Catching Lily (Spring Training Book 2) Page 8

“You said to come in what I was wearing.” She held out her arms as she stepped inside. “I had already changed into this.”

  His deep chuckle made her nipples tighten. Then he shut the front door and turned around to face her, his head dipped, his eyebrows close together. “I think I liked the dress better.”

  “Really? Because I thought this would totally get you off.”

  “Oh, don’t worry. It will.” He reached out and grabbed her arm so fast she squealed. Two seconds later, he had her spun around and flattened to the door. His lips landed on hers, but his hands went under her sweatshirt, lifting it until he yanked it over her head.

  The kiss only broke for the second it took the cotton to rush past her face. “See? Off.” Then his hands were on her breasts, and his lips consumed her.

  Her heart rate increased so fast it felt like it was pounding out of her chest. She tipped her head against the wall, breaking the kiss. “I thought we were going to talk strategy. Figure out what to do about Luke.”

  “Mmm. We can do that later. Tomorrow. How about you let me make you forget it for tonight?” He molded his hands to her breasts.

  She tried to focus on him, unsure what to say.

  “He has no idea you’re here right now. I can’t imagine how much stress you’ve been under for the last day, worrying about this alone. The situation won’t change any while I make you forget.” When he pinched her nipples, she lifted onto her toes.

  The moment she entered his home, her world shifted. He could do anything to her. Though she hesitated to admit that out loud.

  “Submit to me, Lily.”

  She couldn’t think with her nipples between his fingers.

  His voice dipped, and his face inched closer. “Submit to me. You’re so fucking gorgeous when you do. I promise to erase all thoughts of ex-boyfriends for the night.”

  She arched into him. “Okay.”

  He released her tight buds abruptly and dipped his hands into her pants at her hips. Just as quickly, he divested her of those too. They pooled at her feet, leaving her naked.

  One hand cupped her butt. The other cradled her breast. He growled as he met her gaze. “You are one naughty girl.” His fingers pinched her nipple again. “No bra. No panties.”

  “I was going to bed.”

  “Well, don’t let me stop you.” Without warning, he lifted her into his arms and cradled her against his chest.

  As if she weighed nothing more than a child, he carried her up the gorgeous winding staircase to the second floor.

  She never looked away from his face. Feral. Insistent. Hot as hell.

  Before she knew it, he unceremoniously tossed her onto his bed and went to work removing his own clothes.

  She lifted onto her elbows, drawing her knees together to watch the show.

  He still wore his tux from earlier. The tie was gone. And so was the cummerbund. The shirt was also unbuttoned halfway down his chest. He made quick work of his belt, pants, socks, and then his shirt.

  Wetness pooled between her legs.

  She’d seen him naked three months ago, but she’d been overwhelmed at the time. And it hadn’t lasted long enough. He looked even larger and more muscular today. Was that possible?

  “Flip over.”

  She hesitated. Flip over? Onto my stomach?

  Dominic grabbed her ankle and dragged her slowly to the side of the bed. “Flip. Over. Lily.” His voice was gentle. Lower. Deeper.

  She squirmed onto her belly, instantly anxious to obey him. He seriously seemed to hypnotize her the moment he entered a room.

  Her legs hung off the side of the bed. Her nipples pressed into the comforter, the pressure a welcome relief to the heavy need growing in her breasts. She wanted to rock forward and rub her clit against the mattress, but she wasn’t nearly that bold or brave.

  “Get on all fours, babe.” Again with the dark command. It was like he used a different voice when he went into dominant mode. Serious. Insistent.

  She scrambled onto her hands and knees, nervous about her ass in the air next to his chest. She closed her eyes and concentrated on breathing, not wanting him to realize how turned on she was already.

  His hands landed on her butt cheeks and smoothed over them, tugging her back a few more inches until her knees were on the edge of the bed. “Legs wider.”

  She inched out her thighs. The position opened her up to him more fully. Her belly plunged at how ridiculously hot this was.

