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Cover 200x300Chapter 15 – Spirit – Mine

Just a taste of my newly published book. Tell me what you think.

“Cara, wake up.”

“No, I am sleeping here forever.”

“As much as that is tempting, I leave today. There is still the day before us, wake up.”

“Can’t we stay here? In bed, like this?”

“No, Cara, wake up. Go make your coffee and run a shower for us.”

With that you deliver a gentle slap to my ass and roll me off your chest. Stretching out beside you, I am tempted to try to convince you to stay right here, in the comfort of the warm bed. Instead, with a last kiss to your chest, I climb over the edge of the bed.
The scent of our earlier lovemaking still fills the air, reminding me of our conversation rolling over in my head. What does all of this mean? What is “wanting it all”? What does that mean? I realize even as I consider your words, I am putting myself in your hands without losing myself. It is a strange feeling. I think we will be talking more; I wish you weren’t leaving today. Truthfully, our time it is always so short. I wish we had more of it, but life calls us both, and we answer.

“Cara, what are you doing in there?”

“Nothing, My. Just thinking I suppose.”

“About what? The shower isn’t running, and you haven’t gone to start your coffee. The day grows short, woman.”

“Nothing really, My Heart, nothing really.”

“Uh-huh. You will tell me when you are ready, Cara.”

What would I tell you that I haven’t already? I wonder as I turn the water in the shower on, wondering when you are leaving and what the rush to leave the comfort of the bed is. Grabbing my robe, I leave to start coffee, so it will be done by the time our morning absolution’s are complete. When I return you are standing under the heated water, leaning into the tiled wall, legs apart as rivulets of water chase each other down your back. It is a picture I will keep in my mind’s eye when we are apart. Your nakedness stops my breath in my throat, and I can only think, Each time we are together it becomes harder to let you go.

“My, what are you thinking?”

“I am just enjoying the shower, Cara. Come here, and let me wash your hair for you.”

You know all my buttons, know I love this best. As your strong hands massage shampoo through my hair and scalp, I relax into you. I could stand like this all day, feeling you behind me, your hands on me. I want to beg you, Don’t go. Stay with me. Live with me. Be my love. I don’t though, instead I lean into your hands.

“That feels so good. I love when you do that.”

“Cara, what else do you love?”

“Oh, My, don’t you know? I adore you. Body, Mind and Heart I have given over to your keeping.”

“Anything else? There is still one more I want from you.”

As I leaned back into you I thought, My Best Beloved, I gave that to you long ago without knowing. My Spirit wrapped around you and loved you. Found you among all the others and chose you for me. Bound me to you, without reservation or restriction. I knew though I wasn’t ready to tell you, I wasn’t ready to yet to give everything over. Was it my nature or something else, did I fear a loss of self within this strange new relationship of ours. I needed more time to explore my feelings before I told them to you.

“Are you keeping secrets, Cara or are you simply not ready yet to commit yourself? Tell me what you are thinking and feeling.”

“I am a little afraid, I think. It is all so new and I am overwhelmed by my feelings for you, for us.”

“Uh huh, rinse your head and hand me the sponge, woman.”


Cover 200x300Chapter 14 – Soul – Mine

Just a taste of my newly published book. Tell me what you think.

How did I become so used to your body wrapped around my own in the night that when I wake it seems natural to have your arms pulling me into the contours of your body, your hand engulfing my breast, your dick buried between my legs nudging me awake? You fit, perfectly. Your strength, your dominance and your tenderness, it has touched something within me, drawn me out and opened me to you, as I haven’t ever been before. You bring out in me a side I did not know existed deep within. I ripen beneath your touch like fruit in the first spring sun. It is a source of constant amazement to me still. Even now I don’t understand what this is between us, and it is unlike anything I have had in my life before, anything I have contemplated or considered. Now, I cannot even think of anything but this and you. You fit, perfectly.

