Fierce Encounters Book 4

Daniel’s jaw dropped open, which was cute, but not very helpful.

“Thoughts?”

Daniel shook his head. “Give me a moment. I never thought that she’d behave this way. It’s something of a shock to me.”

Emma looked at him, surprised that he had gone so still. This wasn’t like Daniel. He always seemed like a man of action, especially in bed. She was surprised to see him so docile in the face of drama. “Um, me too. I’ve never had a person really crash my party before, much less someone who is looking to cause trouble. The most I’ve ever had is a hanger-on from work who wanted some free booze.”

Daniel nodded. He looked around the room. Emma had lost sight of her nemesis in her haste to find Daniel and alert him to the trouble. In spite of all of her parties, Emma still found that she was a private person and the thought of her kinky dalliances with Daniel being publicly broadcasted was more than she could bear. It made the Gage situation pale in comparison. That was just a minor error of judgment, but not of behavior. This would likely out her to her friends and co-workers as a submissive. She looked down at the bracelet on her wrist. That was about as far as she was willing to go in the public domination arena, a small symbol that would serve to remind her and Daniel, but no one else.

She and Daniel began wandering through the party, being stopped by people they knew. Many of Emma’s friends had not met Daniel before, so frequent stops for introductions were required. Of course, everyone wanted to know more about him, so their quest was a slow one. Emma checked her watch at one point, realizing that nearly an hour had passed since she’d seen his ex-wife. She could be long gone by now, having just decided to scare Emma with her presence.

Emma shook her head, knowing that she never got that lucky. No, this woman had come here looking for a fight and some revenge, and barring a miracle, she wouldn’t leave without it.

Shortly after that, Emma and Daniel ran into Jamie, who was sans Gage. Emma raised her eyebrows at her friend. Jamie shrugged. Emma groaned loudly, but not noisily enough for Daniel to hear. Now she had two issues to deal with. Normally her parties were sedate affairs, where the worst to happen was people throwing up in the house. Now she had major drama on her hands. Is this what romance brought into your life - chaos and stress? Emma wondered what Jane Eyre would have done in this situation.

She and Daniel continued through the house, looking for signs of the ex-wife, who had seemingly disappeared. Jamie followed along with them, carrying on an inane conversation with Emma just to have a reason to walk with her. The trio began a second walk through the house, still without luck. Emma’s home seemed to have become a Bermuda triangle of unwanted guests.

“Emma,” one of the guests called out. Emma looked, but couldn’t remember the man’s name. He was a friend of a co-worker, who came to these parties when she needed another single man. “We’re all out of gin. Do you have any more?”

Emma nodded, not wanting to strain her own voice over the crowd. She excused herself from Daniel and Jamie and went to the small pantry downstairs that doubled as a wine cellar and booze cabinet.

Emma noticed that the downstairs lights were on. That was odd. Normally the basement was off-limits during a party. It was dank and unfinished. No one would want to hang out down here with a pool and deck area out back.

Emma heard the distinct sounds of moans and whispers from the closet. Someone else was down here. She narrowed her eyes for a second and then went for reinforcements. Daniel and Jamie were still right where she’d left them, still looking perplexed by the situation. She motioned for them both to follow her.

Jamie started to speak as they descended the stairs, but Emma put a finger over her lips. She wanted the element of surprise on her side. The noises were still coming from the pantry itself. They had to be since no one else was around or visible in the basement. Daniel’s face morphed from puzzled to very clear as Emma started to open the door, as if he had just realized what Emma expected to find behind the door.

Sure enough, when the door was flung open, Gage and Daniel’s ex-wife were engaged in some hanky-panky. Thankfully for the sake of everyone’s retinas, they were mostly dressed. Daniel had the good graces to look away, but spoke first, “Renee, what are you doing here?”

She stammered something that Emma couldn’t understand as she buttoned her blouse again. She at least had the good graces to blush at the crowd facing her.

“You weren’t invited. You’re not welcome here. You’re making my girlfriend very uncomfortable in her own home.”

