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right shoulder blade. Barely a love tap, but enough to get both our heads into the game. Making a figure-eight with my hand, I landed a second strike to his other shoulder blade, a little firmer than the first.
    “You know how much I enjoy our times together, right? I mean, I have earth-shattering orgasms and my throat is sore from the screaming afterward, so I’d hope you know.” The next few swings were harder still, as I aimed for his ass. Gareth flinched, bucking his hips forward.
    “Liz—”
    “You’ve shown me so much in a short time. I don’t think you realize how awesome I feel after we’ve been together. I float for days and people actually comment on my mood. Nothing at work can bother me. I get myself off at the thought of you standing over me, flogger in hand and that look in your eye.”
    Gareth was groaning now and I could see light-pink marks rising up along his back. Fuck, if I didn’t get off soon, I was going to explode right here.
    No. The one thing I’d learned from Gareth early on was the need for patience. He never did anything to me solely for his own pleasure. He was always gauging my needs, desires, calculating what he wanted to give to me, when. Making sure that we both were going to walk away satisfied.
    Except for the no-fucking part.
    The only way I was getting off tonight was with his cock buried deep inside me. And the only way that would happen is if he finally gave in and told me it was what he wanted.
    “Liz…God.”
    Shit, this was too good. I dropped the flogger, moved around to the front of him and dropped to my knees. His cock was hard and I could smell his arousal. At least tonight he couldn’t deny me this pleasure.
    Leaning in, I placed a kiss to the head, licking the pre-cum from the tip. That familiar taste sent warmth racing through my body to all the right spots. I opened my mouth wide and with no preamble, sucked as much of his cock as I could.
    Gareth groaned and his body vibrated. Once more he fought against the restraints, but I knew it wasn’t to get away from what I was doing to him. He wanted to grab my hair, fuck my face and claim me for his. Yeah, this was going to be awesome.
    I tightened my lips over my teeth as I dragged myself back up his shaft. With his legs spread out, I had good access to his balls and ass again. Now that I knew how much he enjoyed that, there was no sense in holding back. I shifted my face so I could run my tongue over his perineum.
    “Liz, I can’t take much more of this.”
    Neither could I.
    “Liz, please. Let me come.”
    “No.” I nipped at his inner thigh.
    “ Please. ”
    I let myself fall to the floor so I was able to look up into his face. It was the weirdest thing, seeing that look of unrepressed desperate lust on his face. Gareth who was always so tight with his emotions. Gareth, the man who even when he laughed it was little more than a chuckle.
    This man bound to the cross was flushed, bright eyed and panting barely resembled the Dom I knew. Sweat rolled down his face and his hair was plastered to his scalp. The thick cock I loved so much bobbed with the rhythm of his heartbeat, showing how fast his blood rushed through him.
    “You want to come?” I ran my finger down the side of my neck to my cleavage.
    “Yes.” The single word was little more than a whisper.
    “What will you do if I let you down off that cross?”
    “Anything.”
    I grinned. “Perfect.”

Chapter Five
     
    I was up and releasing his handcuffs, doing my best to keep steady on my feet. Between my shaking hands and his balled fists, the Velcro was initially uncooperative and I had to try several times to get it to cooperate even a little.
    “I’ll do the other. Get on your bed.” His voice had gotten low, domineering. Not the pliant and submissive man I wanted him to be.
    “No.” I stepped away, leaving him still fastened tight. “I’m in control tonight. You’ll do what I want or you’ll damn well stay secured to this