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“Don’t try me right now,” Daniel murmured in her ear. “My patience is very close to being used up.”
“Your patience or your control?”
His arms tightened around her. “Never doubt my control.”
There was real anger in his words. She winced. Accusing a dominant of losing control was a terrible idea.
“I didn't mean—”
He grabbed her arms and jerked her away from him.
“I’m sorry—”
“Get on the saddle.”
“Daniel.”
He froze, glanced at her. There was real anger, and maybe some hurt, in his expression.
“I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that you aren’t in control. For me…for me, knowing my partner is as affected as I am is really important.”
He nodded, the line between his brows smoothing.
“Maintaining control is important to me,” he said after a moment. He touched her chin. “I want to know more about why it’s important to you.” He leaned in, kissed her forehead. “Later, we’re going to talk.”
“All right.”
He released her and stepped back. Then kept backing up all the way until his legs hit the chair. Shoving the bag out of his way, he sat.
The gas powered torches and landscape lighting left him in shadow, while the blanket where she was standing, and where the Sybian sat, were comparatively well lit. He was a dark outline, a powerful, hidden man who controlled her…treasured her.
Called her slut and whore, but made her feel beloved. Called her “lover.”
“On the saddle,” he commanded.
With a submissive nod, she obeyed, stepping over to straddle it, then sinking to her knees.
The mushroom dildo—as she was now calling it in her head—bumped against the plug and she hissed in reaction to the unexpected stimulus.
“Lift your arms. Fingers behind your head the way you had them before.”
She glanced up, mouth opening to protest that she needed her arms, needed to brace herself in order to work the mushroom shaped dildo into her vagina.
He caught her gaze, raising a brow while a slight smile played on his lips. He knew exactly what he was asking her to do, and how difficult it would be.
Autumn raised her arms, thighs muscles tensed to keep her balance.
“Oh, and one more thing.”
Daniel slid down off the bench, kneeling on the blanket facing her. “You are going to tell me what you’re doing. I won’t be able to see it when the attachment slips into your pussy, so you’ll tell me.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Controller in hand, he returned to the bench, but this time stayed leaning forward, elbows on his knees.
“Work your cunt onto the toy,” he commanded.
Autumn leaned forward and wiggled her hips until she felt the blunt tip. Slowly, so she wouldn’t lose her balance, she rubbed her pussy against it, until the rounded head was between her labia. She rose, enough that she could rub her clit against it a few times. She nearly came, and quickly stopped herself, canting her pelvis so the toy slid up the wet valley of her pussy to her entrance.