  No man had ever taken control of her like this. And Dominic hadn’t asked, either. He just took. Somehow he knew exactly how to play her to get her fully aroused without pissing her off.

  Breathe. In. Out.

  His fingers trailed down to her thighs, squeezing them gently and then harder.

  She rocked backward into his touch.

  He spread her lower lips with his thumbs, exposing her further.

  She sucked in a sharp breath.

  “That’s a girl. So greedy. I haven’t touched you yet, and your body is begging for whatever I’ll give it.”

  “Yes…” The word came out on a long breath. No sense denying his statement.

  “I’ve never met anyone more submissive than you, Lily. It’s in your nature.”

  Is that a bad thing? She flushed.

  “It’s a gift. I’ll cherish it. I know you’ve never given this away before.”

  She understood his implication. He wasn’t talking about sex. He was talking about total submission. “I’m nervous.”

  “I know you are, baby.” More palming her thighs and butt cheeks. Then his hands slid up her waist to cup her hanging breasts. “They sway with your movement. Sexy as hell.”

  She stopped rocking, biting down on her cheek to keep from making any sound.

  “Don’t fight it. Lily, it’s gorgeous. I’ve belonged to a private club for years. I’ve watched many women learn to submit, some who couldn’t hack it and others who could. I’ve never seen any of them so readily do as they’re told as much as you.”

  “How many women have you been with?” Lord. That made her nervous.

  He chuckled. “Not that many. I said I’d watched them. Not that I’d fucked them. Mostly I’ve observed other Doms training their subs. Besides, I’m talking about learning the ropes of D/s. Not sex. I’ve never fucked a woman in a club before.”

  “Where’s the line?” she whispered. “You fucked me the night we met.”

  “Yes. I did. And it was a first. I’m going to fuck you again now. When you’re ready.”

  “When I’m ready?” How could she be more ready? She tipped her head to one side to see his face. The only light in the room came from the hallway. It was dim, but she could see his expression. Intense.

  He leaned over and kissed her spine, his beard tickling her skin deliciously. Then one hand left her breast to grip her chin. “I know you think you’re ready. You’ve maybe only been this aroused two other times. But you’re about to ride a roller coaster that doesn’t stop until it gets to the moon. We have all the time in the world tonight. No rush. Hold on.”

  She shuddered. Her entire body shook.

  He released her chin and resumed fondling her chest. His hands worked independent of each other, alternating jiggling and squeezing her breasts by pinching, twisting, and tugging her nipples.

  In less than a minute, she knew what he meant. She had never been this horny before. She was seconds from begging. And she knew that wouldn’t go over well.

  She wanted to see his face, watch his expressions, but that wasn’t in the cards, either. Instinct told her to remain patient and let him manipulate her body to his will. He wouldn’t let her down. That was beyond given.

  Hands back on her thighs. “Wider, Lily.” He nudged her knees until he had her where he wanted.

  The position was obscene.

  “Lower to your elbows.”

  That made it worse.

  “So gorgeous. Every command draws you in further, doesn’t it, Lily?”

  “Yes
, Sir.” A sharp inhale as that word slipped out again. She knew what it meant to him.

  His fingers gripped her hips and squeezed while he inhaled deeply. She affected him with that word. “You have no idea… Your innocence is mesmerizing.” He slid one set of fingers around to her belly and toward her clit. Before he reached the spot she needed him to touch more than she needed oxygen, he stopped, pulling back the hood and holding it away from the swollen needy nub that seemed to grow twice its size in an instant.

  She moaned and rocked forward, hoping to gain contact with his fingers.

  He grabbed her hip with his free hand to steady her. “No, Lily. Don’t move. My party. You won’t control it.”

  Oh God.

  “I’ll touch you when and where I want. Your job is to take what’s offered gratefully. Understood?”

  “Yes, Sir.” More wetness. More swelling. She might die of desire.

  “Good girl. If you try to manipulate me, I’ll take that as a sign that you want me to restrain you. And I’ll do so. Are we clear?”

  “Yes, Sir.” She spoke in hardly a whisper.

