Fantasies VI

An eBook By Jude Mason, Yvette Hines, Jessie Verino, N, Augusta Li, D Musgrave.

To Have and To Hold

When she agreed, he tossed enough money on the table to cover their beverages and then some. Standing, he waited until Kelli maneuvered the bulk of her dress out of the seat, then placing a hand on the small of her back as he walked out the restaurant with her. He had to admit he was impressed. Kelli was the only person he knew who could walk around in a wedding dress, making it appear to be a sophisticated fashion statement. As if people dressed that way everyday.

The bright afternoon sun beat down on them as they strolled in silence until they reached her car and stopped. Will wasn't surprised at all at the color.

"Kelli, before I accept your offer I need you to understand some things about me." Taking a deep breath he then released the air from his lungs and began, "Have you ever heard of BDSM?"

He watched her brow furrow.

"Yeah, I've heard of it." She paused and gazed at him, her expression unreadable. "Are you into that lifestyle?"

With a dry chuckle, he said, "I don't think you can call fantasies and a few parties with friends, being in a lifestyle. Hell, I don't even fully know all that it entails outside of my own research and experimentations here and there. I told you that so you have some foundation of understanding of what I'm interested in."

"Wow." She said and sank back against her car.

Will could feel his heart pounding. "Kelli, you said that you wanted to be free of Brett and find yourself, I want to help you do that. Sexually, at least."

"So, you want me agree to let you tie me up, spank me, beat me with whips, chains and let you fuck me in the ass all while I'm wearing a collar around my throat and calling you Master?"

All at the same time, his heart stopped beating and his dick went rock hard at her words. Images and scenes flashed before his eyes. Her expression was blank and he couldn't tell how she felt about the idea. "Yes...yes...yes...no...maybe. I'm not into collars around the neck." His voice sounded thick to his own ears.

This time he caught the subtle rise and fall of her breast above the heart shape cut of her bodice. His gaze trailed from her full breast up her neck and watched her skin begin to flush. When he reached her eyes he noted the constriction of her pupils. He was shocked to see that Kelli was having a reaction to her own words. But was it positive or negative?

"I've never been in any position beside missionary," she replied openly with a slight timber to her words. "You're asking me to be your slave for four days?" She spoke in a hushed whisper, almost breathless.

"Not a slave, more like a sexual submissive." Stepping toward her, he cupped the side of her face and stroked her cheek with his thumb. "Can you do that, Kelli? Can you trust me not to bring any harm to you? Believe that everything I plan between us will be done in a rational manner?" He lowered his hand to her neck, caressed down the soft side to her shoulder, and watched her eyes shudder and close. "Nothing will happen between us that we both don't agree with." Moving his body closer to hers he placed his lips next to her ear and whispered, "Say you want this, Kelli. Say you want me. Touching and tasting you. That you want to feel me buried deep inside of you. I want to imprint your flavor on my tongue. Smell your prefect essence for the rest of my days. Hold you in my arms and feel your soft skin against mine. Tell me what you want, Kelli."

He could hear the soft panting of her breaths, he didn't know if it was from excitement or anxiety, but either way her response was setting him on fire. The desire to peel the wedding dress from Kelli's body piece by piece and make love to her with his mouth overwhelmed him.

"I want it, Will. I want you." Turning her head, she brought her lips in contact with his and sealed the deal.

Momentarily stunned by her actions, it only took Will seconds to join in the kiss. Remembering they were in public, he kept himself on a tight leash but made sure Kelli understood the level of passion she would be getting once they arrived at the cabin. Using his hand at the base of her neck to pull her against him as he deepened the kiss. He began with what he had wanted to do since he'd watched her sweep the droplet of tea from her mouth. He glided his tongue along her bottom lip, lightly tasting her. When she opened for him, he slipped into her hot mouth and stroked her tongue. Coaxing her to play with him orally. With a moan she joined in and suckled his tongue into her mouth. His cock became hard as images of her mouth wrapped around his stiff shaft played in his mind, but he refused to give into his dick's demands for him to grind his hips into hers, seeking her heat.

This was neither the time nor the place. Soon, he promised his erect member.

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