“Do you trust me?”

I can feel Leo’s hand run down my back. I think he’s made it his personal mission to outdo each of the gowns he finds for me. Each gala and function we attend seems to have a more elaborate getup and I love it. Tonight, Leo seems inspired by my name. The gown is a deep navy blue with sheer purple overlay and crystals laid into the material. The deep ‘v’ cut in both front and back is bold, but with enough coverage to still remain mostly modest. The gown’s skirts fall all the way to the floor, which is troublesome to move in, but also means that Leo didn’t leave my side for the entire night.

Leo and I can never agree on which wedding date is our actual anniversary. We both tend to switch between the date of our public ceremony, and the date where we were married in our living room, depending on the situation. It’s been eleven months since our private wedding, and seven months since we’ve been publicly married. Leo has honored his promise of including me. There are still some secrets, but every marriage needs a few things to keep the mystery alive. I leave the life of crime to him, and that allows me more than enough time to commit myself to the hospital and the new clinics that are opening. It’s the only business that crosses both territories as well as has both the DePonte and Knight names attached to it. I insisted on it.

“Yes, I trust you.”

Leo pushes my hair up into a messy knot of a bun at the top of my head and secures it with a tie from my dresser beside us. “Tonight, you will call me Sir, is that understood?”

My pulse quickens. “What?”

“Remember our first time, when you promised that you belonged to me, and only me? Well, I think we are overdue for a reminder, isn’t that so, little girl?”

Leo is still wearing the mask from tonight’s event, a masquerade ball. His mask is black satin, embellished with navy stitching on only one corner, in the shape of a spade. It’s the single part of his outfit other than his tie that pairs our outfits together and marks us as a couple. I’ve been itching to get him out of those formal clothes for an hour now, and the slow way he’s touching me isn’t making anything better. The desire hasn’t lessened, no matter how many times we are together.

“Close your eyes.”

I do.

Leo slowly slides the small zipper of my dress down the curve of my ass, loosening the fabric. His rough, calloused hands push the straps over my shoulder and the dress falls off of me into a pool around my ankles. Cold air kisses my overheated skin, and I want to fall into Leo’s arms. I want my husband to touch me everywhere at once, and he doesn’t touch me at all.

Warm leather encircles my throat, the soft inside brushing against my skin, and I can feel Leo buckle the collar into place. “Wha—” A swift smack against my ass is the only answer he offers.

“I didn’t give you permission to speak, little girl. My property is only to do exactly as I wish. Nod if you understand.”

I nod, a smile spreading insanely wide across my face.

“Good girl.” With my eyes shut I can’t tell where he is. I can hear something in our room moving. I feel so exposed, and so aroused at the same time. “This is how you should always look. Get on your knees.”

If I wasn’t so turned on right now I might fight him on the commands…but I want to know what he has planned for me.

I sink to my knees, eyes closed.

“Put your hands behind your back, and spread your knees for me. Let me see every bit of that beautiful body.”

Putting my hands behind my back pushes my breasts up for his view, the cold air on my wet pussy is torture, I want to feel him…to touch him. Lately it’s been getting worse, almost as if my desire is out of control. It’s made it impossible to keep to a regular work schedule, to keep my hands off of him, myself, it doesn’t matter where we are…or what we’re doing. That’s why he’s doing this to me, coming full circle to his need to teach me the patience I simply will never learn.

“Open your mouth.”

I do.

“You must want to be fucked something awful, baby girl, don’t you?” I mewl a soft, wanton sound. “I’ve never been able to tell you what to do so easily before? If I touch you, you’re going to soak my whole damn hand, aren’t you?”

I nod, not rising to the bait and speaking. Though, he can spank me again. That would be alright.

“Oh, Midnight…when did you learn to be such a good girl? You’re going to do everything I say, yes? You may speak.”

I swallow hard. “Yes.”

I feel something sharp slap against the outside of my thigh, and my eyes snap open at the unexpected contact. There is a riding crop in his hand. The sting isn’t like his hand, more like a bite, and I want him to do it again. “Yes, what?”

“Yes, Sir.”

Leo groans. “I don’t think I could handle you this obedient all of the time, baby girl, I would be too spoiled.”

He swishes the crop near me again. I can hear it slicing through the air, and then again to the other side of the head. “I’m going to spank you with this riding crop, five times on your ass, and three on the inside of your thighs. I want you to count each one, and if you make it through all of them, I will reward you. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir.” If a person could catch on fire from lust alone, I would combust right now. The commanding tone, the fullness to his voice is so fucking sexy. I know he would never hurt me, that I’m in no real danger. He’s doing this to let off steam, because he needs it. He needs to dominate me in the exact same way I need to feel him desire me. I want this. The contrast of pain and pleasure, my softness and his firm hand. Leo has always been rough, and I wouldn’t have him any other way. I crave it.

“Alright, then we’ll begin.” The first swat lands the moment he stops talking. I jump, flinching from the contact and he chuckles. “Be still, I wouldn’t want to miss, love.”

“One.” I brace myself and exhale slowly, and then the second comes. “Two.”

He follows faster as I struggle to remain still. I count off each one as he asks, and he comes closer and closer to me with each. My legs shake, desire curling through me with each one.

“One more, for being so very, very good.” The cane rolls over my skin, around my knees and to the insides of my thighs. He teases me with it, running it up and down my center. It takes everything I have not to rub myself against it. I need him to touch me, now. I need his hands, his mouth, anything.  Leo strikes my center, hitting my clit with the soft, flexible end of the crop, and I cry out, my knees snapping shut. I’m catapulted toward my orgasm and stopped just short.

