Games Girls Play. Deanna Lee

world what an average, everyday kind of guy I am.”

      A shudder ran down my back as he pressed closer. His cock rubbed against my belly and the bottom of my world fell out. No, there was nothing average about him. He moved me backward until my back met with the wall.

      “Say yes.” His mouth brushed over my pulse point, the silky hair of his goatee providing just enough stimulus to make my eyes cross. “Let me have you.”

      It was such a mistake. Such risks were the playgrounds of other women…women who didn’t pin their dreams and their future on their ability to control the world around them.

      “My safe word is water lily.”

      2

      Joshua lifted away from me abruptly and our eyes met. Carefully he planted both hands on either side of my head and studied me. After a few moments of utter silence he took a deep breath. “And what sort of pleasure and pain do you enjoy, love?”

      “I’m a sexual submissive; not a slave or a pet.” I bit down on my lip and closed my eyes; just saying the words relaxed something deep inside me. “It’s been a long time since I’ve admitted that to anyone.”

      “You can trust me.”

      Yes. I knew that I could. “I enjoy pain to a degree. I’m not into humiliation, but bondage can be stimulating.”

      “And me without my toys.” He used the tip of his finger to stroke my collarbone. “How long has it been since you’ve had a lover who catered to all of your needs?”

      It had been years but was I prepared to admit that? I cleared my throat. “I was dating a man earlier in the year.”

      “That’s not what I asked.” Joshua chuckled when I looked away. “Strip.”

      I hesitated and bit down on my bottom lip. “I don’t think…”

      “Ready to use your safe word already? Come now, love, I thought you were up for this kind of play.” He leaned in close to me, his mouth grazing mine in a gentle brushing of lips.

      Joshua Keller was dangerous and so out of my league. I’d fantasized about the man a few times, but the sex had never been the kind he was offering me now. Honestly, my fantasy life could have been a lot more interesting if I’d known he had a freaky side.

      “Strip.”

      His tone left no room for discussion or protest unless I wanted to use my safe word to back out of the situation. I was honest enough with myself to know that I wasn’t going to deny myself the pleasure of him. Even if tomorrow I regretted it, at least I would have something hot and dirty to regret.

      I jerked my T-shirt over my head and tossed it aside. His eyes dropped from my face to my breasts as he stepped back from me and gave me room to continue. I jerked off my socks, shorts, and panties and stood before him naked. My nipples tightened further at the exposure and the attention. I knew I had a good body; I took care of myself. Working with professional athletes could be hell on a woman’s self-esteem and earning their respect took a lot of work. Being physically and mentally fit put me on top of my game and theirs.

      He cleared his throat. “Bedroom?”

      “You look nervous.” I lifted one eyebrow. “My body isn’t what you expected?”

      “Christ, woman, you know you look like a walking wet dream.” Joshua pulled me abruptly forward and rested his forehead on mine as his hands slid down my bare back. “I value your presence in my life, Tara. I don’t want to ruin it. I spent the last year drowning myself in women to avoid making a move on you.”

      “Usually by the time I get naked for a man we’re past this indecision thing.”

      “Yeah.” One hand slid over my rib cage and upward to cup my breast. His thumb brushed over the nipple and I shuddered in his arms. “Promise me you won’t push me out of your life.”

      It was a hefty promise to make and I swallowed hard as I considered it. I never gave my word lightly. Could I handle having him around when he got tired of me? “Let’s promise not to lie or mislead each other.”

      “Done.”

      His mouth sank into mine, his tongue thrusting between my lips with skill and care. Hands that had been gentle, exploring, went firm and demanding as he pushed me back against the wall. The change was stunning: gone was the soft, seductive man that had maneuvered me out of my clothes and in his place was a hard, clearly dominant man that had my body nearly vibrating at the possibilities.

      Joshua lifted his head; his eyes were darker and intent on my face. “Let’s go play, love.”

      I slipped onto the bed and assumed the position he’d ordered shortly after I showed him my toy drawer. Never one to collect a wide variety of toys or equipment, I had a few vibrators, a leather flogger, and several lengths of cotton rope.

      “We’ll have to expand on your collection, love.”

      I kept my face pressed against the pillow, my eyelids tightly shut as he trailed the leather tresses of the flogger down the middle of my back and over my ass.

      “You are a beautiful puzzle, woman.” The bed dipped under his weight and I sucked in a breath when he slid astride my thighs. His cock rubbed briefly between the cheeks of my ass before sliding right between my legs. “So strong and confident yet obviously aching to be dominated. I am honored that you’ve put your pleasure in my hands.”

      He moved forward and the head of his cock bumped my clit. A shudder ran the length of my back and I fought the urge to thrust back against him. “Oh, God.”

      “No, don’t move.” He ran his hands over my arms. “I normally have a much more formal discussion with a potential partner before we get to this stage.” He brushed my hair over away from my neck and placed a soft kiss there. “Yet the mystery of you is exciting. Your little collection of toys offers a few tantalizing glimpses into your private world.”

      He lifted up and his hand fell abruptly and hard on my ass. I hissed at the sharp sting of it and lifted my hips up off the bed in a demand for more. A mistake, I knew, but I figured he might let me get away with it. I was wrong. He pushed me back onto the bed with one hand on the small of my back and delivered another blow. The smack of his skin against mine and the heat spreading from my ass to the rest of my body had me straining against his hold with no regard to the sort of punishment he might dish out.

      Suddenly he was gone, and I groaned at the loss of physical contact.

      “On your knees, face the headboard.” I complied and swallowed hard when he wrapped a piece of rope around my wrists, binding them together tightly. Then he secured me to the wrought-iron headboard of my own bed. “Do not move. Do not come until you’re told. Your body belongs to me. Do you understand?”

      “Yes, sir.”

      Joshua slid up behind me and pressed his cock, hard and wet at the tip, against my ass. One hand snaked around and pressed against my stomach to pull me flush against him. “A year is little time to forget such basic things as obedience. Do you have any formal training?”

      I could have lied and said no, but I’d already promised him honesty. “Yes, years ago in college. My roommate was Dom. She introduced me to the lifestyle.”

      He cupped my breasts with both hands and twisted my nipples between his fingers. “Did she fuck you?”

      “No, but she could make me come.” I let my head fall back against his shoulder and bit back a moan as he tightened his grip on my nipples. Pain shot from the tips of my breasts and slid right into my pussy with all the finesse of a fist. It was delicious and I wanted more, desperately.

      “So naughty, love. Is she the only woman who has ever topped you?”

      “Yes.” I closed my eyes, my body tight with anticipation. “She liked the cane.”

      “And