  “That’s a girl.” He slid his hand from her hip to the small of her back and then trailed it up her spine to press between her shoulder blades. “Are your nipples screaming for attention against the comforter, babe?”

  “Yes, Sir.” If they weren’t before, they were now.

  “Is it enough pressure?”

  Enough?

  “I could clamp them if you need more stimulation.”

  She sucked in a sharp breath. “No. They’re good.”

  He smoothed his hand back down to her butt crack and held her in place with that one palm. His other fingers released the hood of her clit and immediately pinched the swollen nub.

  She screamed, lifting her head off the bed, her spine dipping.

  He released her clit just as fast and grabbed her hips again. “That sounded so nice. I want to hear it again.” Without warning, a finger thrust into her pussy.

  She gave him what he wanted, calling out his name. “Dominic.”

  “Oh yes. That sound is even better.” The finger disappeared. A sucking sound told her he was licking her juices off.

  She shuddered again.

  “The edge is a marvelous place to hang, isn’t it?”

  “Yes, Sir.” Those words were breathy. She had begun to disagree. She needed to come. She panted, realizing that if she didn’t concentrate, she was going to come without him touching her again.

  “So close…”

  He wasn’t kidding.

  Another sharp pinch to her clit made her curl her toes under, but somehow she managed to keep from rocking.

  “Good girl…”

  Another pinch. Harder. Sharp precise pain that radiated as pleasure. Then a finger thrust into her again.

  She panted hard. “Sir…” The word was a warning. What would he do if she came without permission?

  “Not yet, Lily. Wait until I say.”

  Hands on her butt again. Molding. Pulling her cheeks apart obscenely. Tapping her rear entrance.

  She stiffened.

  He chuckled. “Not today. Someday, though.”

  Another thrust into her. The one finger again. But she was so swollen and tight, the stretch felt like more.

  Then he pinched her clit again and held it for longer.

  “Oh God.”

  He released her clit and demanded, “Come, Lily. Now.”

  Her orgasm rushed to the surface so fast she couldn’t stop it. Her swollen organs pulsed with every beat of the release.

  And he wasn’t touching her pussy at all…

  He held her hips until she rode out the orgasm. Then he eased her onto her side and then rolled her to her back.

  Thank God because her elbows wouldn’t have held her up any longer. She was shaking. Sated.

  He set his hands on her thighs and pressed them open as wide as they would go, staring at her sex. With one finger, he lightly grazed her lower lips and then her clit. “There are no words,” he whispered. “What a gift.” His gaze lifted to meet hers, and he leaned over her body to kiss her lips gently.

  His cock pressed against her sex.

  As hard as she’d come, her pussy came back to life at the feel of his thick length against her. She squirmed forward. “Dominic. Please.” She grabbed his waist. “I need you.”

  He peeled her hands from his body and set them next to her knees.

  For a second, she thought he was going to deny her, and then she realized he was simply reaching for a condom. As he rolled it on, she climbed back to the precipice just watching.

  When he lined his thick head up to her entrance, she moaned. Her eyes rolled back. He grabbed her wrists, held them tightly against the mattress, and thrust into her.

  Her mouth opened, but no sound came out. She was past the ability to scream out.

  “Oh, baby. Your expression is divine.” His voice sounded strained while he continued to thrust into her. He wasn’t unaffected. “Come again for me, Lily. Come around my cock.”

  She did. How it was possible she would never know, but her channel milked his thick length with such force it almost hurt.

  He sped up his thrusts, each pass deeper, stronger, fuller, while one orgasm led to another.

  Her legs stiffened as she let herself go.

  He was right. She was ruined. Nothing could compare to sex with Dominic Cordes. All she could do now was pray he didn’t decide she wasn’t right for him.

  Chapter Six

  The sun was high in the sky when Lily opened her eyes to the soft touch of Dominic’s finger stroking the edge of her face. She was on her back. He was on his side next to her, his head propped in his palm, an expression of bliss on his face. “Sorry. Didn’t mean to wake you.” He kissed her nose. “I couldn’t resist touching your skin. So damn smooth.”

