“You’re not ready for that yet.And no more questions.Get on your knees.”
She drops to the ground and I pull my tie off and undo the first button on my shirt.Her eyes roam to my erection, which is near eye level for her.
“You’re thirsting for my cock, aren’t you?”
She nods and licks her lips.
I’m slow with the buttons, enjoying her anticipation.
“You can take it deep, can’t you?You wear something slutty like that, you better be ready to take my cock deep in every hole.”
“Yes.”She whimpers the word, doing it again when I thread my fingers into her hair and tug.
I return to my shirt, finishing with the buttons and pulling it off.My undershirt comes off next, and then I unfasten my pants.
Her eyes plead with me as I move my zipper down and slide my pants from my hips until they fall to the floor.When I do the same with my boxer briefs, she looks up at me obediently.
I sit down at the end of the bed and she kneels before me.I bend forward to cup her face and kiss her.When I lean back, she’s breathless.
“Suck,” I tell her.
She licks the tip first, swirling her tongue around it and sucking gently.
“That’s right,” I say in a low tone, my hand in her hair.“Who does this cock belong to?”
She gently wraps her hand around my shaft, her mouth releasing its hold.“Me.”
“You better take good care of it.”
She moans softly and licks her way from the base of my cock to the tip, making me suck air through my teeth.I close my eyes, trying to regain control.
When she takes more of me into her mouth, I groan and tighten my hold on her hair.I let myself have a few long, blissful strokes from her mouth, but then lean back, cupping her chin.
“Stand up.”
She does, and I get up and stand in front of her, bending to kiss her again.I nip at her lower lip and say, “My turn.”
21
Blair
Every nerve ending on my body is firing.My nipples ache against the fabric of the corset and I’m sure I’ve soaked through the crotch of my black satin underwear.
Magnus walks over to the closet and takes something out.In the room’s dim lighting, it takes me a second to make out what it is.
It’s a full-length oval mirror attached to a wood base that matches its frame.My breath hitches as he carries it over in one hand like it weighs nothing.He sets it down several feet from the bed, then goes over to a small table and takes one of the wood chairs, setting it off to the side and slightly in front of the mirror.
My heart isn’t racing with nervousness; it’s excitement.I’m way too turned on to be self-conscious.I’ve been thinking about another night with Magnus since the first one, and the longer I had to wait, the more I ached for him.
“Stand in front of the mirror,” he says, his tone commanding.
I do, and he tilts the movable mirror in its frame until it captures me from head to toe.He stands behind me and moves my hair over one shoulder so it rests on my chest.
Then he puts his hands on me.First, it’s my waist, his lips caressing my exposed ear as he sinks his fingertips into my skin beneath the corset.He moves his mouth down to my neck and I tip my head back, sighing softly.
“Your body was made for my enjoyment,” he murmurs against my skin.“Do everything I say, and you’ll get to enjoy it, too.”
My skin is molten, like I could melt to the floor at any second.He cups my breasts and raises his face from my neck, saying, “Watch.”
