made it look cozy. She imagined in the winter it would make staying at the resort comfortable.
Through to the kitchen she saw an open plan kitchen and dining room.
“Do you entertain a lot?” she asked.
“Never.”
The appliances were top of the range. The cabin layout was better than her apartment.
Next he took her through to another room, the main bedroom.
“This is where we’ll be sleeping,” he said.
The bed was large and open. She caressed the sheets, feeling the silk of them against the pads of her fingers.
“Every comfort, right?”
“Yeah. There’s another room I want to show you.” He took her hand and led her through to where she imagined the office would be. The door didn’t have a lock. “I had this installed, but I never planned to use it. I felt I needed to make it, and I think even then I always intended to claim you, Amber.”
He opened the door and switched on the light.
The room was large, like an office, only this office was not intended for work but for play. She gasped as she recognized several devices and toys.
“This is your playroom?”
“It’s our playroom. I’ve never used this with anyone else. You’re the only person I want, Amber.”
She stepped inside and felt like she was going into another life. The desire to get down on her knees and present herself to him was strong. She held off and took the time to admire the playroom.
A lot of care and attention had gone into decorating this room. Like in most playrooms one wall was devoted to spanking equipment. She eyed the whips, coils, floggers, and paddles. Elijah had used each one in Club Kink. These were personal spanking toys. No other woman had known the pleasure or the pain they could create. In the BDSM club, the toys were cleaned before every use, but others had felt what they could create.
Her personal favorite item was the spanking bench. She loved leaning over the bench and being open to her Master for him to spank.
She moved toward the bench, touching the hard leather. “It’s beautiful.”
There were chains hung from the wall, and on the far wall, next to the floggers was a cross. They’d never used it at Club Kink. She didn’t like to be open or vulnerable in front of people.
“I’ve always wanted to get you na**d for me. I want you to trust me with your body.”
“I trust you.”
“I’d like to play with you this weekend, Amber.”
“And I’d like that, too, Sir.”
She let out a sigh. Amber hadn’t called him Master or Sir in a long time. Hearing his title sound off her lips and into the air, made her feel calm.
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Elijah smiled. His hands shook as he reached for her. Seeing her inside his playroom made all the weeks and months put into decorating the room worthwhile. He’d spent hours trawling the internet looking for the right toys to fill the room.
Even though he’d tried to forget about Amber, she’d always been at the forefront of his mind when organizing his room.
“Do you want me to assume the position?” she asked, taking him by surprise.
He shook his head. “No.”
“Why not?”
“We’ve got all weekend to experiment and explore. Tonight, I want you as you are.” Elijah led her out of the playroom, shutting the door behind him.
She didn’t say another word as he led her to the back of the cabin to where the bedroom was. He let her go, and they faced each other. The bed was a dominating presence between them.
“Do you want this?” he asked. He wanted her to be ready.
“I’m ready, Elijah. So ready.”
Closing the small distance that lay between them, Elijah sank his fingers into her hair, bringing her closer to him with his grip. She went without a fight, relaxing against him.
“I need your lips. Give them to me.”
She went on her toes as she leaned down, brushing his lips against hers. He touched her so lightly and fleetingly that she moaned.
“Please, Elijah, don’t tease me. It has been too long.”
“And this will be amazing. Trust me, baby. I know what I’m doing.”
He fingered the buttons of her suit jacket and popped them out, opening her jacket. Loosening his grip on her hair, he pushed the open jacket from her shoulders.
Amber gasped.
“I’ve barely touched you, and you’re already shaking.”
“I’m turned on. I need you to touch me.”
“I will. All in good time,” he said, stroking fingers down the front of her shirt. He purposely missed skimming her ni**les. The buds were so tight as they pressed to the front of her shirt. He went down caressing her stomach and tugging at her shirt to pull it out of the skirt.
“You and time. You’re going to drive me crazy with your need to prolong everything.”
“It’ll be worth it when you’re screaming my name in orgasm.”
She gasped, pressing toward him. “I need you now.”
“I’m in charge. Wait for it.”
Amber closed her eyes, whimpering.
He tugged her shirt out and began unbuttoning her shirt. She wore a lacy white bra. He saw the dark red tips of her ni**les, glinting at him through the lace. Pushing the shirt from her shoulders, he knelt before her.