Emma didn’t want to interrupt Daniel’s haranguing of the woman, but had he just said “girlfriend”? Emma tried to act maturely, but a part of her wanted to giggle like a teenager. She had a boyfriend, a Facebook status boyfriend. She started to feel more comfortable with the awkward setting.

Renee finished dressing and slipped back into her shoes which had been off as well. Emma thought of the last time that she’d actually cleaned down here and decided that shoelessness was probably not a good idea.

Jamie was not to be outdone either. She took her cues from Daniel and let loose. “Gage, just what do you think you’re doing? Geez, you work with me, and here you are half-dressed in a closet at a party where your co-workers are. This is very awkward for everyone involved.”

Indeed, Gage was only half-dressed. Renee had been the more demure of the two. Gage’s shirt was still tucked into his pants, but it draped around his waist now. He had a nice body, thin but muscled with a trace of hair between his pecs and another trail of hair leading from his navel into his pants. He obviously worked out and was proud of his body. He didn’t make any hurried moves to cover up, watching the other women’s reactions to him. Emma could clearly see that he was aroused, as he’d tented the front of his jeans and a small wet spot marked an area about eight inches up from the end of the zipper. At least she wouldn’t have to see him again. Jamie on the other hand would have this image to contend with at work.

Emma also felt the stress leave her shoulders as she saw the two fumble around to dress. Gage would not be an issue and neither would Renee. If they tried to make any trouble for Daniel or her, they would have to explain their unholy alliance in the basement of the party, caught like two horny teenagers. Emma made a deep sigh and closed her eyes for a moment. The last party of the season might not be a disaster after all.

Once the pair had left the closet, Emma grabbed the bottle of gin and all of them headed upstairs as a group. Many eyes fell on the group as they made their way as quietly as they could. Emma just wanted the party to be over without a fuss.

Gage and Renee were unceremoniously escorted out of the party and the door closed behind them. Jamie gave Emma a small hug and went off to rejoin her friends. Emma and Daniel stood surveying the party from the foyer. Daniel found her hand and squeezed it tight. “All’s well that end’s well, yes?”

Emma gave him a grin. “You called me your ‘girlfriend.’”

Daniel tried not to smile. “Did I need to clear that with you before I announced it to my ex-wife? Is there some paperwork we need to fill out?”

Emma smacked his arm with her free hand. “No, it’s just the first time you ever said it. On the romance scale, shouting it to your ex-wife is up there as one of my ideal situations. Even so I really like the sound of that.”

Daniel drew her into a deep kiss. “I’m glad that you do. I want to keep you around for a long time.”

When they’d finally broken the kiss, Emma said, “Same here. I hope that tonight will go a long way to easing some of the issues with your ex-wife. She seemed pretty into that man.”

Daniel tilted back his head and laughed. “That would be so nice. I wouldn’t know how to behave without her bothering me all the time.”

Emma moved in closer to him, sliding under his arm. “Maybe I’ll just take on that role. I’d like to spend a lot of time bothering you.”

Daniel leaned down and kissed her on the cheek. “That can definitely be arranged.”

Taking a slower walk around the party, Emma was gratified to see everyone having fun. No one seemed to be affected by the near scene that had been averted.

She looked at the door to the basement. “I have an idea,” she said, pointing to the door.

Daniel raised an eyebrow and smirked. “Really? Is this going to be our thing now? Sex at parties?”

“It could be, if you play your cards right. No one will notice being gone for a few minutes. The party can run itself for a while after all that drama.” Emma gave him a wink and headed for the door. They descended the steps in silence, still able to hear the party above them, though muffled. Emma held the door open for Daniel and they both entered the small pantry where they’d recently discovered Gage and Renee. There was an element of being caught here. The door to the pantry had no locks or mechanisms to hold it shut. Anyone could walk in, just as they had earlier.