  He danced that finger down her chin, her neck, her chest, and finally over her nipple.

  She arched into his touch, becoming aware that her chest was bare, the sheet having worked its way down her body. Or perhaps it had some help.

  She shivered.

  “Every single move you make, every noise, every expression… Like sunshine.”

  How could she grow wet again? She squirmed, drawing her knees closer together.

  He chuckled. “I’m going to enjoy every second of teaching you what it means to be submissive.”

  “Haven’t you already done so?”

  His smile widened. “Haven’t even begun, baby. Not even close.”

  She squirmed under his gaze, grasping the sheet with her hand to instinctively draw it up over her chest. Maybe he would think she was cold.

  He stopped her with fingers wrapped around her wrist and a shake of his head. Sharp. Quick. Efficient. No words.

  She released the sheet. Damn. He controlled her so easily. “You’re so intense.”

  “I’ve heard that before. Does it bother you?”

  “It’s hot. But I’m not sure I could stay in this role all the time.”

  “Wouldn’t expect you to. You just haven’t had the opportunity to see my other sides. I’ll do my best to change that for you in the next four days.”

  “Four days? What happens in four days?”

  He scrunched up his nose. “I report to spring training. Pitchers have to arrive a few days before the rest of the team. Brett gets about ten days to honeymoon.”

  “Oh, shit. Right. Forgot about that.”

  “Didn’t affect you until now.”

  She swallowed. Four days… Damn.

  “Don’t worry.” He leaned down to plant a soft kiss on her nipple, making it jump to attention. “I’m only two hours away for the next six weeks. You can come up and see me.”

  “Getting ahead of ourselves, aren’t we?” Though she knew she would follow him anywhere at the moment. As if he held an invisible leash around her neck.

  He grinned. “You said I was cocky.” His tongue flicked her nipple, making her ar
ch again, a noise she didn’t recognize escaping her lips. “You saying no?”

  “Hardly.” She eased back to the mattress. “But I do have a job. I have to work.” She bolted to a sitting position. “What time is it?”

  “Eight. What time do you open?”

  “Eleven.” She started to scramble off the bed, but he hauled her back.

  “That’s in three hours. What’s the rush? Can someone else open? Do you have employees?”

  She took a deep breath and turned to face him. “Yes.” Then she slapped her forehead with her palm. “Oh my God, you made me forget the reason I’m here.” Luke.

  “I thought you were here because of my sex appeal.” He wiggled his brows dramatically while hauling her back under him.

  “Dominic.” She pressed against his biceps. “My ex-boyfriend. Remember? He’s stalking me. Threatened to post inappropriate pictures of me. We need to come up with a way to stop him.”

  “Done.”

  “What?” She nearly screamed.

  “Took care of it. He won’t be posting anything. And you won’t hear from him again, either.”

  For a horrifying moment, she thought he meant that he’d had Luke killed while she slept. Like some sort of crazed, obsessed lover.

  Dominic sat upright, releasing her. “Damn, woman. I didn’t shoot him. I sent some guys to his house to talk to him. They were kinda large. He isn’t. They made it perfectly clear that if you ever hear from him again, the police will have him in cuffs before he can piss himself.”

  “Seriously?” How was that possible?

  “Yes.”

  She sat up slowly and swiped a hand over her face, shaking.

  Dominic set a palm on her back. “Breathe. It’s all good.”

  “You threatened him?” She felt uneasy about this.

  He flinched. “He threatened you, Lily.”

  “Right. But jeez. You should have discussed it with me.” She slid from the bed. This time, he let her. Not seeing her own sweatpants nearby, she grabbed one of his T-shirts off the floor and tugged it over her body. It hung to her knees.

  “Lily.” One word. In that tone.

  She set her hands over her ears, her eyes wide. “Stop. Don’t dominate me right now. I’m not your submissive. Talk to me like a regular human being, or I’m going to walk out the door.”