His mouth parted and gripped my bottom lip between his teeth, nibbling on it gently. It grew swollen and raw, but he soothed that feeling away with a swipe of his tongue. I opened my mouth and practically begged him to take advantage of the opportunity. He was a smart man. I could tell because he did so without hesitation. His tongue swooped in almost as aggressively as the rest of him had. Rubbing and dueling with my tongue making my already hyper-aware body restless and needy. My nipples hardened into peaks, and I knew if my hands were free then I would tear off the constricting corset. Just so I could beg his hands or his mouth to touch them and relieve the ache that had started to build. I felt my self-control slipping as I was being swept away by the desire that he was stirring up in me. As if sensing my imminent surrender, he pulled away slowly."You are submissive, baby girl. You just need to find the right Master to top you," he said with an odd look.You would have thought he

I had decided to go with the classic naughty schoolgirl outfit tonight, seeing as the vacated Master had a soft spot for that look. I had found it so cliché it was embarrassing, but knowing Jordan liked suddenly had me excited and pleased.I watched as he walked over to the only table in the room and put a black leather bag on the table before he turned back to me and lifted an eyebrow when he saw I had not moved. Even though I had pretty much begged him, worry still had me in its grasp and I hesitated.He began to walk towards me slowly with the rope in his hand. With each slow, purposeful step he unraveled the rope bit by bit and I felt myself getting wound up tighter bit by bit."I know your list of hard limits by heart. You are going to have to trust me to not push you too hard too fast." Jordan explained stopping in front of me and forcing my eyes to his. "What's your safe word, Lizzie?""Red, Sir," I said dutifully half considering using it right now."Very good. If you're in too

"Stop!" he gasped finally.He pulled my hair hard, forcing my head up to look at him. With a lustful growl, he swooped down and captured my mouth like a soldier capturing a war criminal that he had been searching for."God, I can taste myself on your lips," he whispered, his breath ragged.My pussy clenched again at his words as they fanned the flames burning inside me. He picked me up effortlessly, allowing me to straddle him and press my body tightly against his. I reveled in the feeling of his hard solid frame and the sense of safety I felt with him. His mouth captured mine once more and his tongue invaded my mouth instantly as if he could not get enough. I let out a gentle moan as our tongues sparred and danced together. Finally, he captured it and forced it into submission then, seemingly pleased with himself, he pulled away."That was amazing, sweetheart," he whispered leaning his head on mine. "You made up for your insubordination very well."I smiled happily, feeling the immen

My heart started pounding and I was frozen mid-step watching as he gazed out at the ocean. From this distance, I could not tell what the expression on his face was. But instinctively I knew he was worried, probably frustrated as well. If a person could embody something as abstract as a coming storm, Jordan would be the perfect person. I briefly wondered if I could sneak over to my car and get out of here before he could catch me.I knew the instant that thought crossed my mind it was a pipe dream because I had a feeling that if Jordan was here, then so was Jack. And if Jack was not on the beach as well, he was probably still at the cabin. I grasped the book tightly to my chest and began heading back along the path chewing on my lower lip in trepidation.I hit the end of the trail before I had finished my inner pep-talk. But I was stopped in my tracks at the sight of Jack leaning against one of the posts at the top of the stairs. He was wearing a pair of jeans as well, but he had just

I nodded my head, unable to vocalize the words I wanted to say."Did the sight of me fucking my hand get you wet?" he asked as he stroked his hand up and down once more.Once again, I hesitated to answer."You will answer me, or I will come out there and find out for myself. Then punish you for disobeying. I will ask you again are you wet?"My eyes widened in fear at his threat and quickly nodded. Even looking through a shower curtain I could tell the smile that crossed his face was nothing short of feral as he looked down at my pants and back up."Show me," he demanded.I felt a flush spread across my cheeks and slid a trembling hand down my stomach then under my pants. I bit my lip to contain the gasp that wanted to burst out as soon as one small finger brushed against the tingling button between my legs. He made a noise of longing as if he could see through my pants and knew exactly what had happened.I knew I should have ranted at his directions, but my body had a mind of its own r