Page 44 of If I Were Yours

She arches into me, opening up to my touch. “I don’t know,” she says in a breathy voice.

I turn up the vibrations, and her hips start moving in circles, tiny moans slipping from her lips.

“I love watching you squirm with need,” I say, pressing a featherlight kiss behind her ear, making a shudder roll through her body. “So I think I’ll do just that. You’re welcome to watch the movie in the meantime.”

I press the button that turns the vibrations back down and relish the soft mewl she lets out.

I prop my head on my elbow to get a better view of her face. Her eyes are glazed with need, but after a while, she seems to accept the gentle vibrations, and her focus gathers on the screen.

So I press the remote again. Three times on the plus button. I don’t say a word. I simply watch her as she tries to fight the sensation, clearly knowing she won’t get to come. But I make sure she can’t ignore them. With another push on the button, I make her wriggle against me, her eyes closing hard and her tongue darting out to dance over her lips repeatedly.

I want to lean down and claim her mouth in a deep kiss, but I know if I do, I won’t be able to hold back, and I want her desperate and begging when I take her.

So I turn the vibrations back down and keep going like this, turning up the intensity whenever she finds a little rest and turning it back down when she becomes too eager. With each time I lower the vibrations, she becomes more frustrated. She tries to hide it, being the good little sub she is, but finally, she can’t anymore.

“Please touch me,” she begs halfway through the movie, her words laced with breathy need.

“I am touching you.” I gently trail my fingers over her hips, knowing how the light touch will send her desire spiraling even quicker.

“Markus, I can’t take it anymore.”

She jerks to turn around and face me, but I stop her with a firm grip on her hip and a reproachful tone. “Watch the movie.”

She whimpers her displeasure but obeys anyway.

“You’re welcome to touch yourself,” I say without humor.

She immediately starts tugging at the ropes as she tries to reach between her legs. I push the covers off her to enjoy the show and see how she writhes as she tries to buck her hips to angle her pussy up toward her hands. But no matter how much she strains and pulls, she can’t reach.

She’s panting hard when she finally gives up, her cheeks flushed with heat. I turn the vibrations on full high for the first time, and the desperate squeal that escapes her is music to my ears. I let her roll to her back, my eyes raking over her little body as she writhes and squirms.

“Please, Markus. Just… please.” Tears start leaking down her cheeks as she implores me with wide eyes.

And those eyes are my undoing. Primal desire rises in me. I push up on my knees and shove down my pants, keeping my gaze trained on her all the time. Her desperate movements still somewhat as she stares up at me. My dominance settles her. And seeing what it does to her makes my cock painfully hard.

I yank the bullet out. It keeps buzzing as I throw it aside, but I don’t care. All I see are those wide eyes, staring up at me like I’m the master she bows to. I adjust my hard length against her opening and push. Her slick walls welcome me right in, making it so easy to shove straight in to the hilt.

Her loud moan fills the space around us, and I dip my head down to swallow the sound. I plunge my tongue inside her mouth, claiming her in a carnal kiss as I dig my hands into her hair and lift her up.

She keeps moaning, the sounds vibrating in my mouth as I start moving inside her. It doesn’t take long before I feel the telltale contractions of her pussy, and it sends me straight onto the edge with her.

“Come for me,” I demand into her mouth, tightening my grip on her hair as pressure builds in my cock.

My order sends her over, dragging me with her as she squeezes my cock, grabbing onto it with her inner walls like she never wants to let go. I press her tightly to me as the pressure releases and I spill my cum inside her, claiming her in the most carnal way.

“Thank you,” she pants against my mouth as she spasms through the receding orgasm, and I can’t help smiling against her lips.

I’ve never asked her to thank me after an orgasm or a spanking like some Doms do, but I immediately know who she’s gotten it from. And I find that I like it surprisingly much.

“Say that again.” I pull her head back to see the vulnerability in her eyes as she repeats the sweet words.

“Thank you.” Her eyes are unfocused from pleasure and submission.

“Good girl. From now on, I want to hear those words every single time I make you come.”

— CHAPTER 15 —

CLARA

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