But not yet. Mistresses were stronger than that. And she had a…need…to push him.
“Ma’am,” he growled.
“Almost, my tiger. You’re almost clean enough.” She picked up her exfoliation mitt from the low bench and applied it to his shaft, gently at first, then slightly more vigorously, until he groaned as he struggled for control.
Lovely. Her body was humming with need, the hot shower cooler than the blaze of her skin.
In the bed, she had him stretch out, his poor reddened cock standing straight as a flagpole. “You want me to climb on, don’t you?” she asked, smearing the pre-cum on the head.
Oh, the joys of having the control in her hands, to have the fun of teasing and taunting the guard dog.
And how she loved him. Unable to resist, she bent to take his lips. He gave to her so freely, even as his hands rubbed her shoulders, stroked her arms, fondled her breasts.
When she lifted her head, his glowing eyes were the color of old amber. “More, please.”
“Don’t worry, my tiger. I’m going to give you more.” She opened her bedside table. The first thing to come out was the lube.
He tensed slightly.
“I have a desire to possess all of my domain.” She chose a toy he hadn’t experienced before. It formed a long curve, made up of a combination of cock and ball rings that terminated in an anal plug.
Tonight, as their previous behaviors were being altered, she needed to prove to herself that here in bed, he was happy as her submissive. “Bend your knees Benjamin.”
She loved the rush of color into his face, the conflict in his gaze. She could almost read the battles going on in his mind. He hated having anything in his ass, even as he craved how powerfully he got off with anal play. And the act of being penetrated was both humiliating— which he hated—and submissive, which he desired.
But when it came down to it, he’d do as she requested because he was hers. He loved to please her. Did he have any idea how much she felt the same?
He hadn’t moved. “Bend.” Gripping his cock, she tugged a warning.
His muscled legs lifted.
“Very good.” Smiling, she applied cool lube to his asshole in preparation. Then she started attaching the device. Modified to her specifications—with him in mind—the stretchy ring fastened around the base of his cock.
His shaft seemed to enjoy the attention.
Farther down the curve was the adjustable ring that wrapped around high on his ball sac, forcing his heavy testicles downward. Preventing them from drawing up against his groin. His gaze was on her face, so hot, so intent…with a lovely edge of worry.
The front half of the device was for the cock and balls. The rest of the arc was all about the prostate and made of firmer material.
Right after the ball ring was a vibrating bump that would press against the taint—the outer prostate area located between his balls and anus.
He made a faint sound when the vibrations hit there.
And for the grand finale… With a wicked smile, she slowly eased the anal plug in. Longer than two inches, the rounded end was perfectly designed to stimulate the prostate from the inside.
“Fuck.” His head lifted from the bed, the cords in his neck straining.
Perfect. If a cock could be considered similar to a clitoris, she figured the prostate was much like a woman’s G-spot.
“Please tell me you’re planning to climb on and ride,” he gritted.
“Soon, guard dog, soon.” She’d like nothing better.
But if she could get him off without ejaculating, he’d be able to come again. Multiple orgasms for her tiger—it seemed the least she could do.
First, she’d rev him up a bit further.
She pumped some lotion from the bottle on the bedside stand and rubbed it into her arms. “A woman should keep her skin moisturized for the enjoyment of her man.”
His eyes on her were hot enough to sear.
Another pump. She lotioned her shoulders.
“Seems as if the man should help out—since all that soft skin is for him,” he offered.
“That does sound logical,” she agreed amiably.
“Yes.” He tried to sit up and froze as everything she’d put on him pulled and tugged. With a growl, he continued out of the bed, moving carefully.
Excitement simmered within her as she looked at him. His body was tense from head to toes, already well stimulated. He certainly wasn’t thinking of anything except the moment…and her.
She took his place on the bed and opened her legs, letting him kneel between them. His hands were huge and hot, the lotion disconcertingly cool as he stroked it down over her front before returning to concentrate on her nipples.