Submissive Beauty by Eliza Gayle Read Free Book Online

you?”
    “Yes,” she whimpered.
    “Then ask me for it. Convince me you need it.”
    “Oh God. Please Sir. I can’t hold it back. Please let me come for you.”
    His thumb pressed hard against her clit, and Gabby shot forward on the couch over the added sensation.
    “Then come, sweetheart. Let me feel your release on my hand.”
    With little encouragement Gabby cried out and came, her muscles clamping down on his fingers as her body shuddered around them. She begged him to not stop as she rode out waves of the most exquisite pleasure she’d ever experienced. Thomas had given her the permission she craved and taken her to new heights. He’d given her the first taste of what true sexual freedom meant to her. She was never going to be the same again.
    Minutes later, she sank into the couch cushions, burying her face in the pillows. He remained behind her with his fingers still filling her. Now that her lust had been sated, Gabby’s embarrassment had returned, as well as the desperate desire to cover her exposed body parts. Her natural tendency to hide within herself warred with the woman he’d momentarily unleashed. The side of her that had been fighting for control for a very long time.
    “Can you stand for me, Gabrielle?” His question came out a husky whisper that smoothed over her senses and reminded her that he’d not found the same release as her. He’d given her this gift first. Would he fuck her now? Fresh butterflies erupted in her stomach at the thought of him taking her like this, filling her from behind.
    He wanted her to stand, though. Confused, she worked on focusing on his request. She nodded and pushed on her arms. They trembled underneath her weight, but she somehow managed to get herself to her feet. Her hips swayed to the side, and his free hand grabbed her arm, steadying her.
    Only then did his fingers ease from her now aching pussy.
    “Turn around, please.” She did as he asked while avoiding his eyes. Instead, she focused on a spot on his chest and waited for what came next. Would he ask her to leave? Did she not please him?
    He swept his fingers across her cheek. “Can you get on your knees for me, sweetheart? Are you steady enough?”
    She nodded and slid down, settling her knees into the soft plush carpet that cushioned her body. It was far easier than being on her feet at the moment. Automatically, she bowed her head and clasped her hands behind her back, just like she’d learned in her studies. This was considered a standard pose of respect and submission.
    “Such a good little submissive you are.” He lowered his hand to her face—the hand he’d used to fuck her. His fingers still glistened with her juices. “Open your mouth and clean my fingers, please.”
    Gabby did as he asked and opened wide, catching his gaze as she looked up at him. His intensity seared into her as she took his offering into her mouth. Tentatively, she lapped at his skin with her tongue, recognizing her own tart flavor as it exploded across her taste buds. Riding on the euphoria of her release, she didn’t bother to examine how she felt about this, but the pleasure that lit his eyes while she did as he asked was all the encouragement she needed. He seemed pleased.
    “Damn. You are incredible like that. On your knees, cleaning me like a good little girl.” With a hiss, Thomas suddenly withdrew from her mouth and grabbed her shoulders, pulling her to her feet. He unzipped his pants and shoved the material from his hips. His cock sprang free and Gabby’s eyes grew wide at the size and breadth of it. No wonder he was so coveted—as if his powerful presence wasn’t enough. Without thought, she grabbed him with both hands and stroked his thick length. When a slick bead of pre-cum formed at the tip, she slid her thumb across it with the intention of massaging his head. Thomas grabbed her wrists and pulled her hands free. He clamped them behind her back and held them secure with one hand.
    “Did I tell you