ADULT EXCERPT
Gray stood up from the deep leather chair with her
still in his arms. She was amazed at his strength. She was not exactly a
featherweight. He walked over to the opulently dressed bed in the corner and
placed her gently in the center. She watched eagerly as he removed his trousers
and donned a condom before he came down beside her. Pandora felt her pulse
quicken as she looked up into his expressive, soft, chocolate-brown eyes. The
heat of his gaze was setting her on fire. She felt a low, slow burn in her
belly, and she knew she had to have him—or maybe he had to have her. He was
mesmerizing in the power of not only his physical form but his Dom personality.
“Spread your legs, sub.” This time his deep Dom voice brought
immediate compliance, and her pussy clenched as he slid his fingers from her
clit to her opening and plunged them in. He worked her body until the climax
that had been building again shuddered through her. She looked up in fear. She
had just come again without his permission. “It’s okay, Pandora. You’re fine.”
She relaxed and let the waves of pleasure roll through her body. He withdrew
his fingers and plunged his hard cock into her hot pussy up to his balls. She
gasped. He was long and thick, but she quickly stretched to accommodate his
size as he started to move with short, slow strokes. He interlaced his fingers
with hers over her head and kissed the pulse beating in the hollow of her
throat. Pandora looked into his soft gaze and liked what she saw there. She
knew there were depths to this man and that she had barely scratched the
surface. When she relaxed into his movement, he began the hard, fast strokes
that took her over the edge as waves of excruciating pleasure rolled through
her again. She had never come like that in her life. She was beginning to
understand the appeal of the BDSM lifestyle. When the roaring in her ears had
receded, she collapsed back against the bed, and Gray came with a powerful
blast that bowed his body. The man is
burning me up from the inside out.
* * * *
Gray pulled Pandora up against his side and rolled to
spoon behind her with his arm around her waist. He whispered in her ear. “Baby,
that was exceptional.” She nestled into him, but he thought she was already
asleep. He would let her rest for a while before he carried her back to his
suite. He wanted her sweet body cuddled up against him tonight. He didn’t want
her to be alone after their scene. He was beginning to realize that this was
more than a scene to him. His interaction with Pandora had the potential to be
an important relationship for him, and he hoped for her as well.
****
Pandora had slept well and fully relaxed in Gray’s
strong arms. She had reveled in the feeling of his embrace for a few moments
after she awoke. It was a deeply satisfying, safe, and secure feeling she had
not enjoyed since before Petra’s death. That she had not had the troubling
recurring dream about Petra for the first night in months was a relief. She had
slipped out of Gray’s bed before the sun illuminated the bedroom and returned
to her cabin after kissing him softly on the forehead. He really was a special
man, but she had to keep her main objective in sight. She knew she was
developing feelings for him. She was not on this cruise for good sex or to hook
up with a hot guy, or to fall in love for that matter. She was here to find out
what had happened to Petra that caused her to take her own life. She was more
than a little worried about the feelings for Gray that seemed to be creeping up
on her. It was more than the fact that he was extremely handsome and sexy
though she wasn’t ready to identify those feelings even to herself. She was
afraid of what they might be.
* * * *
After lunch and the skeet shooting activities, Gray
had returned to his suite to change for the Dom/sub class in the dungeon that
afternoon. He had seen Pandora briefly at the pool, but she was with the other
girls. He had kissed the top of her head before he dropped down into the chaise
next to her. Then he leaned over and whispered in her ear in his slightly
menacing Dom voice, “We will talk
about your disappearing act this morning when we get to the dungeon.” He felt
the ripple of nerves run down her arm where their bodies touched. Good. You need to know just who is in charge
here. He would set her straight about her morning disappearance in no
uncertain terms.
~~~~~
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