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She would look even lovelier with her nipples pierced, a delicate chain connecting them. I scrubbed my jaw with my palm as she unfastened and unzipped her jeans, peeling the dense material away. Then she took a deep breath before slowly lowering them past her voluptuous hips. She had the perfect hourglass figure, rounded curves meant for a man to grab onto.
My cock was uncomfortable, throbbing like a son of a bitch against my zipper. While I wanted this to last, I’d need relief soon.
When they were lowered to the floor, she kicked out of them, almost tripping. Her embarrassed laughter floated toward the sky, the nervous skitter adding fuel to my raging hunger. Now she stood in a bra and matching panties. If the light reflected them accurately, the color was a soft pink, a reminder of the baby doll she was.
I wanted to think she’d chosen them with me in mind. She slid her hand in front of her mound, looking away briefly. The intimacy from before was nothing in comparison to being commanded to undress in front of a basic stranger. She raked her other hand through her hair, more nervous than before. Yet the scent of her desire was strong, filtering into my nostrils.
My mouth watered from the thought of feasting on her pretty pink pussy once again.
Alexandra turned around. Then the second I cleared my throat, she froze.
“You will never turn away from me unless you are told to do so. Understood?”
“Yes, sir.” Her movements more awkward, she slowly turned to face me, reaching around her back to unfasten her bra. Then she eased one strap over her shoulder then the other, her eyes never leaving mine.
I nodded in appreciation, hopefully giving her more confidence. She responded with a smile, removing and tossing the bra toward the chair. Now she stood in a thong only and I was ready to rip it off with my teeth.
“Touch yourself for me,” I told her, keeping my tone low and intense.
She stiffened initially, taking several shallow breaths. Then she rolled the tips of her fingers down the side of her neck, stiff and uncertain. I said nothing as she trailed them between her breasts, hesitating before rolling a single finger around her already taut nipple. My pulse was rising, my needs increasing.
“Like this?”
“Just like that.”
As if encouraged, she moved her other hand under her breast, squeezing before toying with her hardened bud.
“Pinch it between your fingers,” I directed, enthused when she did so immediately. Seconds later, she added her other hand, now kneading both breasts as she toyed with her nipples. I could watch her for hours, appreciating a spectacular show, but my hunger was too greedy.
When she rolled the flat of her hand down her stomach, my breath hitched. I was curious how far she’d go. A nervous laugh pushed past her lips as she gyrated her hips to the music coming from inside the house. Her stiffness eased within seconds, allowing her to enjoy the sinful moment.
The second she pressed her fingers against her lace-covered pussy, my heartrate sped up even more. As she rubbed herself, filthy images floated into my mind. I also wanted her clit pierced, a tattoo placed in an intimate location indicating she belonged to me. Then my mind drifted to purchasing a cage, the idea creating far too many salacious thoughts.
When she crawled her fingers under the thin elastic of her thong, I held my breath, eager to see how far she’d go. She never blinked as she teased her clit, rubbing gently at first then rougher as pleasure rolled through her. I watched her facial expressions, the shivers coursing through her body until I knew it was enough. I would satisfy her rapture.
“Enough, baby girl.”
A playful look of disappointment crossed her face but she immediately removed her hand.
“Lick your fingers clean for me.”
Now her eyes opened wide but she lifted her arm, staring at her glistening fingers for a few seconds before complying. When she drove them into her mouth, the suckling sound she made excited the hell out me. I hadn’t enjoyed anyone this much in so long, I’d forgotten how much I relished asserting control over someone, both body and soul.
And there was no doubt that she belonged to me.
“Take them off,” I told her, my cock aching to the point of pain.
She smiled and I could sense another round of embarrassment, but she didn’t glance toward the beach worrying about someone seeing her. She lifted her head in defiance as she slipped her fingers under the thin lace, pulling them over her hips then shimmying them to the floor. As soon as she kicked out of them, I sensed a coat of armor falling, revealing her increasing desire. I could also tell she was eagerly awaiting my next command.
“Crawl to me.”
Unlike in my office, she dropped to the deck slowly, her lips pursed and her eyes never leaving mine. As she began to follow my order, I took several breaths. The anticipation of having her in my arms had never been so intense, the dom inside of me still planning on how far I wanted to go with her.
She controlled her actions, still skittish yet able to enjoy the moment, tossing her hair back and forth in another attempt to tease me. It was working, too much so. I could lose myself with her, which was something neither one of us needed. When she was only a few inches away, she stopped, waiting once again for me to tell her what to do.
“Come here.”
The second she crawled between my legs, I closed my eyes, pressing my hand against her head and guiding her face to my thigh. Few would understand how close I felt to her or how calming it was to have utter control of someone in this way. There were no words needed, no actions required, just an understanding passing between us. A moment of power exchange and trust.