Daniel pulled Emma into a kiss. Of course, this was why she’d wanted to come down here, but she was surprised by the swiftness of the act and the intensity. Daniel had seemed rather mellow after Renee left, but now he was on edge, hungry, demanding. Emma could definitely get used to this. She gave herself to Daniel, allowing him to set the pace. He wasted no time in pushing his tongue against her lips. She parted them slightly, enough to allow him entrance. He moaned softly as he began to explore her mouth. She met his tongue with hers and they wrestled passionately for a minute or so. Emma felt the desire start to well up in her. She wanted this as much as Daniel.

Daniel pulled her closer to him and grabbed a thigh. He pulled it up so that they had to lean against a shelf. From this angle, she could feel his erection against her own abdomen. He was hard and throbbing. She took a free hand and palmed it. She pressed hard against it, making him enjoy the pressure and the chafing of the fabric against his member.

Emma wasn’t sure, but she had a feeling that this encounter would not be like their first. Daniel had her leg up in the air and he made no moves to request a blowjob from her. He continued to kiss her hungrily, wanting more and more. He left her mouth and began to trail his mouth along her neck and shoulder. He left little bite marks along the way. As he got to where Emma’s blouse covered her shoulders, Daniel began to unbutton the buttons to get more access. Emma moaned softly; she could give herself freely to Daniel tonight, knowing that the secrets were behind them. The ex-wife had met another man, and she wouldn’t be a problem any longer. She would be occupied elsewhere. There were no worries about parties for the near future. This was the last one for the season. Perhaps she and Daniel could plan a new schedule with fewer parties for next year.

The thoughts of party-planning left her mind as Daniel continued his quest along her skin. He raked his teeth along her collarbone and licked his way down between her breasts. Emma felt hot and flushed now. The dankness of the pantry had been replaced with a fire that warmed her entire body. Daniel continued to work his way down. Her blouse was fully unbuttoned and open so that he could move his face wherever he wanted at this point.

He unhooked her bra without removing his face from her cleavage. Emma was impressed. Her breasts were free now too, and Daniel took the time to caress one and then the other. His mouth quickly found her right nipple and he began to tease it with his tongue. She moaned again at the sensation. Daniel tweaked the other nipple at the same time, so that she was overwhelmed with the feeling. He finally left the right breast, leaving it wet across the hard nipple, and switched to the other breast. He continued on this breast. Emma was surprised that she wasn’t stressed about missing the party. Daniel had been good for her in that kind of way. She was able to take her mind off of the party to really enjoy herself.

Daniel’s hands were on the move again. Now he was finding the zipper on her skirt and sliding it down, so that he could easily push it to the floor. Emma was glad that she’d worn a lacy pair of red underwear for the evening. Daniel had yet to see her other choices. Daniel’s mouth ran down past her navel, and slowly began to trace the outline of the panties. He ran it across the line of her hips, going from left to right. Emma could feel the thin coat of saliva that he left as he moved along.

After that, he began to trace the outline of the bottom of her panties. Emma could feel the movement of his tongue as he ran across her thigh. Emma knew where the tongue would travel next. His mouth found its way further down and he licked at her inner thighs. Instinctively she parted her legs a bit more, leaving them open for Daniel’s next move.

His tongue stopped inside her thighs. Gently, he found her lips under the panties and he licked at them through the fabric. Emma could feel her own rising excitement. From past experience, Emma knew that her lips grew thicker and more inviting the longer someone licked them. She moaned again, not wanting to say anything to break the moment. She grabbed at Daniel’s hair, pulling at it, tugging it, trying to get Daniel to do her bidding and bring her to climax. She was as hungry for it as Daniel had been earlier during their kiss.

Daniel had found the opening and he inserted his tongue in her. He pushed in as deep as he could with his mouth until his lips pressed against hers. The feeling was incredible. He began to use his tongue like he would his erection, thrusting his tongue in and out of her in a rapid motion. It was all about Emma tonight. She knew that he wouldn’t come from this; she had all the time in the world to enjoy the sensation before she climaxed first. She let her body fall back an inch or so on the shelves so that she could just enjoy the feeling.

