Page 37 of Possessive Ink

My chest is heaving, my limbs shaky and weak as I force my eyes open, lift my head, and stare at the man who just made me come so hard it felt like an out-of-body experience. “What was that?” I croak.

Smirking, he lifts something yellow into the air.

“Is that a…lemon?” I question, my voice weak.

Turning it in his fingers, he shows it to me. It’s bright yellow and shaped and textured like a lemon, only one end is hollow with a circular opening.

“That’s what was…sucking?” I question.

He nods. “It sucks and has an air massager in there too.”

“And it’s shaped like a lemon.” I giggle.

“Yep. It was named just for you, which is good considering you liked it so much.”

“Oh my god,” I blurt, my chest still heaving as an uncontrollable giggle slips from my lips.

Instead of stripping down and filling me with his cock, Atticus crawls onto the bed beside me, running his fingers over my belly and ribs and up to my breasts that are jiggling with my giggles.

“It works here too,” he says, slipping the toy over my nipple and making me suck in a shocked breath when it immediately tugs at my sensitive peak.

“Oh fuck,” I gasp, a surge of surprising arousal zinging low in my belly.

“Do you think you could come just from me using this on your nipples?” he rasps lowly, the sound of his voice mixing with the sensation sucking at my breast and making me inhale sharply.

“Normally, I’d say no, but you seem to be able to make me do things I’ve never managed to do before,” I pant.

SEVEN

ATTICUS

She’s fucking adorable like this, all flustered and at my mercy, but as much as I want to tease more orgasms from her, we really do have to get cleaned up and make dinner.

Now that I have her here for the next few days, I can take my time showing her who I am and what I like. And in turn I’ll learn who she is and how I can please her. Despite the general consensus, sexually dominant people aren’t usually greedy for their own pleasure above their partners’.

I’m a pleasure Dom. I get turned on by seeing my partner receive pleasure. Watching her come is almost as good as coming myself, and while I love fucking a woman until she’s a satisfied pile of goo, I’m as content to watch her scream herself hoarse.

I enjoy having the power to give her more than she likely would have taken for herself. I enjoy pushing her to her limits and watching her tumble past them. And maybe one day I’ll enjoy forcing her to accept more pleasure than she’s prepared for, all because I decide to give it to her.

Even without looking, I know her clit is engorged and swollen from the lemon toy I used on her, and if I continue to hold it on her nipples for any length of time, they’ll swell and elongate too. But unfortunately, right now, I don’t have the time to worship her as thoroughly as I want to. Reluctantly, I turn off the toy and gently move it away from her nipple, fighting back my smile when she pouts adorably at me like an angry kitten.

“We need to get ready. My sister will be here soon, and I haven’t even started dinner,” I admit softly.

“But…” she starts, her gaze dropping to the bulge beneath my sweats that I’m not bothering to try to hide.

“If you can stay awake long enough after Tori leaves, we can play again later,” I suggest, leaning down and sucking her nipple between my lips.

Releasing her breast with a pop, I enjoy the sound of her frustrated groan as I sit up and hold out my hands to her. When she places her fingers on mine, I tug her off the end of the bed, then lead her into the bathroom, using the digital control on the wall to start the shower.

Steam quickly fills the room, and I strip my clothes off and drop them into the hamper. Tugging Lemon beneath the shower with me, I watch as her blonde hair darkens as the water coats her skin. This is the first time I’ve ever showered with another person. In the past, I’ve always thought that sharing a shower would be crowded and uncomfortable, but despite my shower being significantly larger than a standard size one, I’m enjoying having her slippery body only inches away from mine.

The enormous rainfall showerhead is big enough that we’re both beneath the water, but instead of actually getting clean, I can’t drag my eyes away from her and how fucking perfect her lush, curvy body is.

Fully dressed, she’s gorgeous, but naked, she’s fucking perfection, and it takes all of my self-control not to pin her to the wall and fuck her until she’s screaming around my cock. Maybe later after my sister leaves, I’ll bring her back in here and have her press her full round tits against the glass while I make her tease her clit with the removable showerhead my designer convinced me to have installed.

Ignoring my hard cock, I reach for the soap and offer it to her, watching as she covers herself in soapy bubbles. Swapping the soap for a bottle of shampoo, I stare enthralled while she closes her eyes and tips her head back, massaging her fingers into her scalp as the water washes the shampoo from her hair.

With her arms above her head and her neck arched, my gaze lands on the collar I fastened around her throat earlier. I hadn’t planned to do it, but the moment I had her naked and kneeling at my feet, I couldn’t not.