My eyes flickerto my bedroom.“I– I threw it away?”
“Did you now?”He growlslow and primal, and fuck me, who needsa toy?His handrunsup the side of my waist and over to cup my breast.Squirming beneath his touch, Itrynot to throw myself at him completely.But whoever came up with two days of edging as a solution to anything is a flippin’ idiot.
That was you,my little voice says cheerfully.
Fuck you!You’re supposed to be on my side!
“Lying is cause for another punishment,” he murmurs, his other hand trailing up my thigh.“As is defying a non-negotiable order.”
Trembling, I start to pant.“I’m not… lying?”
His hands stop in their caresses as he staresme in the eye.“You’re not?”
My lips part to say no, but the look in his violeteyesisa bigger warning than anyvocalthreat.Leaning in until his scent envelopesme,he presses his body to mine.“I asked you a question, my queen.”
Ah… But to answer, I would have to still be capable of thinking.
“Every second you don’t answer –”
“No?”I blurt, my eyes wide in uncertainty.“Uh, I mean, yes?”Crap.Howdidhe phrase the question?
“So where is it?”
I squirm as his fingers feather across my sensitive skin.He’sso close to touchingmy pussy, to releasing a bit of thatgods-awfulpressure.
“Still inside the box,” I gasp.I don’t even know what it looks like, and I regret not having looked.Now I’m going to be entirely unprepared.
“Didyou likeme using one on you the other day?”The tips of his fingers play with the seam of my underwear.
A hot flush cresting my cheeks, Ithink about shaking my head.But even with the embarrassment of being seen by Jace and Karl that time, it would be a lie.Swallowing, Inod.
“So do you want it in you now?”And the way hesays‘it’bringsall sortsof images crashing down on me.His fingers.His cock.Thetoy.Idon’tcare.I just want something of his.Anything–
Moaning, I close my eyes and rock my hips ashisfinger slipsinside my pantiesand strokesme.“Yes!”I rasp.
“Good girl.”
Cupping my breast, he leansdown and kissesmy neck.Two fingers part my wet lips.They run between themover and over again before sinking inside and claiming whatishis.
As he raiseshis head, I lean forwardtokiss him.Gasping against his mouth, I ride his fingers.His tongue strokespast my lips.His hand squeezesmy breast before trailing up to the top of my dress and pulling it down.The corset trapsit from sliding all the way, but it baresmy breasts for him to view.To touch.To worship.
And gods,doeshe.
First with his hand.
Then with his mouth.
Licking my breast, he placeshis thumb on my clit.As I archagainsthim, he sucksmy nipple in between his teeth.The sharpscrape of pain hasme bucking and crying out in pleasure.One of my hands wrap around his hair, holding him close.My other joinshim inside my dress, but he pullsit outagain.
“If I watch you touch yourself, I’m going to come in my trousers.”
With his words hot in my ear, I come all over his hand.
Hismouthsuckson my nipple harder.His fingers pump faster.As he dragsout my orgasm, building me straight into another one, he releasesmy breast and kissesme on the lips.His tonguelaysclaim.His handcupsme.
Then he’s steppingbackandlicking his fingers clean.
Sagging against the counter, I watch him.My lips part.Desire snakesthrough me.As does a flair of anger.He’s always so damn in control around me.I want to bring him to his knees like he does me.I want to know that I can.