Daniel continued the thrusts, pushing his tongue past her clit and allowing it to press against it every so many thrusts. He had a rhythm down that Emma could anticipate. She knew when the next thrust of his tongue would come and press against her clit. She moaned on the next lick and the one after that. Daniel was relentless.

Finally, he pulled back for a second and began to lick around her lips. He moistened her opening with his saliva, licking from front to back and then back to front. Every so often, he would plunge deep again, allowing himself a chance to drive her crazy.

Emma could feel her desire grow, and she knew that she could climax in a few minutes with the right manipulation. She let her own hand drop, and without speaking, slid a finger into herself as Daniel licked. He licked her fingers and then licked her again. The feeling was incredible. Outside of the role playing and the domination, neither of them had really pleasured themselves in front of the other. It was odd that she would be doing that now.

After a minute, Daniel must have understood her rhythm as he pushed her fingers out of the way and inserted his own. Daniel’s fingers were bigger and hairy which left her full of a very different sensation than her own. He pushed a second finger up inside of her. Emma could barely stand the feeling. Between the tongue and fingers, she was getting close. They’d be rejoining the party soon.

Daniel became more insistent in his motions, not letting her catch her breath from his pressure on her clit. She moaned again, louder this time. Daniel didn’t stop. He kept at her until she felt herself give way to the climax. For a moment, she could barely breathe and then it felt as if she’d been given the third degree, all white light and heat. She stopped moving and just allowed herself to enjoy the feeling. It rushed over her in waves and then slowly faded.

She looked down to see that Daniel had pulled himself from his pants and was stroking himself. She watched in silence as he thrust into his fist repeatedly, as he had done with her. He pushed himself into his fist the full length and then out again. He continued this, holding onto Emma’s leg with his free hand.

He shuddered twice before he came as well. Emma watched the milky white ropes of liquids spurt across the floor and under the shelves. Daniel went quiet too, barely breathing for a minute. Then he stood up and put himself away. Emma started working on her own appearance as well. Her skirt came back up; her blouse was re-buttoned.

“How bad does my hair look?” she asked Daniel, as she ran her fingers through his hair. Ironic, since that was how his hair had gotten that way to begin with. He cleaned up fairly well though.

Daniel performed the same steps for her, pushing a few unruly strands of hair into place. He found a paper towel and cleaned up after himself, throwing the paper towels into a wastebasket by the door. “Not bad,” he said, his voice still husky and spent. “No one will ever know what went on down here.”

Emma laughed and escorted him back upstairs. “As long as you don’t talk before you’ve had a drink. That voice is a dead giveaway.”

Daniel smiled at her. “Then let’s go find me that drink.”

They arrived back in the kitchen. Emma had grabbed a bottle on the way up, so they just looked like they’d been gathering more supplies. No one questioned their movements. Emma deposited the bottle next to the nearly full other bottle of vodka and poured Daniel a margarita.

Daniel toasted his glass at her and took a sip. “Do I sound somewhat better now?”

She nodded. “You’ll pass inspection if no one looks too close.”

Jamie came back in the room with Marie. “There you are. I was telling Marie about what we found earlier. Then I couldn’t find you. I had half a mind to check the pantry downstairs.”

Daniel gave Emma’s hand a quick squeeze. That would have been awkward, given that the pantry had no lock on it. At least when they’d hooked up in the bathroom, they were assured of privacy due to the locks.

“One tryst per night per room is my rule,” Emma said with a short laugh. “We went and got some booze and before that, we were chatting with a couple who I knew from a previous job. It’s been a long night introducing Daniel to everyone.”

Jamie nodded. “New boyfriends are a topic of endless fascination.”

Emma laughed. “You have no idea.”

