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“You’re fucking perfect,” he spat. His tone held an icy, savage edge, and damn, if it didn’t turn me on even more.
“Take me, all of me, Master Stephen,” I cried. “Use me hard. I’m yours.”
There was no need to bait Joshua’s beast further, but I couldn’t stop myself. My submissive pleas nurtured us both. Freed, he feasted on my acquiescence, ruthless and feral, as I willingly fed him the pieces of my resurrected submission.
“When I tell you to come, girl, come hard for me. It’s mine,” he hissed.
Jerking back, he yanked me onto his thighs. Pinching my waist in a grip so tight I’d be wearing his bruises for weeks, Joshua hurtled me up and down his cock. Burnishing my clit against the root of his shaft, the swell of release burned. Clawing at his back, I held tight to his body…to my orgasm, and to what shards of sanity hadn’t slipped through my grasp.
A fierce expression etched his face.
Narrowing his eyes, he delved deep into my soul, and in that one precious moment in time, he owned me. Remnants of my independence vanished like smoke. Losing myself so freely, I waited for the toll of pain to pierce my heart, but it didn’t. Instead, an unequivocal liberation consumed me—all because of his command.
“Give it to me now, girl,” he insisted. “Come for me. Now. Fucking come hard!”
As if I were a bird, Joshua snipped my wings, and I plummeted into a swirling abyss of pleasure. I closed my eyes to savor our mingling screams, and the feel of his cock jerking and sputtering as he spilled his hot seed into the latex barrier.
He gripped me to his chest, and my pussy compressed around his shaft, gnawing with spontaneous spasms. His drumming heart pounded against my cheek. Sweat-soaked, we clung to each other, holding tight long after our breathing evened out and the rippling quivers of pleasure faded.
He was unusually quiet. In fact, Joshua hadn’t uttered a single word since he’d ordered me to come. Silently, he lifted me off his cock and stood.
“I’ll go get a shower started for us,”
“That’s okay. I’ll grab one back at Sanna’s place.”
He froze as if I’d cast a spell on him. Turning slowly, he pinned me with an angry scowl. “No. You’re staying the night here. With me. In my bed.”
Without another word, he stormed into the bathroom. I watched as he flushed the soiled condom down the toilet, then twisted the knobs inside the shower.
My inner sub bowed her head in compliance, while the sovereign woman I feared had been lost bristled at his callous directive.
“Joshua, I’d like—”
“So, it’s back to Joshua again now, is it?” Standing in the doorway of the bathroom, he arched an arrogant brow.
What the hell?
Undaunted, I raised my chin; all semblance of submission disappeared without a trace. “I’d like to discuss the fact you want me to spend the night with you.”
“No, you’re searching for an excuse to run from me again. It’s fucking written all over your face,” he spat.
“What is wrong with you?” My tone was combative, but I didn’t give a shit. He was acting like a pompous prick, and I aimed to find out why. “I’m not running, but it sure seems as if you are. You’re not even listening to me. You’re shutting me out behind an impenetrable wall of Dominance. I didn’t give you my submission to toss in the garbage like a pile of dog shit. Why are you being so callous and rude?”
“Is that why you’ve decided to lock the sub back in her cage?” he countered with an angry sneer.
“I asked you first.” My reply sounded stupid and childish, but he’d backed me into a corner. Right or wrong, I came out fighting. It was my nature.
He lowered his jaw and flashed me a condescending smirk as if to say, ‘Really? That’s the best you can do?’
Blinded by a red haze of rage, I leapt from the bed and gathered up my purse and clothes. “You know what? It doesn’t matter. You’re going to think exactly what you want to regardless of anything I try to say. But just for your information, I wasn’t questioning the great and powerful Master. I was trying to communicate with you. But you’ve got your bad-ass Dom persona slathered on so thick you can’t see past your own fucking ego.”
Storming out the door, I slammed it behind me. Naked as a jaybird, I nearly collided with James as he walked down the hall.
“Whoa,” he declared in stunned surprise.
Anger oozed from my every pore. James’ expression immediately softened with concern. He didn’t say a word. He simply wrapped his hand around my elbow in a tender show of compassion and drew me to his side.
“Come on,” he whispered softly. “Let’s get you someplace quiet.”
