His Scottish Pet: Dom of the Ages by Red Phoenix Page B

and exposed his chest to her. He took off his boots next, leaving the kilt for last. It was humorous the way her eyes traveled down to his groin area and then immediately back up to his chest before adventuring back down.
    He lay beside her and commanded her to touch him. Her small fingers lightly grazed his chest hair, and trailed down to his stomach, but there she stopped. He took her hand and guided it onto his cock. She gasped and then gently rubbed against it. He wrapped her hand around it tightly and showed her the stroking motion he preferred.
    Buchanan looked into his eyes as she played with him.
    “Harder, pet.”
    She licked her lips as she stroked him with more force. He closed his eyes and gave into the pleasure of it. She had a natural touch that was pleasing, despite her lack of experience. He groaned, knowing that it would moisten her already juicy sex.
    Keeping his eyes closed, he let his hand wander between her legs to confirm his suspicion. She whimpered and stopped her hand motion when his finger made contact with her womanhood. “Keep playing with me, pet.”
    He opened his eyes slightly and saw her swallow hard before she started up again. His hand traveled back up to her face and he stroked her cheek with his thumb. “Open your legs to me.”
    She hesitated for a moment before spreading her thighs for him. Complete faith and compliance… exactly what he was looking for from her. “Trust me, pet. This will please you.”
    He repositioned his head between her legs. She stared at him, openmouthed, as his tongue came in contact with her sex. She tried to struggle out of his reach, but he held her firm.
    “Stay,” he commanded, before treating himself to her taste. He lost himself as he swirled his tongue over her swollen lips and teased her. Tasting a woman allowed him entrance to another facet of her. It was intimate on a primal and exquisite level.
    Ryce looked up and asked, “Enjoyable?”
    She simply bit her lip and nodded.
    “Good. I’m going to touch you the same way I touched Avril,” he growled as he went down on her again. He felt her tense and then relax as he explored the moistness of her inner lips with his fingers. With gentle prodding, he pushed his finger inside her as he sucked on her erect nodule. The distraction of his mouth helped her to accept his exploration without resistance. He knew exactly where he was headed.
    “That’s my good pet,” Ryce encouraged as his finger sought deeper access into her warm, velvety depths and found the spongy protuberance he was searching for. She breathed in sharply when he touched it. “Let your Master please you.”
    Her muscles tensed as he began to caress the area. “Relax, pet,” he said soothingly. All the sensations he was introducing were new, so he took his time. He spoke words of encouragement as he continued to tease her with his tongue and fingers.
    There came a point when her whole body became stiff and he knew she was close. “Do not fight it, pet. This is my gift to you…”
    Buchanan thrashed her head back and forth several times before settling down and letting the tension release. She whimpered as her hips pushed up in the rhythmic dance of the ages. He groaned in satisfaction. Afterwards she made mewing gasps as she slowly regained control over her body. When he glanced up, Ryce noticed tears in her eyes.
    “Are you fine, pet?”
    “I’m not sure, Master.”
    “Was it not pleasant?” he questioned.
    Buchanan shivered. “It was so powerful.” She added in a whisper, “Almost frightening…”
    He chuckled as he petted her still-quivering sex. “You will come to desire that feeling above all else. You did well, but we are not finished.” He ordered her to lie on her stomach.
    Buchanan slowly turned over and lay down for him. “I need your legs together,” he instructed. Ryce rested his shaft in the valley between her round buttocks. “Lie completely still for me. This is how a man comes without