Jamie and Marie made an announcement that they were leaving, hoping to send a message to the other guests to do the same. It seemed to work. Within a half hour, Emma’s house was back to its normal, quiet status. She walked around her home, picking up the odd glass or plate. It didn’t take her long to finish the cleaning, especially with Daniel’s help. He moved at a pace that suggested he’d worked in a restaurant at some point. He washed glasses, dishes and utensils quickly and thoroughly. Emma would have sat and watched him, but that would have defeated the purpose of both of them working

Finally Emma looked around and declared the home clean. “Not a moment too soon. I’m worn out!”

Daniel looked at the door. “Should I leave?”

Emma shook her head. “Not necessary. You’re more than welcome to stay, but I can promise you that nothing will happen tonight. I’ll be asleep before my head hits the pillow.”

Daniel took her hand and massaged it in his. “Not everything is about sex. We’ll always have time for sex.”

Emma smiled. She liked the sound of that. “Then, yes, please stay.”

They both made their way to the bedroom. Emma found a spare toothbrush for Daniel, the first time that she’d ever needed one for a male overnight guest. She slipped into a lacy teddy that looked nothing like how she felt. Daniel returned to the bedroom, wearing only his boxer briefs. Black again. Emma was going to have to check out his underwear collection to see if that was the only thing he had or if they only made love when he was wearing a certain color.

They curled up together under the sheets. Daniel slid an arm around Emma and she slipped into sleep thinking how wonderful the feeling was.

-Six Months Later -

Daniel had the ice cube in his mouth. He was tracing arcs around Emma’s breasts, teasing and tempting each one before turning his attention to the other. Since she was blindfolded, she didn’t know when the change would happen or where he would go next.

For a change, they’d used Ace Bandages to tie up Emma. She’d been bound both hand and foot in the bandages which kept her from moving too much. She lay there, rolled slightly to one side so that Daniel had clear access to all parts of her body. She didn’t fight too much tonight. Daniel had told her that he had made special plans for her, and she’d been excited at the prospects of a new twist to their kink. Emma had really begun to enjoy their sessions. Daniel and Emma had created a routine of enjoying two nights of domination to one night of vanilla sex. As much as Daniel enjoyed domination, he knew that Emma needed a variety, as much as she enjoyed their kink, sometimes she still just enjoyed a night of cuddling and lovemaking. Daniel had no problems with holding her tight.

Right now though, He was in charge and he loved every minute of it. He was still fully dressed, but he’d thought about stripping down. His dick was rock hard and he wanted to be able to touch himself as he watched her squirm, waiting for the next touch or prop. Sometimes his mind would turn to Emma and what they were planning as their next scenario and he’d have to go whack off in the bathroom just to get through the day. Nearly eight months they’d been together, and the sex was still as hot as ever.

Of course, it was more than just physical to Daniel. He’d been fascinated by Emma from the moment they’d met, even though he’d done a crappy job of communicating that to her at first. Now she knew that he wanted a long term commitment from her. Daniel was leery about going back into marriage again, but they’d discussed the matter once or twice. Like Emma’s orgasm, it would have to wait until he was more ready. She squirmed again, which was a clear sign to him after all these months that she could climax if he told her to. He loved that she’d given him the power to control them. He enjoyed trying to come up with new ways to make her wait. She was still hesitant about nipple clamps, but the last time they’d played, Daniel had used a clothes pin and Emma had been okay with it.

Daniel pushed all the thoughts from his mind and got back to the pleasure. He dropped the ice cube on the side of the bed and took out a paint brush. It wouldn’t be too sexy if Emma saw this, but used with her blindfolded, it was incredibly erotic. He used a small brush on her more sensitive areas, running the tiny bristled brush over her nipples and between her legs. In his other hand, he held a larger brush that he used to arouse her on her legs and arms. She shivered again as he ran the brush down her arm and then up her abdomen. Nothing was as erotic as not knowing what was coming next. The small brush tickled her between her thighs again, and then Daniel teased her lips, wanting them to know that a night of pleasure awaited them.

