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She shuddered, her eyelids dropping.
“Eyes on me,” I commanded.
Her eyes snapped back to me; her breaths came fast and shallow.
I leaned forward, caught her wrists in my hand again, and nuzzled her neck, nipping at her pulse point. “You are so beautiful and strong, Fiona Donnelly. Especially if you let go. Especially if you trust me.”
She moaned, her hands fisting in my grip.
“Now beg for my cock.”
Her eyes flew open, shock, disbelief, and desire warring within her. But she kept her mouth shut.
“Ever did that? Ever begged for someone’s cock?”
She shook her head.
And I couldn’t stop my grin. “I’m honored to be your first, then.”
She raised one brow and scoffed.
Headstrong brat.
I stood and looked down at her. “On your knees. Now.”
Fee stared up at me as if I’d lost my mind. But I could also see that some part of her wanted to follow my command. Wanted to submit.
Needed this as badly as I did, however fucked up this was because I should be the one on my knees, begging her.
But there was always next time.
I leaned down, pulled her up until she was standing toe to toe with me, then leaned in until my nose touched hers. “Either you drop down to your knees, like the good girl you are, or I’ll tie you to your bed, and we’ll find out how much you like being kept on edge all night without being allowed to come,” I growled.
Fee narrowed her eyes and studied me for a long time. Then she exhaled and, to my utter surprise, slowly sank down to her knees, gazing up at me with a mix of arousal, defiance, and uncertainty.
I stroked her hair, my cock straining against my jeans. “Good girl.”
She sighed and let her head fall. Giving in. Handing over control and giving me her most prized possession—her trust.
I let my fingers glide through her hair, and she rubbed her face against my thigh.
“Thank you,” I said.
And in that moment, I realized the gift she was giving me. The gift of control—I so desperately needed. Despite my behavior—she trusted me enough to submit. She was giving me the chance to prove I was worthy.
“You want this as much as I do, don’t you? My thick cock stretching your tight pussy? Making you come? Making you feel good and showing you how much I want you? How beautiful you are to me?”
Fiona shuddered, her hands on her thighs balling into fists. “Yes.”
Hallelujah.
I smiled, leaned down, gathered her tee, and slowly pulled it over her head. Then I moved around so I was behind her, hunkered down, and whispered against her ear, “Then beg for it, princess.”
I trailed my fingers along her upper arms, cupped her breasts from behind, circled her nipples, then pinched and pulled upwards.
Fee gasped, shuddered, her back arching. “Please,” she gasped.
“Please, what?” I squeezed even tighter and pulled harder. She moaned, handling the pain beautifully.
