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"Why don't you show me?" I purr, moaning when I feel my fingertip finally tap against my clit. "Fuck, Dex, you're making me drip..."
He gets up, his hand palming his cock as he comes to a stop inches before me.
"On your knees," he demands.
"What about my pussy?" I whine, leaning back on my other hand and showing off to him. "Aren't you going to take care of me?"
"No," he spits out. "I feel like taking advantage."
"So mean to me, Dex..."
"Are you really surprised?" He licks his lips, making me quiver. "Now shut up and do as you're told."
I slide down to the floor, sitting with my knees spread apart and my eyes glued to his. "What now, Sir?"
"Take my pants off," he growls.
I pull on the legs of his sweatpants and they slide over his hips painfully slowly. Dex tips my chin back with his free hand, the other going against the wall as he leans back. Slowly, his fingers migrate from my face to my hair, gathering my dark mane into his fist and pulling me dangerously close to where his navel is being more and more exposed.
I come face-to-face with his happy trail, like an arrow leading down to what I need most. I struggle pulling down his pants and then they give suddenly, his cock breaking free and slapping my face. I whisper his name, but Dex cups the back of my neck and grabs his cock at the base.
"Want it?" He points the tip at my lips and I shake as I look up at him. I can lie to Dex, but I sure as fuck can't lie to myself, and I'm quickly realizing he's still the one who holds all the power here. I may have plans of my own, but I can't help his wicked charm. Every single time, he gets the better of me. I nod eagerly, licking my lips.
"Then beg for it. Ask Sir nicely. Ask for my cock in your mouth." I groan but he tugs on my hair without remorse, making me cry out. "Don't fucking hesitate, toy. Beg. Suck. Beg. Suck."
"Fuck," I whisper. "Please, can I have it in my mouth?"
"You know how to ask better than that," he smirks. "At least pretend like you're trying for me, slut."
"Please, Sir..." I flush using the word I'd resisted to wildly at first. "Can I... can I have it in my mouth? Can I suck it better for you? Can I get all your cum, please, Dexter... please?"
His eyes glitter with dark pleasure and he presses the tip of his cock against my lips. His precum smears over my mouth and I suck him in greedily, but the moment I do, he pulls back again, not letting me have another taste.
"Taste it," he tells me. "Tell me how much you love it."
With my eyes on his, I extended my tongue and lick the slit in his cock again and again. I lick, almost forgetting to breathe as I fill myself with his taste, feeling greedier than ever.
"You taste so good, Dex," I whisper. "You taste different than all the others..."
He tugs on my hair, a silent warning. But the sick part of me wants to keep pushing. I want him to feel hurt, to stab that knife right into his back.
"Easton's was sweeter," I purr. "But-"
He pulls me up by my hair, his face an expression of pure rage as he slams me against the opposite wall. "Don't forget yourself, toy."
"Or else what?" I snap back.
"Or else suffer the consequences." He eyes my dress - two hu
ndred thousand at Net-A-Porter, thank you very much - then reaches for the neckline and rips it down the middle. I shriek, but he pays it no mind, throwing the remnants of my beautiful outfit to the ground. I shiver before him in nothing but a silky bra then, feeling the impact of his anger and hoping, so desperately hoping I can push him even further. "See what you make me do, my pretty toy? You make me break all the rules... And if you don't watch out, I'll break you, too."
"Again?"
"Again." He slams his hips into mine. "And again. And fucking again."
Dexter grabs my neck from the front. I can tell how hard he's working to control himself from how firmly but gently he grips my throat between his fingers, and I swallow as he presses his forehead against mine.
"You want that, Pandora? You want me to break you again? That's why you came here, isn't it?" I don't answer, turning my head to the side, but he forces it back by grabbing my chin. "Tell me the truth right now."
