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I release my grip on her hair to slide a hand between her thighs, the heat of her cunt burning me through her jeans.
“Gray,” she pleads when I start rubbing her folds, my mouth pulling back from her nipple so I can lavish the other with the same attention.
“Gray… please…”
“Are you begging already? I haven’t even started yet.” I chuckle.
“Please…” She moans, inching closer to me.
“Louder,” I snarl before biting the fullness of her breast. “Beg louder, baby.”
Instead of pleading for mercy, the little devil lets go of my hair and grabs my hard cock in her hands.
“Clothes… off… now!” she commands, squeezing my cock to the point where my precum soaks through my boxers.
I lean back in my seat and tilt my head toward the back.
“Move,” I order, and it’s enough for Zoey to jump into the back seat. I stay impatiently rooted to my spot as she waits for my next command. “If clothes are your problem, then take them off.”
Her face beams with excitement as her fingers start removing each piece of clothing on her small frame. After she strips off her shirt, tank top, and black lace bra, she falls to her knees in the middle of the leather seat like a happy puppy waiting for her treat for being such a good girl.
Fuck, this woman is going to fucking end me with that eager smile.
Satisfied that she’s good and well primed for me, I get out of the car and open the back door to slide in next to her.
“No more hands for you,” I tell her, slipping her belt out of its loops in one fell swoop. “Give me your wrists.”
Pliant and obedient, she follows my instruction to perfection, offering me her wrists.
My girl might love to give me shit every second of every day, but in the bedroom, she offers up all of the control, as if knowing I need to hold on to it to keep sane, especially since everything else in my life, specifically my past, had left me so powerless.
I pull her arms behind her back and fasten the belt around her wrists, making sure it doesn’t bite too deeply into her skin. My little doe might like a bit of pain mixed with her pleasure, but hurting Zoey in any way that might cross over her permitted limit makes me physically ill.
She yearns to be dominated, and I can give her that, but I’ll never hurt her just because I have the power to do so.
Ever so cautiously, I lay Zoey on her back and start taking off her chucks, followed by her socks, and kiss her ankle as I go about it.
“Is this your way of being sweet to me?” She bites her lower lip provocatively.
“We don’t do sweet, remember?” I retort, biting into her calf and gaining a little giggle.
“Then show me what we really like,” she taunts, planting her bare foot on my chest.
I pick it up and start sucking each of her toes, biting them one by one, until her gaze turns heady.
“Stop fucking around and fuck me already,” she mutters breathlessly.
“Is that any way to talk to the man you love?” I counter, but as the words hang in the air between us, their electricity charges me like paddles to a dead heart, and they revive me.
“Say it again,” I order, my voice dropping an octave. “Say it.”
“I love you,” she whispers in earnest. “So much. So fucking much.”
That’s all it takes to make me pull down her jeans and fling them into the front seat. I bend down just so I can get a whiff of her greedy pussy, the smell intoxicating. She wiggles down as best as she can with her body still on top of her arms and arches her back so her dripping cunt is in my face, my name etched on her skin right above it, showcasing whom it belongs to.
“Eat it.” She pants on bated breath.
Mouth watering, I don’t even punish her for her command, and instead do exactly what she wants me to. Ripping the edges of her thong, I discard the useless fabric to the floor and take one long lick.
