Page 60 of Mr. Devereaux


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I run a hand through my hair. “I have specific tastes, Charlize. I like sex. I like rough sex. And I like a lot of it.”

“Except you haven’t had any in ages; you’ve been too busy and stressed with work.” She repeats my earlier words like she doesn’t believe me.

“It’s not unusual for me to abstain for a while — when I’m not feeling it. Women tend to bore me.”

Her face falls. “Do you think I’ll bore you?” I hate how small her voice sounds when she says it.

I lift her chin with my finger. “Not a chance. But you have to let me do this my way.”

She frowns. “What way is that? Do you have a red room of pain in your basement?”

I chuckle. “I have no idea what that is, but I do like to tie women up if that's what you're asking.”

“Holy shit,” she whispers.

“Which is why we need to discuss boundaries tomorrow.” The more I think about it, the more ridiculous it sounds in my head that we can’t have sex.

Using a dildo on her would drive me insane, and I’d want to burn the fucking thing for going near her. Her pussy is mine. Mine. But if we fuck, it’ll change everything. It already has and I haven’t given her half of what I want to yet.

“Fine. Nothing like a mid-morning chit-chat about what sex positions we like to get the juices flowing.” She puts herself back together and I turn back to the front, adjusting my dick. I’m gonna have to deal with that later. If I’m honest with myself, I’m pleased I made her squirt. What’s more? I want to do it again.

I start the car.

“Do you really not want me to give you a blowjob?” She blurts out just as I pull onto the street.

I chuckle. “Not everything is about me, Charlize. You’ll come to realise that.”

She frowns. “Are you one of those Doms who deprives himself?”

She’s perceptive. “Sometimes, yes. I also like to control when the woman I’m with comes.” I give her a pointed look. “Which you didn’t follow, by the way.”

“After what you were doing to my clit with your tongue, can you blame me?”

“That’s something you’ll have to work on.”

“Does it turn you on?” I feel her looking at me in my periphery.

“Yes,” I say simply. “I like to deprive you until you can’t take it anymore.”

“Holy shit.”

I hear her intake of breath. I know how much this turns her on when we talk like this.

“Anything else you’d like to know?”

“Uh yeah. Everything. When you tie women up, how do you do it?”

“I like to use something soft, like my tie, or a silk ribbon. I don’t like to hurt or mark women. I only like to spank.” I’m hard just thinking about her reddened ass. “Speaking of which, you’ll need to put some cream on your ass when you get home, for the redness.”

“I think I like the idea of feeling where you’ve been.” She says it quite proudly.

The sight of her with her ass in the air, red raw from my spanking and then sucking on her pussy until she squirted all over my car, might just be the hottest thing I’ve ever witnessed. There is no way I’m letting her go.

“I mean it. Aftercare is important.”

“And here I was thinking you’d be reading me a bedtime story.” She laughs to herself.

As we near Blakefield, I begin to change my mind about dropping her back here. I know she isn’t mine, and it was only a few hours ago at the restaurant where I had my plan in place to shut her down and say goodbye forever. That plan clearly set me up for failure. And here we are.

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