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“I want to keep going, Sir.”
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She was going to kill the bastard. Roasting him alive wouldn’t be good enough. She was going to cut off his balls and . . . she took a deep breath as he turned off the clit tickler. By God he really was an asshole.
She lay draped over him on the sofa. He sat, one hand mercilessly teasing her breasts, the other operating the remote for the clit tickler. She now had a love hate relationship with it.
She was burning from the inside out. He kept driving her to the point of screaming, just to the edge before pulling her back. It was torture. Couldn’t he see she needed to come? Wasn’t that his job? To give her what she needed? And it wasn’t a want, it was a grinding, overwhelming, bite her tongue, screaming need.
So close. So close. She clenched down on the invaders in her ass and pussy. Wishing they were more. That it was him in her pussy, driving her higher and higher. That it was his finger touching her clit. Suddenly, just at the point of crashing, he turned the tickler off and removed his fingers fro
m her nipples.
She cried out. “Noooo.”
“Poor baby. You look so hot. All flushed and aroused.”
“Of course, I’m fucking aroused, you monster. You’re killing me here. Just let me fucking come already! Or are you getting off on fucking watching me squirm?”
Horror filled her as the words spurted from her mouth. She couldn’t hold back, couldn’t stop herself. And now she couldn’t even look at him. Shame and panic filled her.
“Aspen, look at me.”
She didn’t want to. She didn’t care that his voice was calm. That he didn’t sound angry. Saxon wasn’t the type to lose his temper. He was always in control.
She slid down onto her knees between his legs and leaned her head against his knee, her entire body shaking. “I’m sorry, Sir. Please forgive me. Please don’t stop. Don’t leave.”
“Pet, I’m not going anywhere. Look at me, Aspen.” His voice was firm. Not giving her a chance to disobey. When she glanced up, he looked compassionate, almost regretful. “Do I look like I’m going anywhere?”
She shook her head. “No, Sir.”
He stared at her thoughtfully. “The other night at the club, you were worried I would stop everything when you moved your clothing. What did I do?”
“You spanked me then continued on, Sir.”
“Why did you think I’d stop everything and walk away?”
She bit her lip. “Well, I know I’m not your normal type.”
“Says who?”
“Everyone knows the subs you’ve been involved with in the past were very obedient and eager to please. No brats. No tempers.”
Saxon leaned forward, watching her closely. It was important that she understood this. “Maybe in the past I gravitated towards a certain type because it was easier. I didn’t have to invest much. Do you know how long those subs lasted?”
“No, Sir.”
“I think the longest was two months.”
Her eyes widened.
“Not long, right? And do you know why it always ended? I always told myself it was because I didn’t really want anything permanent. Didn’t want a family. But that was only part of it. I was bored.”
“Bored, Sir?”
“Yeah, turns out I don’t want someone who always gives me everything I want. Oh, I’m spoiled and I like to be in control. Don’t get me wrong, I’ll always want to be in charge. I’ll always make the rules and there will definitely be consequences for breaking them. But without someone telling me I’ve gone too far, I could become a bit egotistical.”
This time he thought he saw her lips twitch. “No, Sir, not you.”
