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I heard Jace sigh as he paced in front of me. Then, suddenly, he stopped. Jace faced me. His feet were in my direct line of vision, his toes pointed to me. His hands went to work at the waist of his pants, and when I looked up at the movement, I saw his pants were tented. This pleased me. I had problems.
"This is for me, Olivia, not you." Jace said stiffly. He was aroused, but he was clearly angry. I was confused. "We were having a conversation you interrupted to please me. And, that's fine. But you will get no pleasure from this." Oh, he was most definitely angry. Oops. "Open your mouth." He commanded as he pulled his perfectly sculpted penis from his pants. The head was so close to my face. The tip was shiny with moisture and my stomach fluttered. This was how he responded to me. "Take my dick in your mouth and suck. Make me come for you, in your mouth and swallow."
I didn't hesitate. I took him in my mouth. I felt him deep in the back of my throat as I took him as far as I could. My tongue swirled around his tip when I pulled back, before I slowly took him in my mouth.
Jace sighed. "Ah shit, Angel." He groaned and I continued with the torturous movement. "I'm going to fuck your mouth."
Jace tangled his hands in my hair, grasping the back of my head tightly. With my head firmly in place, he thrust his hips forward, his cock grazing the back of my throat before pulling out to repeat. All the while, I sucked hard. I ignored the need to gag at his penetration and when his cock thickened and his thrusts quickened, I knew he was about to come. I prepared myself as best I could as he slid over my tongue. His cock twitched and salty sweet liquid poured into the back of my throat. I swallowed every drop, eager to please him.
The last drop fell from Jace and I swallowed. He pulled himself from my mouth, shoving his still erect penis back into his pants before stepping back. I looked up at him for the first time and my stomach pummeled at the cold look in his hypnotic eyes.
"Stand up." His voice was just as stern as his eyes and I was quick to oblige his command. "Open your legs." I cocked my head in question. I thought I was getting nothing from this? I wanted to ask, but I didn't dare. With the look he wore on his face, I wanted to crawl into a hole where I was safe. I spread my legs just the finest amount and Jace stepped toward me. His hand moved toward me and I tightened everywhere. Admittedly, I was nervous.
Jace frowned when I flinched, but he didn't stop his advance. His warm finger met with my sex and he sighed. "You're wet."
I nodded. "I am."
His eyes flickered to mine as he pulled his hand away. I watched him lick the moisture from his finger as he turned his back to me. "What time are you off?"
I swallowed. "Um, in a half hour."
"Good." He walked to the door. "Get dressed. I'll be waiting for you. You'll be coming home with me tonight."
"Jace," I began to protest but my words fell away when he pinned ice blue eyes on me.
"I spoke with Trisha." His tone was not one I dared to argue with. "She's aware you will be spending the night with me." With that, Jace walked from the office.
I stood staring at the closed door with my mouth hanging open and my clothes on the floor. I couldn't believe this was happening to me, but none-the-less, I bent, picked up my clothing, and dressed myself as quick as I could. I thought about leaving my office to find Jace, but I couldn't seem to find the courage. Instead, I curled up on the couch closest to the fire and fought the tears threatening to surface.
Never before had I ever felt so used and humiliated. I'd sucked Jace dry, knowing all the while he wouldn't reciprocate the action. I didn't think it was his lack of affectionate touch that humiliated me so deeply. I think it was the fact that he'd literally fucked my mouth…and I'd liked it. I liked pleasuring him even at my own expense. But then he'd gone and touched me. I'd felt like a science project as he'd swiped his finger over my wet, swollen flesh to confirm what he already knew. That I would be wet. For him.
That was humiliating. The way he pulled his finger away from me with a look of utter confidence on his face, as he stood clothed before my naked body. Cloaked in judgment, I felt netted by shame at my inner turmoil. I'd always believed the act of making love should be selfless. But this time it had been anything but. This time, I hadn't been making love to Jace - I'd been dominated by him.
The thought set a heavy ache in my chest as I stared into the fireplace. The warmth radiating off the flames barely succeeded in melting the ice that covered my body. Jace had hurt me deeply and I didn't really understand why. I'd submitted to him, knowing full well - expecting him to dominate me. So, why had it come to me at such a shock? Why was I hurting?