He’d spent a few hours preparing for tonight, and while it wasn’t as romantic as their anniversary would be, he was proud of how well the results had turned out. Daniel had gone on the Internet and located directions for an ice dildo. He’d managed to find a plain rubber one. He’d filled it with water and placed it inside a cardboard tube that had been cut down and made thinner. He’d let the ice harden in the freezer and the results had looked good. It wasn’t as big as him, but then he had planned only to use it for an evening.

He’d made sure to run the dildo under cool water until it had begun to melt a bit. He certainly didn’t want it to stick to anything like that kid’s tongue in A Christmas Story. That would be too awkward. Daniel still worried that if he pushed things too far that he might lose Emma, and he didn’t want that. So he kept the scenarios fairly mild. The ice dildo was about as far out as he’d gone so far.

He wanted to surprise her, so he ran the head of the dildo across her stomach. She squealed some as he ran it around her hips and thighs. It felt very awkward to be handling a dildo like this. He wasn’t used to any other tool but his own. The dildo stayed between her legs, brushing up and down her legs in small strokes. Daniel wanted her to believe that it was still an ice cube, though he could tell that she was starting to suspect something else.

Daniel pressed it against her lips, letting her know that he was expecting entry with his cold member. She jumped at the first touch, arching her back like she did when she climaxed sometimes. The motion only made him want her more. He pressed against her lips again. This time, he was more insistent and he didn’t pull away when she bucked her hips.

He made no attempt to hold her down. He wanted Emma to realize that she couldn’t escape from her fate. Let her realize that this was going to happen no matter how cold it felt or how frightened she would be of the first sensation. Daniel wasn’t sure how long it would be before the dildo melted. It was already feeling a little runny around the edges.

He made a small thrust, entering her for the first time. Emma bucked at first and then accepted the present. She pushed towards it this time, moving her hips in a rhythm to meet the dildo. She shivered twice, but still not speaking. Normally neither of them said a word unless they needed to stop. It made it more exciting to work in silence.

Daniel pressed against her again. Her lips opened to greet the dildo again, and Daniel pushed harder this time. About three inches slid inside of her. She shivered again, her whole body convulsing in response to the cold inside of her. Damn, it was making him horny.

He started a slow rhythm with her, sliding in and out of her with deliberation. She began to move with him, perhaps thinking that it would be over faster if she worked with him. Daniel planned to use it until it was a puddle of water.

The thrusts became deeper. Emma let out a mewl that was something between a moan and a scream. Daniel didn’t believe that he’d ever heard that from her before. Maybe he was on to something here. He continued the thrusts, knowing by now that he was brushing past her clit with each thrust. He tried to imagine what running ice along his cock would feel like, but he didn’t even like his showers to be too cold. Ice would be torture.

Still Emma seemed to be enjoying it. He thrust again, putting nearly the entire dildo into her. He kept hold of the tied end, pulling it out slowly and thrusting it in quickly. The motion was getting to him. He wanted to be the one inside of her. Daniel pushed the dildo inside of her again and this time he left it in long enough to unbutton his shirt quickly. He tugged at the sleeves and had it off in a few moments. Emma was rocking her hips up and back without him, feeling the ice pressed against her and moaning loudly now. He was glad they were at his place tonight and not hers. His neighbors were old and deaf on both sides, which left him the ability to get wilder.

Now with a bare chest, Daniel pulled the dildo out. He ran a finger along the shaft of the dildo and then put his finger on his chest. Shit that was cold. His time was running out with the instrument. He could feel it getting mushy inside, where Emma’s heat had quickly turned it to water. Maybe she had planned to do that with her thrusts. Maybe she’d hoped that her arousal would lead to a quick melt.

Daniel thought about licking Emma’s own juices from the dildo but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. Some things were still beyond what he was willing to do. On that one night, he’d offered Emma the chance to do whatever she’d wanted and she’d stopped from inserting anything into him. He was glad of that. Daniel knew that he couldn’t change places with her and be submissive.

He’d thought about adding another person to the mix in one of their sessions, but Daniel was happy with the relationship the way it was and the submissive fear would be outweighed by the drama of having another person involved. At this point, it just was not worth the trouble. Daniel was happy with just one woman, provided it was the right woman.

