Shades of Pleasure: Five Stories of Domination and Submission
time before finally reaching his own climax. He slammed his mouth
over mine as he jerked his cock out of me. His low growl of satisfaction
vibrated in my mouth, my head, my throat. Trembling all over, I clung to him
and fought to catch my breath. I’d never done anything like this. I’d never
even dreamed of doing anything like this.
    Sex in public?
    Ohmygod. I’d just had sex in public.
    While I huffed and puffed, he tucked himself back in his
pants and zipped up. Then, holding me tenderly, he eased me to my feet and
smoothed my skirt down. His gaze locked on mine.
    “I’m sorry,” I said, tears gathering in my eyes. I dragged
my thumbs under my lashes then crossed my arms over my chest. “I was scared.”
    “Bristol.” Holding my hips, he pulled me into his arms. He
kissed to top of my head and encased me in a warm embrace. “I want to protect
you, if you’ll let me.” He cupped his hand under my chin, lifting it. “What
were you scared of? Me?”
    “No, not you. I was scared of how you made me feel, how
powerful my wanting for you is.”
    He caressed my cheek, thumbing away a tear that had dribbled
down the side. “Baby, my wanting for you has been driving me mad for four
weeks. I haven’t eaten. I can’t sleep. I can’t think. I haven’t even started
the renovations on the house yet because I can’t concentrate on anything but
you. I’ve wondered where you were, what you were doing, why you wouldn’t call
me. You see what you’ve done to me? You’ve tormented me, haunted me. And I’m
thankful. You’ve given me a reason to live again, to think about tomorrow. To
plan for next week, next month.”
    I’d never heard such beautiful words before. I was
speechless.
    “Tell me you’re mine, Bristol. I need to hear you say it.”
    I looped my arms around his neck and rose up on tiptoes. He
dipped his head down, lower, lower until our mouths were a breath apart. Then,
I whispered, “I’m yours, Shane. I’ve been yours from the start, after that
first magical kiss.” And then, I sealed my promise with a kiss. It was as
magical as the first one. Not because it was a possession. No, it was a surrender.
It was an unspoken vow. He was my master, and I was his slave. For how long? I
couldn’t say. Yesterday, today, and tomorrow. Maybe longer. Maybe not. But now
I understood. I didn’t need to be afraid. Shane would never hurt me. I could
trust him like I’d never trusted another man. In the dungeon, he would be my
lover, my protector, my strength, my courage. But only if I turned myself over
to him, mind and body.
    When the kiss ended, he smiled. “Now, you deserve a reward.”
His hand slid around to my back, cupping my bottom, and a shiver of desire
quaked through me. I leaned into him, feeling his hard, hot need pressing
against my stomach.
    “Here? Again?” I asked, a secret thrill setting my heart
racing.
    “No, eat first. You’re going to need your strength. I have
big plans for you tonight. Big plans.”
    My body ignited as he angled past me, opened my car door and
pulled my bag of vegetable lasagna out. “Yes, sir.” We walked hand in hand to
his car. And minutes later, we were zooming through quiet streets toward his
home, toward his dungeon.
    My new playroom.
    The End
     

At His Mercy
    by
    Tawny Taylor
     
    Copyright ©2012 Tawny
Taylor
     
    ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. This book may not be
reproduced in whole or in part without permission.
     
    This book is a work of fiction and any
resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely
coincidental. They are productions of the authors’ imagination and used
fictitiously.

Sometimes freedom can only be gained through captivity…
     
    Elena Caine has secrets. The kind that could devastate her
life if they’re revealed. And now a selfish bastard is dragging the skeletons
out of her closet. She’s being blackmailed. There’s no way out. Then the
quietly seductive Dom Kyler Pierce decides to blackmail her too. As

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