Shower Time

That was a heady thought; Noah allowed to use me as he saw fit. I knew some of the sites that I had used to research BDSM had talked about my Dom playing with me unless I specifically said no and made it a hard limit. It had intrigued me then. But, now faced with it the option, I was hesitant. Noah moved his finger and pulled away to search my eyes.

“You are not ready,” Noah stated in a manner of a fact tone.

There was no sadness, nothing that would indicate that he was upset. Just a statement that I was not ready, and he backed down.

“I’m sorry,” I said sadly.

He dipped his head and gave me another passionate kiss that stole my breath away. “Do not apologize, my dear. You are not ready for anal or for me to begin to prepare you. That is fine with me. I will take care of you, and if you find yourself curious and ready in the future, we will explore it then. Slowly. I would rather completely forgo the act altogether than risk hurting you. That is what a good Dom does. Your needs and your safety are FIRST and FOREMOST in my mind.”

I melted in his arms again and felt my anxiety drain away. Noah would not push me to take something I was not ready for, and it made me feel so safe and cared for. It just made me fall even more deeply in love with him.

I pressed my body tighter against him and kissed his jawline to show my gratitude. A low rumble of pleasure came up from his chest. I loved that noise and wanted to hear it again. I let my mouth slowly move across his jaw until I came to his neck.

Noah went still and held me close, allowing me the opportunity to explore his body. I loved the way he tasted and felt against my lips. The water fell on us, and I used my tongue to follow a droplet down his neck to his shoulder.

Something came over me, I wasn’t sure what it was, but a thought struck me as I rubbed my tongue against his skin and listened to him groan. I opened my mouth and nipped at his shoulder.

“Fuck!” he snapped and tangled his hand into my hair to pull my head back. I giggled as I looked up into his playfully stern eyes. The dark emotion in his eyes certainly wasn’t anger. It was desire, letting me know that he enjoyed what I had done.

“Someone is feeling a little bitey,” Noah accused with a mischievous smile on his face.

I purred slightly, still lost in the playful side of me that had suddenly sparked. “Sooorrrryy, Sir. You just taste so good.”

He pressed a gentle kiss on my lips. “I’m glad you think so, little one. Because you’ll have your chance to taste all of me.”

I didn’t know exactly what he meant. But if it allowed me to continue to taste his skin again, I didn’t care. I wiggled against him excitedly.

“Yes, please, Sir,” I begged him.

I get closer to him, wanting exactly what he was promising me. But he didn’t let me get any closer, and I whimpered in frustration.

“What’s wrong, precious?” he asked me with a grin. “Not getting what you want?”

“No, Sir,” I whined.

“Do you know why that is?” he pressed as his hand squeezed my backside once more.

I shook my head slightly. “No, Sir.”

Noah chuckled slightly, then nipped at my neck, making me jerk in his arms and moan as the sweet, sharp pleasure shot through me.

“Because I’m the one in charge here, little one. You have agreed to be my sub, and I will not let you control this,” Noah growled before taking my mouth in a hard, passionate kiss.

I felt my passion rise to meet his. I melted in his arms and let him take the control he desired. Noah slid his hand down my backside until he found my pussy, open and weeping for him. He pulled away while pressing a single finger inside of me. His eyes stayed on my face, watching my reaction the entire time.

“Does this hurt?” he asked in concern.

I moaned softly. “No, Sir.”

“Good girl,” he praised me as he pushed his finger further inside me. “You will tell me if it’s too much, right?”

“Yes!” I cried in pleasure while he began to move inside of me. “Yes, Sir! Oh god!”

“God, you are so wet already. So wet and ready for me,” Noah whispered, then began to move faster and harder.

I arched against him as the pleasure began to grow and burn like a fire deep inside me. I wanted more, needed more. I wanted him buried deep inside me and to feel him lose control once more. Pressing tightly against my clit, I felt his cock grow and harden until every thrust of his finger had me rubbing myself against it.

I whimpered and moaned helplessly. I wanted to feel Noah move inside of me once again, to feel as connected to him as I was not too long ago. He pulled his finger out and started to pull away, but I held him tightly against me.

“Please, Sir. Please, please,” I pleaded with him and arched my hips against him to make sure that he didn’t misinterpret my request.

“I will, sweet one, I will,” he promised me as he began to set me down.

“Nooo, please! Now! I need you now,” I pleaded with him urgently.

I wiggled against him until I felt the tip of his cock right against my hole. I gasped in joy and started to move my hips forward to continue to take him into me, but he grabbed my hips and stopped me.

“Becca, no. We can’t do that right now,” he growled through gritted teeth. “We need protection. Let me put you down, baby, and we’ll go back to the bedroom where I can take you as we both need me to.”

I whimpered in frustration. I was sure that if  Noah put me down, I would lose my mind. He was so close, right there, all he needed to do was push in a little more, and I could take him, would take him inside me. I didn’t know what he was talking about, nor could I focus on why he wanted to wait. All that filled my brain was my desire and all-consuming need for him.

I caught his eyes and let him see the depth of my need and my desire in them, even the love I was holding for him.

I opened up and was completely vulnerable with him.

“Please, Sir… I need you,” I whispered.