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
This time I had genuinely thought it would be different. I had picked a Master who had sparked my interest to play with and I had picked the St. Andrew's cross because I had always liked the idea of being tied to the big giant x shaped thing. Now, however, I just really wanted to kick it.No matter what he had done or used, he had not gotten anywhere. In the end, he just untied me and left with a frustrated growl. I couldn't blame him though. Instead of feeling a sense of surrender, I had felt very disconnected as if I were sitting back watching the whole thing on a T.V. show. Sadly, it was the same feeling I had gotten with everyone the last two years.Movement in the doorway caught my eye and I turned to find Jordan leaning up against the door jamb of the private scening room I was in. Barely even half-dressed, I pressed my clothes tight against my chest insanely aware of his eyes on me.Honestly, I couldn't count the number of times I had been naked at the club, but with Jordan's ey
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
I had heard Jordan was one of the best Masters at the club and so far, I had to agree. Never had any of them take the time to go through this much explanation with me.The subs had helped as much as they could and as long as their Masters agreed to it. Still never had I felt so cared for or able to understand exactly why I was being asked to do something. I thawed even more towards him and felt his command of me go deeper."Those nipples are just begging for me aren't they, baby girl?" he said licking his lips as if he could taste them already.I bit my lip hard because the words 'do it now' were poised on the end of my tongue. I nodded eagerly hoping he would put action to his words at my agreement. His thumb left its continued torment of my breasts and reached up grabbing my chin and gently pulling down until my teeth let loose. He rubbed a finger over my lip soothing the ache from my bite. I opened my mouth slightly and I sucked his thumb in, tasting its saltiness and feeling the ro
"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
I wholeheartedly agreed with him and sat quietly waiting for him. I heard the quick rip of foil and then he slammed inside me along with the finger plunging back into my ass. Both of my holes were sensitive, and the hasty invasion drew a harsh scream from me.His thrusts were quick and hurried as if he couldn't wait for my release either, my moaning and cries became incoherent as his other hand reached around and began flicking my throbbing clit. I let out another scream and came harder than I have ever before in my life. Each movement of both his hard cock and his penetrating finger caused more ripples to radiate inside me. From what seemed like a million miles away, I heard my name being ripped from between his teeth and with a hoarse shout as he came once again.When I finally returned to my body, the only sound in the room was the rasping of our breaths. After what seemed like forever, he slowly pulled out, causing little spasms of sensation to run through me as he slid past the s
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
Jordan pulled me to him and held me tightly as if he was worried, I would disappear from his arm. He laid a gentle kiss on the top of my head. Then laid his cheek against the area breathing my scent in deeply. After a long confusing moment of wondering why he had not done more, I gave up and snuggled up to him. I laid my head in the crook of his neck and just enjoying being held by him again. He smelled like the ocean, sand, and a purely masculine scent that was uniquely Jordan.He let go of me slowly then gazed into my eyes for a moment before turning and walking to the Jeep that was sitting behind my car. From what I could tell by what Jordan was grabbing out they had apparently planned to stay with me for the rest of the time I was here or maybe longer. I tried to be angry or upset, but I could not be. I was surprised that what I felt was suspiciously close to excitement."Would you allow me to hug you as well?" Jack asked softly.He stepped around in front of me with his arms cro
Jordan pulled away and looked down at him with an answering chuckle. "We didn't have time to go back for a new pair before we left the house. She was being punished yesterday for being rude. I guess she is again today for sneaking out of the house after I told her to stay home."Jack shook his head at me. "Bad move, girl.""I'm sorry, Master!" my words ended in a cry as he spread my legs and quickly dove in."God, I've missed your taste," Jack rasped out.Jordan lifted my shirt to capture my nipple in his mouth and start nibbling and sucking on it. I grasped the back of his head with one hand and the back of Jack's with the other, never wanting them to stop. My cries became louder and more desperate when Jack's tongue found my clit. He began flicking it quickly as he slowly pushed two fingers inside me with a third finding my puckered back entrance."Mmm... I think it's my turn to be in your tight little ass. What do you think, little one?" Jack said against my clit.All I could do was
"I can't believe you crawled out the window," Jordan said for the hundredth time.We had flown into Phoenix late last night and then drove out to the house that Jack had been staying at. Apparently, Jack had gone to his grandfather's house. A place that, according to Jordan, he hadn't been to since his grandfather had died."I told you not to leave me behind," I reminded him with a sweet smile on my face."Lizzie, that's not the point. The point is you could have gotten hurt, and you didn't even care.""No, Jordan, I do care. But you didn't care that I wanted to go with you to get my Master back. Look, I love you, but without Jack, it feels incomplete."The car swerved and I gripped the seat a bit then looked over at Jordan quickly to see if what the hell he was doing. He pulled the car over on the side of the road and looked at me with a shocked expression on his face."You love me?" he breathed out.I paused trying to figure out what he was thinking, then finally giggled. "I thought
