“Stand here.” He demanded, pointing to a spot in front of him as I walked into his bedroom. The walls were pine shiplap, and added cozy warmth to the room. His bed was huge, at least a king-size, if not an even larger custom. The headboard had slats, and my eyes narrowed at the intricate design. I suspected it held more than one surprise, and I felt the corners of my mouth turn up in anticipation. There were nightstands on each side, a dresser to Caden’s left, and two overstuffed chairs and a table by a window.

“Eyes on me, Avery.”

I moved my eyes to his. My pussy growing wet instantly under his scrutiny, cream started to drip down my thigh. I squeezed my legs together.

“Open them,” he growled.

I bit my lower lip.

“Now.”

I opened them, and the pressure between them grew.

“How experienced are you?” His eyes sought mine, and they missed nothing.

“In this lifestyle? Or sex in general?” I asked, clasping my hands in front of me.

“Both.”

“I haven’t had sex in a while, Caden—ugh, Sir.”

He smiled and nodded.

“It’s been three years,” I finished softly.

He growled. “Fuck Avery, how have you gone three years without sex?”

“Long story,” I admitted. “With respect to the lifestyle—I um—well, I read a book. Once.” I bit my lower lip.

He walked around me, and I decided then and there that if he didn’t touch me soon, I was going to risk any punishment he might dole out and simply tackle him.

“A book?”

I laughed nervously. “Yes, a book.”

“How long ago?”

“I read it three months ago.”

“How many times?”

“Jeez, Caden.”

He smacked my ass as he moved back around in front of me.

I glared at him.

He took my nipples between his fingers and rolled them.

I moaned and closed my eyes.

“Eyes on me, babe. I won’t tell you again. Answer the question: how many times?”

“I’ve read it four times.”

“Four times in three months, my eager Avery?”

“Yes, sir,” I whispered.

“Virgin ass?”

I raised my eyebrow at him, biting my lip. Did he really expect me to answer these questions while he was rolling my nipples between his fingers? “With respect to spanking, or anal?”

He grinned, flicking his thumbs against my hardened nipples, then went back to rolling them. “Both.”

I moaned and fought to keep my legs wide and my eyes from rolling back in my head. “Well, considering you spanked me tonight, I’m only a virgin in one of those categories,” I announced smugly.

“Oh, my sweet Avery, that wasn’t a spanking. That didn’t even come close.”

I felt my pussy clench and held back a squeak. Barely.

His fingers were still gently rolling my nipples. “Clasp your hands behind your head,” he growled, taking a step toward me.

“Caden, please, I can’t take much more.” I moved to close my legs, desperate to stop the mounting pressure.

“Did I give you permission to move?” he asked, his voice low and dangerous. He moved closer, putting his feet between my legs, pushing them out. “Now, arms up.”

“Permission to speak freely, sir?” I asked, panting, moving my hands behind my head.

He raised one eyebrow, but he nodded. “Granted.”

“No, you didn’t give me permission to move, but I’ve been through a lot today, and although I will admit that I’m honestly fucking enjoying this on some level and want to explore it further, sir, I’m not sure how much more I can take.”

I barely got that last word out before he tweaked both nipples, hard. I squealed. They were swollen and sensitive, and they hadn’t had this much attention in a very long time. But I had to admit; I felt the zing all the way to my core. It was fucking powerful.

Was it possible to orgasm from nipple stimulation? I was beginning to think it was as a fresh gush hit my pussy.

“On the bed, on your back. Arms above your head and legs spread.”

“Yes, sir,” I agreed eagerly as I scrambled onto the bed.

“Close your eyes, Avery. I just want you to focus on feeling.”

“Mmm,” I agreed, closing my eyes.

“Are you familiar with safe words?”

“Yes,” I whispered.

“Choose one.”

“Will I need one?”

“Probably not, but I want you to have one. I want you to know that you have the control, and from my perspective, it’s my responsibility to be very in tune with you, your responses, and your body. You shouldn’t need it, but we don’t know each other that well, and you have been through a lot today. If at any point you’re not sure or feel like you’ve had enough, just let me know.”

“Okay,” I agreed. “How about red, yellow, green,” I suggested.

“Was that in your book?” he asked, and I could tell there was a smile on his face.

I grinned. “Yes, sir.”

“Good. Now, Avery, I want you to stay still, do you understand? I realize this is new for you, but you’re stronger than you think you are. Stay with me and stay open, okay?”

“Yes, sir,” I whispered as I felt the bed depress near my feet. I felt his cool fingers at my ankles and I opened my eyes.

“Do I need to blindfold you?” He threatened.

“No, sir.” I eked, closing my eyes.

“Keep them closed, and remain still,” he insisted as he began to push my legs further apart.

It was hard to submit to him. A lot harder than I thought it was going to be. I could feel the cool air hitting my pussy and knew he was taking it all in. I jumped when I felt him move between my legs and heard him sigh.

“Sir?” I asked.

“Yes, Avery.”

“I’m not sure I can take the unknown tonight in light of what I went through earlier.”

“Keep your eyes closed, Avery, but I will tell you what I’m going to do before I do it. Will that help?”

“Mmm,” I agreed.

“I’m going to eat your pussy now,” he announced with a low growl, and then he did.

He pushed my legs as wide as they would go, and I’m a yoga girl, so they stretch very wide. Then he licked my lips with his tongue, moving down toward my pussy and then back to my clit. But he didn’t touch it. I whimpered and felt him chuckle.

“I’m not going to last long,” I warned him.

“You absolutely may not cum without permission, do you understand, Avery?”

“Yes, sir, but—“

“It’s grounds for punishment, Avery. Do you want to be punished?” he threatened.

“Maybe,” I admitted.

He chuckled then latched onto my clit and sucked. Hard.

My hips bucked up into his face involuntarily, and he pushed them back down with a hand on both of my hips. Then he pushed my knees up. “Keep your feet flat on the bed, knees open,” he murmured, his lips still pressing against my pussy, the vibration nearly making me cum.

“Fuck, Caden.”

“Mm. Hoping for that, too,” he assured me as his tongue pressed hard from the length of my pussy all the way up to my clit, sucking my juices as he moved, as though he was starving for them.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck! I’m going to come!”

Caden immediately moved his mouth from my clit. “You’re a sensitive little thing, aren’t you? So responsive,” he murmured with approval. Then added, "Breathe, Avery,” as he ran a finger through the wet of my folds, moving it until it reached my clit, then back, dipping one, then two fingers into my pussy.

I hissed. “Well, you’re a tease, Caden Stone, and payback’s a bitch. Just remember that.” I warned him as his teeth teased my clit while his fingers pulsed in my pussy. The orgasm came fast, hard, consuming.