Our sexy Valentine’s Week continues with a SCORCHING hot deleted scene with Sawyer from BECOMING SIR by Ella Dominguez! We also have a very romantic poem from Dylan to Isa from the Art of D/s Trilogy.

***WARNING***Definitely NSFW!! Enjoy!

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Becoming Sir Deleted Scene

Ciara settled back, her body becoming limp in his arms as her eyes grew large and liquid. Sawyer’s eyes in return caught hers and held her gaze steady. When the muscles of his forearm hardened beneath her, she nearly sobbed out her response.
“Yes, you are my Master, and I am giving in to you. Completely. Fuck me, Master Morrison. Please, take all of me.”
“I will and I’ll start with your ass.” Eager to have the piece of her that Ciara had offered up so kindly, it took everything Sawyer had to temper his enthusiasm. “Are you ready for me?” he asked, gliding the hand that rested on the small of her back and underneath her down to her ass cheek.
A meek, barely noticeable smile curved the corners of her lips upward and she nodded. With her eyes focused on his, it was hard to miss the gleam of excitement shining in her deep-brown irises. Squeezing a cheek, Sawyer leaned down and nipped at her lace covered, hardened nipples.
He rose and lifted the fabric of her lingerie over her head, exposing her body to him. Sitting up on one elbow, he took in the vision of her splendid, lightly tanned body and curves, and doing as Sarah had suggested – burned the image into his memory for future enjoyment.
As his eyes roamed over her physique, the throb of his heartbeat could be felt in his cock. Just thinking about what was about to happen made his body ache with an intense urge. Gripping her waist, he gently flipped her over, bringing her pretty, small, round ass front and center. Ciara tucked her hands under her, resting them on the tops of her thighs and raised her bottom up high. Sawyer may have been an anal virgin, but he was no novice when it came to sex and a woman’s needs, and though no words were spoken as she peeked over her shoulder inviting him to take her, the message her body and eyes were sending left no room for doubt – she was his to do with what he wanted.
He reached for the lube and condom that Ciara had laid out on the bedside table for him to prepare for her taking. As much as he wanted to rip his own clothes off and lunge on her like a ferral animal, he paced his movements in order to prolong his and Ciara’s anticipation. He started by casually sliding his slacks off and slowly removing his shirt. When he was down to his briefs, he rubbed his palm over his rigid shaft, delighting in the quickening of her breath and the flare of her pupils. She wanted him just as much as he wanted her and he could feel her longing radiating off of her like a blue-hot flame being stoked by desire. Finally, he removed them and when he did, Ciara graced him with the kind of smile he would happily kill for again. Reaching for the condom, he ripped open the foil packet, pinched the tip of the wet skin and slid it over himself.
Next he held the tube of lubricant in his right hand while he straddled Ciara and showered her tattooed shoulder blades and spine with kisses. When just enough time had passed to warm the lube, he squeezed a liberal amount on his middle finger and rubbed it into her ass crack. Soft whimpers came from above and Ciara’s ass rose in the air further as he teased her puckered entrance and slowly inserted his finger, pushing it in as her muscles constricted and relaxed with each of his movements.
She pulled her hands out from underneath of her, grabbed a pillow and pushed it under her pelvis, bringing her rear-end even further up. Next she reached behind her and spread her cheeks for him. The sexy , skilled casualness of her actions was almost too much to take and Sawyer feared he would shoot his load before he had even gotten to the ultimate prize. Ciara looked over her shoulder once again and smiled as if she had read his thoughts and all he could do was return the smile she had given him.
Lifting an eyebrow, he asked, “Am I doing okay?”
A soft breathy giggle slipped past her lips as she flashed her teeth and licked her lips. “Oh, Master, you’re doing more than okay. I’m ready whenever you are.”
And with that, he rested the head of his cock on her opening and gently eased into her, inch by slow inch. The tightness caught Sawyer completely by surprise and he unexpectedly grunted when her ass contracted down onto him.
“I love that sound,” Ciara moaned out as she ground herself into Sawyer, taking all of him deeply. “Mmmmmaster…” she continued to groan lustily.
“And I love that sound,” he countered as he grabbed a hold of her waist and plunged deeper yet into her tight canal.
It was the sound of wicked bliss, the likes of which he would never get tired of hearing. God, how he loved being the reason for that sound. And her ass… God, how he loved being inside that forbidden place. Why had he been deprived of something so breathtakingly decadent? Why had he been denied the sweet indulgence of a woman’s ass when it was so clearly meant to be fucked? Watching Ciara’s pink hole clutch his cock as he slid in and out of her, Sawyer knew her ass would be his unraveling.
“Oh, hell, Angel…” he gritted his teeth as he continued to thrust in and out, knowing that he wouldn’t last much longer.
He tried to redirect his attention to a swirled pattern in the woodwork of the bed frame to prolong the deliciousness of Ciara’s perfectly fuckable rearend, but it was no use. The sensation of release was building hot and fast. Sensing Sawyer’s impending release, Ciara disengaged from him and quickly pulled the pillow out from beneath her. She lie on her back and tipped her pelvis upward, opening herself up to him once again.
“Just a little longer, Master… please…” she begged as she held her knees firmly against her chest.
Sawyer closed his eyes tightly and swallowed hard, trying to suppress the urge to come. Once back inside her, he began to thumb her clit vigorously while he pumped into her over and over. Ciara began to squirm and pant uncontrollably and as her orgasm descended on her, the muscles of her anus began to constrict almost painfully around Sawyer. His hand stilled against her pussy and without warning, his come pulsed out of him causing him to hiss through his teeth and throw his head back.
Collapsing onto the bed next to Ciara, he turned his head to see Ciara smiling bashfully at him and shaking her head.
“Well done, Master Morrison. I suspected there wasn’t anything I could teach you.”

Tattered Angel

To Isabel, my pussycat, from Dylan
A dancing angel in pale moonlight
She releases my sadistic fantasies, my thrill is her delight
Suspended high in the chains that set her free
She sways back and forth, reminded that she belongs to me
My needs are met with the flash of the leather
The pain I inflict binds us together
The bright pink of her flesh, the welt of her skin
I bring my hand up and strike her again
Sweaty golden hair falling in her face
Remnants of her clothing lying shredded, a heap of lace
When she submits completely
I carry her to our bed, her voice hushed, her eyes languorous and sleepy
My tattered angel rests, cradled in my embrace
She is a thing of beauty, talent and grace
She gives me that which I cannot rise above
Her body and soul, her undying love

by Ella Dominguez, Copyright 2014
(The Art of D/s Trilogy)

About the Author:

I’m a full-time mom, wifey, healthcare worker, and wanna be switch. I was born and raised in a sexually repressed, strict Christian household in the bible belt of the USA. This upbringing and repression contributed to my wicked imagination and writing has been my only outlet for my sexual fantasies. Finally at the ripe and sexually primed age of 40, I mustered up enough courage to share my naughty thoughts and put pen to paper. I sincerely hope to find my niche in writing erotica in all forms, be it romance or paranormal.

I don’t consider myself an author. I consider myself an avid reader above all else, and someone who simply writes the stories that the characters in my head tell me to.

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