I lie here watching the dawn chase the night away and snuggle back into you, unwilling to leave the circle of your arms while you sleep. The warmth we share under the covers is addictive. My movement causes you to tighten your hold on me, pulling me even closer to you as you nudge my legs apart with your leg. I can feel you growing harder, your cock pushing at the opening of my ready pussy, slowly pushing in and then resting with just the head embedded as I squeeze my muscles around you. Your fingers roll my nipples, first one then the next, back and forth pulling them into tight almost painful nubs, eliciting a soft cry from me and an attempt to push back on to your dick, fill myself with more. You stop my attempts, keeping me exactly where I am and your hands begin to roam across ribs, down hips and then spreading the lips of my pussy finding my clit you begin a steady massage that creates constant pulses against the head of your cock and your fingers.

“Please, My, please.”

“Please what, Cara? Is there something you wish from me?”

“Yes, oh, oh, God, stop. No, don’t stop. Oh, My Heart, please fuck me!”

“Ah, but I am, aren’t I?”

“My, My Heart, please more, now, please.”

“This morning, Cara, you are going to fuck me, you lay back too much.”

As you say this, you bend your head kissing my neck and gently biting my shoulder drawing my skin between your teeth. Rolling to your back you prop up against the pillows so you are half sitting up against the headboard staring down at me. You have only partially rolled me with you, as I look up at you I am also looking directly at your dick, glistening with my juices. As you begin to pull me up the bed I can’t resist taking you into my mouth, pulling hard so I feel you slide across my tongue and into the back of my throat. Keeping my eyes staring into yours, I pull again tasting me and you underneath, a heady flavor and one I am reluctant to give up.

“Stop it now, Cara. Get up here where you can sit comfortably, and I can watch you.”

With one last pull on you deep into my throat, where I swallow to add pressure, I move up your body slowly, pulling your still wet dick between my breasts first. With lips, tongue, teeth and hands I work my way across your skin until I am able to straddle your hips and lower myself onto you slowly. Hovering with just the head of your cock inside of me and using my muscles, I begin milking you while slowly rocking, until you grab my hips and push yourself up inside of me. It feels like home, and we both sigh with what is nearly a moan.


Cover 200x300Chapter 13 –  Body – Mine

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The drive home was quiet, soft talk and soft touches. Your hands roaming gently up my legs and across the tops of my stockings, grazing skin with fingers and lightly grazing just above my pussy drawing moisture and soft whimpers from me.

“Pay attention to the road, Cara.”

“I am trying; it is difficult though. All I can think of is your hands, your mouth and honestly you inside of me again.”

“What is it you want?”

“My Heart, My Beloved Master, it has been too long. I want you to make love to me, to fuck me until I beg you to stop.”

“Uh huh, do you think I would stop if you begged? Do you think I wish you to beg?”

“No, I don’t think you would, and yes, I think sometimes that is exactly what you wish.”

Even as the words slip from my mouth, your hand slips between my legs, fingers sliding through heated moisture to find my clit, hidden under the hood but engorged and already throbbing with want. Your fingers push lips apart, forcing me to move my legs further apart to give you room as you plunge a finger deep inside of me then pull out and back across my clit.

“Drive, woman, pay attention.”

“Jesus, stop that! How can I pay attention if I am having an orgasm?”

“Don’t cum, drive. Plenty of time later for you to cum when I tell you, not now. Now, you pay attention to the road.”

I can’t even look over at you. I feel you looking though. I know you now. I know your lips are touched by a smile, and your eyes hold heat. I can only imagine what is ahead. After the restaurant my mind is swirled around my need for you even as I feel your hand begins to roam back up my leg. The drive seems to be longer than I remember, as you play me and with me, bringing me closer and closer to begging you to simply fuck me on the side of the road. Is that what you want? I wonder. Finally, we pull into the driveway and all I can wonder is will my legs hold me upright long enough to unlock the door.

You have come around to my side of the car and taken my hand, leading me into the house when the door closes behind us, you grab me up and your lips descend on mine, claiming, demanding submission and response. My arms reach for you, lips open to your probing tongue and I am yours, immediately and holding nothing in reserve. What little strength I have remaining is gone, you must have felt my legs give, your arms tight around my back holding me up. You laugh even as you break the kiss.

“Tender enough for you, Cara?”

“How do you do that, take my breath away with a kiss?”

