Dare Me

Rafe stared at the woman in front of him and wondered if he was in heaven or hell. Felt like both. His body didn't belong to him any longer-every inch of skin and muscle belonged to her. Usually so sharp about the next maneuver to make a woman experience pleasure, instead his mind fogged. Every reaction was completely tied to her words, her commands, her praise. In a matter of one evening, all his military training and dominant mannerisms faded away under the sting of her voice or the sharp bite of her spiked heel. What the hell happened to him? A pounding cadence enveloped his dick and wrecked his concentration. The cock ring tamped down the urgent need to spill his seed, but his swollen flesh ached with the need for release. The strange line of pain and pleasure caused him more arousal than ever imagined. He'd never wanted to come so badly in his life. Even worse, he'd do anything she commanded if she gave him release. By giving his trust, he bound this woman to take care of his needs. So far, he'd never experienced such soul-wracking pleasure by giving a woman an orgasm orally. Sure, he loved getting a woman off, but she took it to a whole new level. Her spicy taste drugged him, her slick heat clenching around his tongue in a fury that stripped away his barriers and any neat control he imagined he owned.

The cock ring kept him uncomfortably hard, but excitement slithered underneath the surface of his pain. A raw lust he needed to unearth. And the only way was through Summer's commands.

"Tell me about your brothers," she said. Her fingers stroked his hair and caressed the line of his jaw. Her soothing touch gentled the lunging beast of want threatening to overtake him.

"They're all dealers like me. Rick is the oldest and he came out to Vegas first. Then he convinced Rome to join him. Remington is still in Atlantic City. When I got out of the military, I stayed in AC for a while, but I felt like I needed a chance. Felt like home was suddenly closing in on me. So, I decided to move to Vegas and join Rick and Rome."

"I love that your Mom named all of you with the letter R. Must've caused some humorous situations."

Rafe grinned. "Yeah, let's just say Pop ended up pointing his finger and saying 'you.' Mom is a bit OCD and liked the organized structure of the names. I think it's embarrassing as hell. Kinda like wearing the same clothes as triplets." "Are any of your brothers married?"

"No. But Rick and Rome are now both hooked up with serious relationships. I see marriage in their future. Met them through FANTA-C. That's how I found out about the agency and got a referral."

She paused in feeding him a cracker smeared with brie. "What? They both met their wives through FANTA-C?"

He chuckled at the look of surprise on her face. "Yep. Better watch out, baby, seems the agency is magic when it comes to the Steele brothers."

She smiled at him. The luminous light in her blue eyes squeezed his heart with longing. God, she was beautiful. Her angelic face expressed a pure openness he rarely glimpsed in a woman. She mirrored the perfect twist of naughty and nice that would make a man happy every morning he woke up in her bed. "I'm not afraid of commitment," she said, softly. "I'm tired of hiding who I am. I want a man to be my partner and friend in life. In public. And I want a man strong enough to submit in the bedroom."

Her words shook him like an answering thunderstorm. What if she offered him the opportunity to be with her past one night? He pushed the tempting thought aside. "Maybe you don't have as much to lose," he blurted. As his cock pulsed, he waited for the sting of punishment from his outburst, but she stared back, her face serious.

"I teach third grade," she said softly. "I'm in the PTA, afterschool clubs, and tutor privately. I have a nice little house with a white picket fence and roses in the backyard. My best friends are married for years with babies and vanilla lifestyles. I don't want to give any of that up, and I don't intend to. But I need to be who I am, and if that consists of joining a private BDSM club, or finding a partner who isn't afraid of experimentation, I'm going to follow it." She paused and pressed her thumb against his lips. "What are you so afraid of? That your brothers would never forgive you? That you would be called less than a man? Or that you'll finally find what you've been looking for?"

He imagined Summer by his side, in public and private. Building a life. Free of restrictions, completely submitting to her every demand. To finally feel the freedom of pleasure on his own terms. His cock throbbed and his heart wept.

The idea of his brothers staring in wide-eyed shock and horror flashed in his mind. Shame pulsed with the knowledge that a well-known sergeant fell to his knees before a woman in leather, enjoying the sting of a slap in punishment. No. How could he be like this? Perhaps when he finally claimed her, finally climaxed, he'd experience a satisfying relief and could walk away.

A fleeting glimpse of recognition flickered in her eyes, as if she suspected his secret thoughts. She stepped back and put away the wine and snacks, then came back into the room with determination. "I seem to be craving your touch on my body," she snapped. "You will leave your cock ring on. Stand."

He rose, his knees sore from kneeling in the same position, even with the thick carpet. Dear God, if I touch her for too long I'll explode with or without the damn ring. He dug deep and clawed for the control he'd need to make love to her without coming. She lay down on the bed, her gorgeous white blonde hair spread over the burgundy satin pillows. Then spread her legs. His mouth watered. Her breasts and nipples reminded him of cherries on whipped cream. Her abandon ratcheted his own desire, her pussy naked and open, ready for him to serve.

He settled on the bed, pressing on top of her. Licking and biting the sensitive curve of her neck, he plumped her breasts, drew a nipple into his mouth, and sucked hard. She arched and he relished the quick flip of control. He feasted on her breasts, her belly, and then dove between her thighs. Sucking and tonguing her to a sharp orgasm, he helped her ride out the spasms, greedy for more. The need to thrust into her tight heat gripped him in a frenzy. "Please, Summer, please."

"Tell me what you want." Her eyes glazed. "Tell me exactly."

"I want to fuck you. Let me fuck you."

She smiled and licked her lips. "Yes, Rafe, you may fuck me." The relief of freedom surged, victory finally close. She grabbed a condom from the table, ripped off the wrapper, and held it above him. "Remove the ring." He stripped the restriction from his cock. Blood surged through him and he gasped as he fought to hang on.

"Good." She covered him in seconds, then flipped over and knelt on all fours. He almost exploded at the sight of her perfect ass held high in the air. Grasping her hips, he positioned her, and then drove to the hilt in her heat. Sparks shimmered behind his eyes at the sharp pierce of pleasure. Her pussy clenched on his cock like hungry, greedy fingers, her juices dripping around him. He cried out in ecstasy. "You are not allowed to come."

Her words shattered his sensual fog. "What? No, I can't, please "

"No coming. Now fuck me."

He moved, plunging in and out. His control slipped away with each thrust, the slow, steady rhythm ripping away his sanity and leaving a raw, bleeding need to be filled by her. Tears pricked the back of his lids. Her pussy clenched around him. "Tell me what you want! Now."

A sob caught in his throat. "I want to come, Summer. Fuck! Let me come inside you!"

"Very nice, baby. Come with me, now!"

He gave a guttural cry of victory and dove deep, his balls slapping against her ass. "Ah!" He shot hot cum, the orgasm gripping every muscle and hurled him over the edge. His toes curled into the mattress as he pumped furiously and released every last drop. The climax shimmered for what felt like endless minutes, going on and on, until he collapsed on the bed, completely spent. She whispered his name and cuddled into him, stroking his back and kissing his cheek. He floated in a strange space of complete peace and bliss he'd never known existed in this life plane. Stray tears clung to his cheeks but she licked them away, and he was too far-gone to care.

Emotionally and physically wrecked, fucked out of his mind, he closed his eyes and surrendered to the nothingness.