The Dominant by Tara Sue Me Read Free Book Online

darted out and ran around the outside of her lips.
    Damn, she wanted this as much as I did.
    With a sound that was a cross between a sigh and a moan, she leaned forward to take me in her mouth. I placed my hands on
     her head to steady myself as she took me deeper.
    “All of me, Abigail. Take all of me.” And I knew it wouldn’t be difficult for her to take more than just my cock in her mouth.
     She alone had the power to take both my body and my soul.
    But I couldn’t think about that. All I could focus on was the feel of her mouth as she engulfed me. I reached the back of
     her throat and started to move in and out.
    “Do you like that?” I asked. “Do you like me fucking your hot little mouth?”
    She gave a muffled groan from low in her throat that caused vibrations to spread throughout my body. I held her hair tighter.
    She sucked me harder, and I looked down to watch my cockslide in and out of her mouth. Her eyes were cast down, and I shivered at the sight of her taking the whole of me. She moved
     her lips to let her teeth slide along my length.
    She remembered.
    “Damn, Abigail.”
    I tried to hold on to the feeling growing deep in my balls, closed my eyes to block the sight of her mouth on me. But the
     image was burned into my memory and it was useless to deny what she did to me.
    “I’m coming,” I said as my cock jerked inside her mouth. “I can’t—”
    I thrust inside one more time and held still deep within her as I released into her mouth. She swallowed, moving her throat
     around my head, and I hissed through my teeth in pleasure.
    When she finished, I withdrew and pulled my pants on. “You may go put your clothes back on.”
    She stood up, her face flushed with excitement.
    I know, I wanted to say. I feel the same way.
    She left that afternoon after I instructed her to return on Friday evening at six o’clock. I did my best to contain my excitement
     when I spoke to her about the next weekend. After all, she wouldn’t know what I had planned. Only I knew how long the week
     would stretch as I waited impatiently to finally claim her body.
    I asked her if she had any questions before she left, and she mentioned that if it wouldn’t be too much of a bother, would
     I mind providing a gown for next weekend. My childhood friend Todd Welling’s wife, Elaina, was a fashion designer, and I knew
     she would have something perfect.
    “Of course. I’ll have something here for you to wear on Saturday. I have your measurements from your application.”
    “Thank you, Master.”
    “Think nothing of it—and if you have any concerns or questions for me this week, feel free to call my cell phone.”
    I really hoped she would call, but I knew she probably wouldn’t.
    Call me, Abigail. I want you to.

Chapter Six
    “Elaina,” I said when I called on Monday. “My date needs a gown for the benefit on Saturday—can you bring something?”
    “You have a date?” she asked. “Really?”
    I glared at my cell phone and then gave up. It’s not like she could see me. “I’ve decided not to take that as an insult,”
     I said.
    “I just didn’t know you were dating anyone since you and Melanie broke up. Besides, you normally show up to these things alone.”
    She was right. I couldn’t argue with her on that one. But I normally didn’t have Abigail as my collared submissive. I didn’t
     typically take submissives with me to family functions, even when they were wearing my collar. Paige and Beth were the only
     two I had ever introduced to my family.
    “Well, get your jaw up off the floor and find a gown,” I said, “because I have a date.”
    “About time.”
    I almost hung up. It just wasn’t worth it. But Abigail had asked for a gown, and a gown she would have, even if I had to withstand
     a few not so funny comments. I knew Elaina meant well. She just liked to tease.
    “The gown,” I reminded her.
    “Right. Right,” she said, and I heard papers shuffling in the background. “What does