Now that the dildo was nearly water, Daniel threw it into the trash can, sinking it from about ten feet. He felt like celebrating that small victory, but who could he tell?

He slowly began to finger Emma. She was still cool from the ice dildo, and he found it an odd sensation to feel her wet but not hot inside. He took the bottle of lube from the nightstand and poured the liquid over his fingers. He inserted two fingers again into her. She was warming up again, and she began to thrust her hips just as she had with the ice. This time though Daniel held her down with his free hand. He couldn’t give her too much room to do what she wanted here. She had to obey his commands or face the punishment. He’d never had to punish her before. Emma was always fairly compliant to his demands.

He pushed deep inside of her as he thought, feeling her clit and taking the time to rub against it. She moaned again, loud this time. Daniel began to twist as he entered her and pushed his fingers in to her until his palms were pressed against her pubes. He pulled out and did it again. Then one more time. She was moaning constantly now, and Daniel leaned over her. He kissed her on the mouth to cover her moans. She moaned into his mouth, and the sensation nearly drove him over the edge, still half-dressed. Wow, he was enjoying himself immensely; if just this could push him to the edge of climax.

He pulled back and added a third finger to her. Daniel could see her skin flush around her neck and breasts. Her breathing became shallower. “You cannot come until I tell you to,” Daniel said in a deep and commanding voice. “I forbid it.”

Emma groaned. “You’re going to need to make this faster then. You’re driving me wild.”

“No talking,” Daniel ordered. He was feeling a little flushed himself, knowing that he’d driven her so far. Damn, he was turned on.

He pulled his fingers out of her. He wiped his hands off on a bath towel by the bed. While he was standing up, he stripped down. He peeled off his pants and then stripped off his boxer briefs. They were a mess in front, sticky and slippery. He was apparently closer than he’d realized. He used the boxer briefs to clean up the pre-come all over the front of him, and then tossed them aside. Emma had teased him early on that she’d only seen him in black boxer briefs, but since then he’d showed her a variety of colors. It turned out that she still liked him in black best.

He was hard, painfully hard. He wanted nothing more at this point than to get off, but he wanted to satisfy Emma first. He took his role seriously and while he enjoyed the power, he knew that part of his power was to take care of his submissive.

Daniel moved back to the bed. Emma gasped as he sat down on the mattress, apparently expecting something sexual to happen soon. She was right. He wanted to just jump on top of her and finish, but he still had play to complete.

Daniel slid down the bed so that he could reach her legs. He pressed his face against her crotch and began to lick her slowly. This was the third thing he’d used to arouse her, and he knew from experience that he’d have to work fairly fast. Once Emma had experienced more than two things inside of her, she was a climax time bomb. She’d want to blow at any time.

He pushed inside of her and began lapping his tongue against her clit. He didn’t start slowly this time. She’d already been pleasured twice. He knew the way that she liked it now, and he used his tongue to do as she pleased. Even though he was in charge, he wanted to push her to the edge of disobeying him. “Don’t come,” he said roughly, barely sounding like himself. When he was in an extended play session with Emma, he was like another person, one who could let loose and enjoy himself with a partner. That was where he was now.

“Hurry,” Emma pleaded. “Please hurry before I lose it.”

Daniel smiled. It was going to be easy to push her over the edge tonight. He moved his face away from her and she moaned, more from disappointment than anything else. She twisted her legs so that she was flat on her back. She knew what was coming next and she wanted it as much as Daniel did.

Daniel pulled one leg from the bandages, another plus for the stretchy fabric. Emma immediately wanted to wrap it around his waist, drag him in and end her urge, but Daniel held onto the leg. He moved so that he was on top of her now, still holding the leg and not letting her have her way. He rested himself on his elbows so that they were flush against each other. Emma rolled her hips so that Daniel was pressed tightly against her. Even with the blindfold, he knew that she now knew he was sticky with desire. She’d know that he couldn’t hold out much longer either.

