Loving Two Doms (Club El Diablo) by Holly S. Roberts Read Free Book Online

he reminded firmly.
    “That’s easy for you to say,” she sassed him.
    He chuckled. “Are you fighting an orgasm?”
    “No.” She gasped for breath. “Oh, God, no.”
    He moved the bullet to the other nipple and watched her squirm. Taking a risk, he used his fingers to squeeze the clamps tighter.
    She screamed—pleasure combined with pain, causing her thighs to press together as another orgasm shook her body.
    Once her breathing settled, he loosened the clamps. “I’m going to leave these on, but if you wiggle too much they might fall off. If that happens, I’m playing with them again.”
    “Promise?”
    “I think I’m creating a monster.” She couldn’t see his smile, but he saw hers. He loosened the clamps slightly. “Now, it’s your turn to do some of the work.” He huskily spoke into her ear.
    “Emm, I don’t mind. You deserve a little for yourself.”
    “This is for me, but not like you think.” He lifted the pillow from her arms and brought her hands down. “Here, I’m putting the bullet in your hand, but I’m keeping the controller.”
    She held it stiffly and resisted when he pushed her hand down to her pussy.
    “This will please me.” His whisper accompanied a gentle bite to her earlobe.
    She shook her head back and forth. “I don’t think so.”
    Another slight tug with his teeth. “Are you saying red?”
    She remained quiet for a moment, but then sighed and her resistance melted.
    He turned on the bullet and she jumped. “Do you own a vibrator?” His fingers grazed her nipples.
    She responded with an indrawn breath and then answered when she let it out. “Of course.”
    “Good girl. Do you like to use it on the outside or inside?”
    Her sigh of surrender was audible. “Both.”
    “Show me,” he said against her skin.
    She moved the bullet over her clit. His cock protested the confining pressure from his jeans, so he slowly rose from the bed and removed his clothes.
    Her hand stopped. “Did you take off your clothes?”
    “Yes, but keep going, baby.”
    Her lips formed a cute pout. “I want to see you.”
    “Soon.”
    “Help me.”
    “I’m dreaming up an evil punishment because you aren’t doing as you’re told.”
    “Promise?”
    “Minx.” He turned the vibration up and sank back on the bed. “Show me what you like.”
    She concentrated mostly on her clit, but when her breathing increased, she put the bullet between her pink folds and pressed her thighs together, rolling to her side as she cried out. He gathered her close and let the orgasm roll through her body.
    God, she was sensational.
    After removing the nipple clamps and blindfold, he leaned over and began kissing along one cheek and then across her eyebrows and down the other side of her face, tracing the slightly raised skin with his tongue. He momentarily stopped when he encountered salty tears. “Shhh, it’s okay. You are so beautiful.” He twirled his tongue over the blemished skin, feeling his heart flip flop with the need to protect her.
    “Men don’t kiss my scars.” She said it so quietly he almost didn’t hear.
    Lifting her fully into his arms, he continued placing soft kisses to her face, holding her close while her tears fell.
    “I’m sorry.” She eventually sniffled.
    “Why?”
    “You’ve given me the best sex of my life and I’m crying.”
    “Oh, baby, we’ve only begun, and I don’t mind your tears.”
    She smiled shyly. “You know you’re the perfect man, don’t you?”
    “Remember that when you’re screaming for release and I won’t give it to you.”
    “I think my body has a mind of its own.”
    “I promise to find out for sure.”
    “What about you?” she asked shyly.
    His gaze dropped to her mouth and he slowly ran a finger over her soft lips. “I fantasize about your sweet mouth taking my cock.”
    Even with desire shining in her sensual gaze, her insecurities came through. “It’s not something I’m good at.”
    His chest rumbled, but he managed to hold