“How did that feel?”

I’m at a loss for words. My mouth opens, but nothing comes out. I’m hesitant to ask for more, but I’m so close.

“You’re so wet right now…would you like me to touch you?”

I nod fervently. “Please Sir, please.”

“Where?”

“My pussy…please.”

“With what? Ask for what you want, love. You’ve earned it.”

“Your hand…and kiss me, please, Sir, I need you.”

“You always do,” he teases. He uses the riding crop to pull me closer to him, grabbing the small metal circle at the front of my collar when I’m close enough and hauling me to him, his lips crushing against my own. His hand finds me, almost exactly where I want, but his contact is slow, torturous. “You’re soaked, baby girl.”

I mewl, my hips grinding into his hand, wanting more. He doesn’t relent.

“How close are you? You’re cumming so fast lately, I love it.”

“S-so close, Sir, please.”

“I don’t know if you’ve earned that yet.”’

Whatever he wants me to do, I’ll do it. Leo’s arm dips, pushing one finger inside of me, moving in slow strokes. I want to hit him. That has to be the whole intention behind his deliberately slow movements. He’s not giving any attention to my clit and my body is overheating.

“P-please Leo.”

He stops, and I moan. “Sir! Sorry! Please!”

“I do love it when you beg.” In reward he adds a second finger and I gasp. Leo kisses me, hard. He claims my lips with his own, tongue running the seam of my lips for invitation that I happily grant him. Our tongues dance together as he pulls my closer, holding me to him by the collar around my neck. I can’t deny how right it feels.

I can feel the exact moment that his self-control lapses, when he surrenders to his own desire. He leans me backward on the floor, pulling his hand from me and bringing his fingers to his lips, tasting me. His other drops to the button on his slacks, ridding himself of them. Then he gestures for me to turn over. “Face down. I want to see that perfect ass in the air.”

Breathing heavily, I do as commanded, wiggling my hips in his direction. I feel him move into position behind me. He reaches forward to spin the collar so that he can still reach the metal ring from behind me. “Beg,” he commands. “I love hearing your voice, baby girl.”

“Please Sir, I need you now.” I’m rewarded instantly. He hooks his finger into the collar and pulls me back, impaling me on the thick length of him.

“I love the way you feel around me, baby girl.”

I’m not going to last long, I already know. The tension low in my belly is too tight, my legs are shaking as Leo sets his pace. “Don’t you dare cum yet. Not yet.”

“How—”

“Shhh, breathe baby girl.”

I try. I swear I try, but it’s too close. I topple over that edge, falling forward, but Leo doesn’t let me go. He thrusts harder, pushing me to a new high. I know he’s not going to be done with me for quite a while yet.

“I should punish you for that.”

I can’t answer, I can’t think about anything other than the way he stretches and fills me, my orgasm pulsating through me with no end in sight. Then Leo wraps his hand around my thigh, finding my center and circling his finger around my clit, and I moan. It’s almost painful. I’m so sensitive, but he doesn’t stop, and I can feel that second crest coming.

If I could manage rational thought, I would beg for him to stop, to slow down or to keep going. Then my mind shudders to a peaceful hum of nothing as Leo pushes me onto my second orgasm, and a groan of his own.

“Brace yourself, baby girl, we’re just getting started.”

Leo releases the collar, and I almost fall but he catches me, removing himself only long enough to flip me and carry me over to the bed before he climbs back over me. My knees lift to either side of his hips, my eyes closing once more as he enters me. Everything he has to give, and then some, I want it all.

****

“That was…wow, Midnight. You’ve…that was amazing,” Leo pants, laying very still and clearly exhausted on the mattress beside me. “Remind me to put you in a collar more often.”

I don’t have the energy to swat at him. The best that I can manage is a twitch of my foot. I lost count of exactly how many orgasms he gave me. At one point I’m certain he was trying to make my heart stop. “Just you wait ‘til I catch my second wind.” I promise, breathing heavy.

“Again? So soon? Are you trying to kill me?”

I laugh, “No, I just want you.” I shrug. “Sometimes I feel like I can’t keep my hands off of you, like nothing is enough.”

“You’ve been like that for a month now, not that I’m complaining, I like you over the top like this…but we’ve got to get some sports drinks or something with electrolytes…”

“It’s probably because I’m pregnant.” I blurt out, and Leo shuts up.

I’ve never given children too much thought before. I enjoy being an aunt to Caspian’s child, but I never really imagined myself chasing after children of my own. Though, I’ve had some time to think about it now, and a child that is a perfect blend of myself and Leo is perfect. I planned on telling him in a more official way, but the words just came out. We’ve been so focused on enjoying being married that we haven’t discussed the long term plans for our future. There’s been so much work to do on both of our ends. Now life has decided that it’s time for us to focus on ourselves as much as possible, and the life that we’re bringing into the world.

“Did you just…” He rolls over, suddenly re-energized. “Are you sure? How long have you known?” His hand flattens over my lower stomach. “I would have been gentler.”

I giggle, “Right, so that’s the key. I just have to be carrying your child. Besides, it’s too soon to do any harm anyway. I’ve only known about a week now.”

“So you’re certain?”

“Yes, we’re going to be parents!” I exclaim happily as Leo pulls me close in his strong, capable arms. I don’t think my heart can get any fuller. Soon there will be three of us, and there is plenty of work to be done in the meantime to get ready.

“And you’re absolutely certain?” Leo teases, his voice darkening as he climbs over top of me. “Perhaps we do need another round, just to be sure.”

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