Page 202 of Masters of Pleasure
“Fuck.”
Bending his head, Law uttered the word in a hoarse voice, thrusting deep and burying himself inside her as his cock swelled and pulsed.Her body throbbed around him, milking him of each jet of cum.The pleasure was so intense, for a moment, he thought his knees might give out, and he clung to her to stay upright.
At that moment, nothing else mattered—it was just the two of them, alone in a room, with the rest of the world and all its myriad problems shut out.
It was the best moment Law had had in a long, long time.
She lifted her head, and there was nothing to stop her, not enough space between them, and he was too weak to pull away… he didn’t want to.Their lips met, and Law stopped resisting.He gave in.His hands squeezed her legs, holding her close as he devoured her the way he’d wanted to all night, the way he’d craved.
It was everything he’d wanted and everything he’d worked so hard to deny himself.
ChapterFifteen
Iris
Kissing Master Law was even better than she’d imagined… and gave her the closeness she was craving.He wasn’t just kissing her.He was kissing her as if he couldn’t get enough of her.If he’d kissed her like this before the scene, she’d probably have melted into a little pile of Iris goo.
Of course, almost as soon as she had the thought, he pulled away.There was an odd expression on his face and an almost bewildered look in his eyes.
“I… I don’t do relationships.”
Iris blinked.He was still inside her, though his dick was slowly softening, his hands gripping her legs, while her nipples throbbed in the clamps he’d put on them—which were really hurting now that the scene was over—and that’s what he had to say?
On the other hand, she didn’t think she’d ever seen him so at a loss, so that was something.Iris knew when she’d gotten under someone’s skin since she’d spent a lifetime doing it.
“Okay?”She tilted her head to the side.“Pretty sure I didn’t ask for one, but if I said something while you were fucking me, I was under the influence of a good cock.”
That made his mouth twitch, though she didn’t get the full-out laugh she was going for.Nope, he was reverting to stick-in-the-mud Master Law.She’d seen a hint of the man beneath, though, and was curious.
“We need to get you down,” he said, clearly looking for a diversion.
Since her arms were getting tired, Iris didn’t fight him as he slid out of her.He undid her wrist restraints, then removed the plug, which made her sigh with relief.The nipple clamps came off next, accompanied by her hiss of pain.Bending forward, Master Law took each unhappy bud in his mouth, sucking gently and soothing the sting as feeling returned to the turgid nubs.
It also made Iris laugh.
“Kisses… no.Sucking my nipples… yes.Got it,” she murmured.Master Law straightened with a scowl, but that didn’t bother her.She knew when someone was actually upset with her, and he wasn’t.He liked her bratty mouth, even if he didn’t want to admit it.
“Kisses give the wrong impression.”
“Ah, but fucking me till I scream, doesn’t?”Iris batted her eyes at him and tried to take a step—tried, being the operative word.Her legs were still pretty wobbly, and she stumbled, but he caught her.“Whoops.I’m a little shaky.”
He swept her up into his arms.Yup.Totally not giving off mixed signals.
“Come on, we can go rest in the other room.”
Leaning her head against his chest, an arm wrapped around the back of his neck, Iris sighed happily.Being carried like this, she felt as though she was in a movie.A really romantic one.
Leaving the equipment behind, Master Law took her to the back room, the hotel portion of Marquis.Iris perked up and looked around.During class, they hadn’t had access to these rooms, and she was curious.Unfortunately, it looked exactly like a regular hotel room.
Big king-size bed, dresser, television, couch, mini-fridge, closet, and a door that led to what she presumed was the bathroom.The walls were plain beige, and all the furniture was medium brown.The sheets and comforter were a nice, crisp, bright white, and there was a big black bag resting on the foot of the bed.All in all, everything about the room was super neutral and soothing.
“What’s with the bag?”she asked.Was he planning on spending the night?Should she have brought stuff with her?She’d assumed they were only scening, and his ‘I don’t do relationships’ thing backed that up.If kissing said ‘relationship,’ actually sleeping togetherscreamedit.
“I came here straight from work for a meeting with Olivia and Julie.I needed a change of clothes for tonight since I didn’t want to do this in my suit.”Carrying her over to the bed, he set her down on the edge rather than laying on it, his gaze not quite meeting hers.“How are you feeling?”
“Very, very good.”Iris grinned as her answer and purring tone caught his attention, and his eyes met hers.“So, is there any particular reason you jumped straight from kissing to a relationship?I promise I’ve kissed lots of guys without thinking we were going to get married and have babies.”She kept her tone teasing, but she had to wonder if he jumped there with everyone or if she was a special case.
“I just don’t want to accidentally hurt anyone,” he replied quietly, turning as he did so.She could see him removing the condom, still barely clinging to his cock, and she admired the backside view as he went to throw it away in the trashcan next to the mini-fridge.