Daniel made no motions, just laying there, willing himself to last longer. Emma moaned again, this time in frustration from her desire. She wanted it now.

Finally Daniel sat back on his knees. He filled his palm with lube and stroked his cock carefully. He didn’t want to get it too slick or he’d cum before he’d pushed into her. He put a rubber on, hoping that the latex would slow down his orgasm, but tonight he doubted that anything could slow him down. He wiped his hand on the towel again and leaned forward.

He pushed against her, demanding entrance. Now she moved her legs apart and opened herself to him. Daniel still enjoyed the sight of his woman waiting for his entrance. He took his time, pushing himself into her slowly, making her moans thick with desire.

He began a quick rhythm with her, thrusting into her and then pulling out until only the tip of his cock remained inside of her. Then he’d pause and do it again. Emma waited, but he could tell how close she was.

Daniel sped up the pace, slamming into her hard, so hard that the headboard shook and the bed creaked. The pace was relentless, but bound to be short-lived. Daniel shuddered inside of her and felt his cock spurt and then spurt again.

“Now,” he said to Emma, and Emma let out a guttural sound that she typically made when she climaxed. She arched her back, lifting Daniel onto his knees as he completed his own climax. He rode her out and they both collapsed to the bed. Emma moaned and rolled her hips again, using his still hard cock to make her own orgasm last longer. She finally took a deep breath, almost a sigh, and then relaxed.

Daniel pulled out of her reluctantly. He added the used condom to the trashcan with the ice dildo and then went to get a washcloth to clean them off. He made the water hot, but not scalding. He cleaned Emma first, letting her start out of her revelry with the feel of the warm fabric against her. He wiped her clean. He enjoyed watching the dribble of his own juice that rolled out of her. He wiped that up too and then turned his attentions to himself. He wiped off his own juices and then took the cloth back to the bathroom, where he threw it over the edge of the tub.

With the both of them clean, Daniel slowly released Emma from the bonds. In their last few sessions, Emma had entered subspace after the encounter, just so full of trust for Daniel that she was putty in his hands.

It was at this time that he was his most gentle and caring with her. He took off the blindfold and undid the bandages. “Emma, sweetie. We’re done for the night. Time to come back to reality.”

Emma gave him a smile and sat up slowly. She gave herself a shake, which reminded Daniel of a dog in the rain. Whatever the purpose, it seemed to transition Emma from submissive to girlfriend. She got up and stood on her toes to kiss Daniel deeply. “That was incredible.”

Daniel spent a few minutes explaining how he’d made the ice dildo and Emma followed along like they were discussing a DIY project rather than a kink play toy. She had apparently enjoyed it and they talked about when they might use it again.

Emma went to the bathroom to clean up. Daniel slid on a new pair of boxer briefs and went to make them tea. He poured the liquid into the mugs and waited for her to join him. On his own deck, he and Emma sat quietly and drank their tea in happiness.

The March night was cool, but tolerable. They’d had a cold winter, but spring was showing signs of appearing soon.

Emma looked at him. “I’m not sure you’re ready for this, but I’d like to have another one of my parties soon. Winter’s over and I want to get a jump on the festivities again.”

Daniel laughed. “Three hours of sex and you want to talk about parties?”

“Of course. Besides, you shouldn’t laugh. We hooked up at one of my parties.”

Daniel ran a finger down her arm to touch the silver chain she still wore around her wrist. “I haven’t forgotten that night. Trust me.”

Emma laughed. “I know you haven’t.”

Daniel smiled at her. “So should we invite Gage and Renee to this party? They added a bit of a thrill to the last event.”

Emma rolled her eyes. “The last time I talked to Jamie about it they were still dating. So they could come if you wanted.”

Daniel gave her a smile. “It doesn’t matter to me. I don’t think they could do anything to hurt our relationship. I’m with you for the long haul.”

Emma smiled and squeezed his hand. After a while, she took another sip of tea and just enjoyed the night sky.

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