Exploring Her Submission: Nisey (Doms of Chicago) by Dakota Trace Read Free Book Online

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    “Last night,” she finally whispered, peaking up at him from under her lashes.
    His eyes began to burn with remembered desire.  “I love you and your submission, Nisey.”
    The End
     
    But don’t go away. As a special bonus for the e-book version only...a scene cut from the original. Read below about what happens after the final scene but before Nisey and Caelan head back to the States!

Deleted Scene: The Ofuro
    Steam rose around his head lazily. He tipped it back against the smooth cedar rim of the Japanese bath.  At his side, he could feel gentle hands as she drew the sponge over his body.  A sigh escaped his chest as the slightly roughened texture scraped over his nipples. It was pure magic.  After his night, this pleasure was even more amazing. 
    Despite the desire to open his eyes, his eyelids felt heavy.  Keeping them closed, he let one arm float out away from his body in hope of pulling the woman closer to his side.  He wanted nothing more than to hold her against him then float away.  Knowing his need, his body slowly began to drift away from the smooth seat towards the surface of the steamy water. A mumbled protest passed his lips as the woman slipped away.
    “Shhh.” Her voice was soft. The motions of the sponge down his torso kept him from protesting. I can’t remember ever feeling this relaxed. His muscles felt like melted butter.  With his head pillowed against the folded towel, a smile tugged his lips from the tickle of that sponge against his belly.
      She paused before drawing it over his hip then down the outside of his thigh.  Behind his knee, he felt the brush of her fingers while the sponge traveled across the top. He gave a soft inhalation when her small hands made their way down his leg to wrap around his ankle. He smirked at her insistent pull.
    “Let me.” She kept her voice pitched low.
    He grunted - relaxing his leg. She lifted until he felt cool air tease him. A shiver went up his spine but drifted away as the sponge brought a steady drizzle of hot water. Its swipe across the sole of his foot made him jerk before moving back up his leg.
                  As if from a far distance, he felt the water’s ripple as his little water sprite moved between his legs. Dragging his heavy arms out of the water, he draped them over the edge of the tub, so she could lift his other leg.  Without protest, he savored the feeling of her gentle touch. Gooseflesh tightened his skin as he felt the brush of something that was definitely not the sponge. 
    He jerked as the hands holding his legs abandoned them, only to lift his hips to the surface.  His eyes cracked open as he stared down at the woman between his thighs.  With her head bowed, he could only make out the wispy tendrils of hair caressing her cheeks as her inquisitive lips slid along his thigh. 
    His breath caught. He idly wondered how far she would go.  As her lips moved closer to his hair-covered sack, he couldn’t keep the moan building in his chest from escaping. God I can’t believe after earlier I’m getting hard. His cock stiffened.  He waited for a halting request but it never came. 
    He nearly choked, when without permission, her mouth closed over one swollen testicle to tug it inside. The lash of her tongue drove away any thoughts of protest he had, as her low hum made him harden even more.  A moment later, she released him only to tug his other testicle into the hot cavern of her mouth. 
    He panted softly as she nuzzled, licked, and suckled at his scrotum.  Watching her beautiful face with closed eyes while she savored him had his dick leaking. Damn I want those lips around my cock. As if she could hear his thoughts, she dragged her tongue up the sensitive underside.  She proceeded to explore every inch of his shaft. Her tongue inquisitive, she tongued the vein running under the skin.  The drag of her teeth made his breath come faster. Her moth moved back down. He tightened his grip on the