I paced the enormous living room one more time, which was a feat considering I was still on crutches. I had moved into Jordan's condo so he could help me after I got out of the hospital, and I had found myself wondering why I had not done it before. He had twice the space I had, not to mention Mrs. Lichten seemed to take some joy in taking care of someone again. If that was truly what her grumping meant."I don't care, Jordan, this is ridiculous! Have you tried calling him again?" I asked, frustrated."You know I did, Lizzie. He's still not answering," he responded, sounding kind of lost.I stopped in my pacing to look over at him, and my heart twisted in pain. Jordan sat on the couch with his elbows braced on top of his knees and his head buried in his hands. He looked depressed, defeated, and almost hopeless, and I knew this was killing almost as much as it was me. I maneuvered over to sit down next to him and poked him in the arm a couple of times until he finally gave up and pulled
The next time I awoke, it was to find Jordan and Jack standing at the doorway. Jordan was whispering to him emphatically, almost pleading with him. But Jack, it seemed, wasn't listening. He was slouched down, looking defeated, and his arms were crossed over his chest. It was obvious that he was not listening to whatever it was that Jordan was saying. Jack kept shaking his head, and I watched as Jordan's shoulders sagged as well like he was giving up."Jordan?" I called softly, trying to sit up.Instantly Jordan was at my side, helping me so I would not pull my arm again."What's going on?" I asked as soon as I was sitting up."Jack is being a freaking idiot," he grumbled as he sat down."What do you mean?"I looked to Jack to find some answers, but he wasn't there. I looked around the room for any sign of him, yet everything he had left in the room was gone. Jack's coat, his wallet, his overnight bag, all gone."He's blaming himself for this whole thing and thought it would be best if
I decided to start with the most important one first, "Where have you been?""I've lived in many different places over the last few years, recently I was in Washington again trying to find some trace of where you went to," he explained."How did you find me?""Jack called the other day and asked if I'd found my sister yet. It was rather a fantastic story about how you manage to fall in with them, I would say fate if I believed in it," he said with a chuckle.I did laugh then groaned when the movement jostled my shoulder and leg causing Trev to give me an empathetic look as if he had been right where I was before."Ow! I didn't realize you used those muscles when you laughed," I complained."Yeah, being stabbed has a habit of doing that," Trev commented."Speaking from experience?" I asked slyly.He just laughed and stood up, he reached across quickly pressing the button to summon the nurse. I wanted to protest but I realized my eyes would not staying open anymore. When he went to back
I awoke slowly, not really sure if I wanted to as the sensation slowly returned to my pain-filled body. However, the hands that I felt softly grasped both of mine caused a smile to cross my face as I recognized them even without seeing who they were. As I broke the surface, I was finally able to open my eyes and looked straight into the anxious faces of my Masters.My mind was so foggy that I did not realize what was going on until I reached out to grasp their hands and a sharp pain radiated up my arm causing me to gasp and cry out.Jordan's face went from anxious to angry in two seconds and I noticed Jack's face went pale just as fast. I groggily looked down for the source of pain and saw a slightly bloodstained gauze covering my shoulder, slowly the reason for my fogginess and pain came back to me."Is she alive?" I whispered, brokenly, my mouth really dry.Jack nodded quickly squeezing my hand to reassure me all was well."Damn it," I groaned. "Next time, remind me to hit the bitch
After a long, luxurious bath with a glass of my favorite wine and the gentle blaring of music, I was finally ready to go to bed. I felt proud that, with the guys gone, I had managed to actually get caught up with Mia. There was a lot of work, gossip, and planning we had to do. We discussed her "Welcome" party which was being planned for the next month.We excitedly planned a shopping trip to get the perfect clothes for the occasion; also, a get-together for lunch this week so we could continue our gossiping away from all the guys. A smile lifted my lips as I remembered the breathless quality in her voice as she hung up. She really was very smitten with her Master, and I could relate, I heard the same tone in my voice whenever Jack and Jordan were around.My heart tugged as they crossed my mind for about the millionth time tonight. I really missed them, and I couldn't help but wonder what they were doing right now. I looked down at my phone and noted with vast disappointment that I ha
I drifted back to myself after a moment or two and found both men had gotten dressed and somehow had managed to dress me as well. Right now, they were standing over me as I still laid on the ground."Tisk tisk, little Lizzie. You should have known better than to pick the only place in the clearing that had any sort of coverage," Jordan said as he stood above me with his hands planted on his hips.My head hit the ground in irritation, he was right I should have known better. I looked up with a pathetically miserable look on my face hoping Jack and Jordan would take pity on me as long as I looked terrible. Suddenly an idea on how I could get out of this with some modicum of pride attached to me. I jumped up and smack each of their arms and watched with joy as shock lit their face."You're it."I turned and ran like hell and after a moment the sound of footsteps was right on my heels. They made no move to cover them up as they chased after me, but unlike them, I knew exactly where this wa
"Yes, Master," I squeaked out hoarsely.The next sharp pull of Jordan's lips and I let out a cry as I was told to do."Not good enough, Jor. I don't think she really wants to come," he commented almost disappointedly."No, I guess not," Jordan agreed. "Maybe I should just stop.""NO!" I cried desperately.A sharp sting on my inner thigh had me looking down and realizing Jordan had bitten me, with a rise of his eyebrow I realized he had meant to remind me of my manners."I'm sorry, Sir. I mean No, please Sir. I'll scream like a good girl," I whimpered."Ok, I'll give you one more chance. But if I'm not happy with how loud you are, we'll stop and go back to the cabin."I let out a relieved breath only to suck it back in when Jordan shoved two fingers deep inside me. He slid a third finger between my back cheeks pressing against my tight puckered hole. The amazing pressure-pleasure increased the buzz of sensations that were driving through me as hisI did not have to try to scream, the co