Your smile is knowing; your eyes hold heat as you stare down at me, taking my hand you lead me to the bedroom lit only by dim lighting as it always is. You glance around and note all is as you left it, nothing changed; I see your nearly indiscernible nod.

“Turn around, Cara.”

With my back to you, I feel you unzip my dress, lifting it from the hem; you pull it off of me and hang it over the nearby chair. From the corner of my eye, I watch you as you bend down to undo the garters from my stockings, leaving a kiss on the back of each of my legs as you do. Then turning me slowly, you bend down to perform the same task, undoing each garter, leaving a kiss at the top of my stocking, but this time leaving a soft bite at the top of my pussy as well. As you stand, you raise my head to look up into your eyes, “Not a word, Cara.”


Cover 200x300Chapter 11 –  Mind – Mine

Just a taste of my newly published book. Tell me what you think.

Our time together goes by far too quickly, days stolen out of schedules that don’t seem to sync frequently enough or that we don’t discuss. How did my body so quickly become attuned to yours, so quickly responsive to your desires and commands? Now, I have only to think of you and heat runs through my mind and sets my body on fire as if whispered commands are left by you before you’re gone from me. When you left the last time there wasn’t any part of my body that wasn’t aching from your attention, sore and stretched from use, yet I would have called you back, begged you to stay offered more. Every day I want to say to you, “Say yes, ask for more”. I don’t; I leave it in your hands without a word.

Staring out into the morning, it is still night. The shutters are letting me watch as the sky fades from dark to light. I know I should start the day; you aren’t here to hold me back from my normal routine, yet I am reluctant to rise. It has been weeks since we were last together; my mind searches for the memories and finds them, in dreams. Stretching my arms up above my head I feel the cold of the chains you have left. The handcuffs dangling from them remind me of our last night together, and I am flooded with want, every nerve ending in my body on fire and screaming for touch, any touch. I hear my own voice whimper with need as I roll to my back and my legs splay open as if with a mind of their own, pushed by the pulsing demand of my throbbing.

I hear your voice in my head whispering, Mine. It only drives me further in my need. My mind filling in for the lack of your presence this morning in my bed, my hands replacing your hands across my body. Mine. I hear your voice again. Is it an admonishment or a warning? It is too late; it is my mind playing tricks. My hands run down my body, teasing nipples sensitive and demanding, my fingers turning the areola, twisting them into hard knots. Hands running down my sides, following the paths your hands have traced across ribs and back to breasts even as I hear your voice again whispering, Mine. My hips begin moving of their own volition, the slow rocking dance of need and desire, even as my hands continue to trail across skin memories left by your hands. I linger at each place where your lips lingered, remembering the feel of your teeth, the trace of your tongue and Mine.

The scent of me fills the room, as my fingers spread the swollen lips of my pussy so I can reach my throbbing clit. Legs akimbo, my fingers work a tattoo against my clit pulling the cover back moving across the raw nerves beneath. Pulling hard across my own swollen pussy, wet with juices, I scratch out the rhythm you have taught me; it works best as my free hand runs across my ribs and up underneath breasts, pinching nipples already hard and aching for attention. My hips have found a rhythm of their own, pushing for more and harder. I hear my own voice, between a whimper and moan as my orgasm builds and my fingers stretch the lips of my pussy wider coated with juices and pulling my clit, rolling between thumb and finger as other fingers stroke the labia. My left arm reaches up to grab the chain dangling from the headboard, pulling it down, wrapping it around my wrist as my release grabs me, I hear your voice in my mind, Cum for me, and I do.

Heart, Body and Mind – Mine

Cover 200x300Chapter 10 –  Heart, Body and Mind – Mine

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My sleep has been unbroken the entire night, an unusual phenomenon for me. I have rested peacefully and without dreams in the circle of your arms; each time I have moved you have tightened around me pulling me in, holding me closer to you. After my first attempts to find my edge, sleep in my normal small space of the bed, I eventually relaxed against you in the dark and allowed my unconscious mind to take over. Somehow, I know I am safe and secure, that you would keep the monsters at bay.

