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“Then tell me what you need, Mellie,” he murmured as he brushed his lips along the inside of my thighs.
“Your mouth on my cunt,” I hissed.
“Cunt, is it? Hmmm, such a vulgar word from a classy woman.”
“I’m not a lady in bed, Joshua. If you can’t handle that—”
“Good. I want a lady on my arm, but a nasty, dirty girl between the sheets. No inhibitions allowed.”
“I’ll be as filthy as you want, just as long as you lick my cunt, fuck me hard, and make me come.”
“Oh, you’re going to come all right, gorgeous. You’ll come on my tongue until I’m ready for you to come over my cock…all night long.”
“Then stop talking and do it,” I demanded.
Joshua threw his head back and laughed. “Mellie, Mellie. You told me to take the lead, and I fully intend to. But you don’t get to take back the reins after you’ve handed them over to me. And. that’s exactly how you like it, no matter how hard you try to deny it. You’re mine now, little one. Mine to do all the wicked things I’m fucking aching to do to you.”
Just when I thought I couldn’t get any hotter, Joshua’s words cranked up the heat, enveloping me in a new and blistering inferno of arousal.
“Lay back for me, Mellie. Close your eyes and let me feast on that sweet submissive you’re hiding inside.”
“But I’m not a submissss…Ohhhhhh. Oh, hell. Yessss…Joshua.”
Before I could finish my sentence, he fastened his mouth over my pussy and sucked. Licking and stabbing with his tongue, he devoured me with a mind-blowing skill I’d never experienced. My release swelled in a flash of white-hot lightning, sizzling through my veins and frying the synapses in my brain. His lips, tongue, and teeth seared me from the inside out, and when he concentrated his talents on my clit, I bucked and whimpered, wanting to both quench the fire and prolong the bliss. Sucking the throbbing nub between his lips, he slid two long fingers deep inside me. Writhing and panting, I arched my hips from the bed when his wiggling digits found my hidden bundle of nerves. Burnishing his fingers against my sweet spot, he scraped his teeth over my distended clit, driving me to the brink of ecstasy. Teetering precariously on the edge, I ground my pussy against his face and fingers.
“Joshua. Pleaseee,” I screamed.
“What a good girl, asking so nicely,” he murmured against my cunt. “Give it to me, Mellie. I want it all, and I want it now.”
Demand and euphoria coalesced into an arc of static fire, vibrating from the top of my head to the tips of my toes. Joshua squeezed another finger inside my clutching cunt as he lapped at my clit. I threw back my head and screamed as the crushing orgasm splintered through me like an atom bomb. Powerful contractions seized his fingers within my tunnel as I exploded in a stormy fire of ecstasy.
Joshua rode the torrent with me, gliding his fingers through my quivering tissue while circling my hyper-sensitized nub with his tongue. Even as rapture receded, he didn’t stop stroking my core or lapping my nectar. A consummate lover, like no other, Joshua took his time as he eased me down with subtle caresses and tender praises.
My body still hummed in a blissful languid heat when Joshua rose to his feet and extended his hand. Helping me from the bed, he wrapped me in his arms, keeping me steady and safe. Leaning in, he kissed me, stroking his lips over mine as if he’d known them forever. Sweeping his hands—the capable hands of a master sculptor—over my shoulders, he sent the red designer dress I wore to puddle at my feet. Languid and thorough, he made me feel as if I were a masterpiece he sought to mold. In one fluid movement, he unfastened my bra and tossed it to the floor while the intoxicating scent of his flesh made my head swim. Raking his tongue down the column of my neck, I trembled in anticipation of what erotic magic he had in store for me next.
Chapter Four
As the taxi pulled to a stop in front of the house Savannah shared with her Masters, I shook the vivid memories from my mind. Lights illuminated several windows, and I knew I was the last to arrive back home. Steeped in Joshua’s masculine scent, I paid the driver, clutched the submissive statue to my chest, and hurried toward the house. Reaching for the door, I let out a cry of surprise when it opened wide. Sanna blinked at my tousled exterior and grinned.
“Oh my. Looks like somebody had a fun night,” she giggled.
“Hush,” I admonished with an uneasy hiss.
Dylan sauntered up behind Sanna. He took one look at me and grinned like a Cheshire cat. “Good thing you took the condoms after all, huh, Mel?”
Their ridiculous gloating made me feel as if I had the words “Freshly Fucked” tattooed across my forehead.
“So, who was the lucky guy?” Sanna pressed, still giggling. “And what is that in your arms?”
“None of your business,” I snapped, then looked down at the delicate work of art. “It’s a gift.”
“Oohhh, let me look,” Sanna demanded, prying the statue from my grip. “Holy cow. This is beautiful. Look at it, Master. Isn’t she most gorgeous thing you’ve ever seen?”
A look of awe lit her face as she studied the kneeling woman, rotating her slowly and taking in all the intricate details. No doubt my reaction had been much the same at the gallery; no wonder Joshua saw through my façade so easily. “Joshua Lars made this, didn’t he?”
“Yes.” I nodded, anxious to snatch the statue back and race upstairs. I didn’t want to answer questions about the art, my appearance, or anything related to Joshua.
“Good grief. How much did this thing cost you?”