“Mind and body,” I had said to you last night. Was it a promise or something else? Your arm encircles me, pulling me tightly against you, your hand moving to cover my breast as your thumb rubs my nipple into a hard nub. Do you know I am awake or are you simply laying claim to what has already been offered, freely given? Your knee pushes my legs apart as your hardening cock nestles between the cheeks of my still sore ass. Your lips run across the back of my exposed neck, gently nipping my skin with your teeth as if to lay claim, finally eliciting a soft moan from me as I push back against you.

“Good morning, honey girl.”

“Morning, Beloved Master.”

I feel you pushing against me and already I am ready for you. Slick with anticipation I push back and feel your hard cock at the entrance of my already throbbing cunt. With one slow rock of your hips, you fill me completely as you pull me back onto you, rocking your hips with slow, sure movements, each time filling me further, pushing me closer. Your hand runs down my side, hooking under my leg to lift it over yours, opening me further, giving you greater access driving deeper into me. You hold me so I am unable to do anything but draw breath each time you thrust more deeply into me, each exhale a moan of pleasure as you push me over the edge into orgasm. Your hand trails up my side and once again captures tits, thumbs traveling over nipples before fingers pinch and finally you fill your hands with heavy breasts, even as you pull me closer, take my shoulder between your teeth.

“Mine.” I heard you whisper just as I shatter into ecstasy, sobbing in relief. You hold me still, so I feel each flutter of my pussy around your dick, each time my muscles clench to hold you where you are. My breath comes unevenly, and my hands have been clenching sheets for want of something to hold. You are still hard inside me, stretching me, and I am still tightening around you with muscles that know you by now.

Did I hear your whispered words? I feel you stroking my leg, then pushing back where we are spooned together, you still deeply tucked into me. I am content just like this, could stay like this forever I think. With arm around my waist, you rock us to the side, “Get up, honey girl, on your knees.”

As you slip out of me and behind me, you deliver a light tap to my aching ass cheek, eliciting a surprised yelp. Tucking one of the pillows beneath me to raise my ass up and stabilize me, you run hands down my sides and across the cheeks of my ass, admiring your handiwork of the night before. I can feel your eyes on me, feel you staring even as you push my legs further apart, and you run your hands up the inside of my thighs. One hand reaches between my legs, spreading swollen lips, pinching then rubbing the nub of my clit; I groan my pleasure even as you remove your hands.

You move closer, and I feel you rub the head of your cock across my now sensitive slit. Without stopping, you push yourself into me driving as deeply as possible. Pulling out smoothly so only the head of your dick is inside, you hold yourself still above me, your hands spanning my hips preventing me from setting a pace of my own. I feel my heartbeat throbbing around you, as you hold yourself motionless until you once more push yourself to the hilt, filling me completely. With each slow stroke, you bring me closer, sundering me from sanity.

At the top of a stroke resting inside of me, pressing at the roof of my pussy, you push my legs together so I am squeezing you tighter. Leaning forward against my back you place your legs outside of mine, making me completely subservient to your movements, holding me entirely yours, my body entirely within your control.

With the same slow motion you have used all morning, you drive yourself deeper, filling me until your entire dick is buried in me, stretching me more than ever before. I am nearly weeping with the sensations. Your hands reach to grab my hips, digging in as you begin to pump into me, filling me and rubbing across sensitive nerves, crossing pain and pleasure until I am unable to tell the difference.

“Touch yourself,” you command me.

My hand reaches toward my dripping pussy and throbbing clit. Two fingers begin to massage, pulling even more sensations as you continue to pound into me from behind. I can feel your pace quicken even as both of us begin to breathe more heavily. The muscles in my legs are beginning to quiver, and your hands are grabbing harder into my hips, sure to leave imprints beyond just the moment. My hand on my clit keeps pace with you now, wanting to cum with you; as your strokes become longer and faster, so my fingers move harder and faster.

Your hands tighten on my hips as you slam into me hard, pulling me backward. “Mine!” This time not whispered but growled. I feel your dick jerking inside of me as you orgasm hard, just as my own orgasm takes hold of me. I think, Yours, even as you collapse forward onto my back. We don’t move for minutes, continuing to savor the aftereffect of orgasm, the final muscle twitches and throbs around your cock as you lose your rigidity and finally pull out of me.