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We got home, and he poured us some wine before heading to the bedroom to rid ourselves of the restrictive clothing. He shrugged his suit coat off while I removed the opal jewelry Dina had gifted her bridesmaids.
“Can you help me with the bodice?” I asked, turning my back to him. I’d kept the ridiculous heels on and stepped out of the bunch of material that pooled at my feet a few seconds later, my breasts all but sighing in relief over the loss of the tight corset-type top.
Micah groaned and ran his hands down over my satin-covered ass cheek, nuzzling my neck. “I’ve been so hard for you all fucking day long.”
I arched my back and wound my fingers into his hair as his hands slid up over my stomach to palm my breasts. He rolled and pinched my hard nipples, sending zings of need to my clit. My panties a soaking mess, I rubbed my ass against his upper thighs, and his cock jerked against my lower back.
“Are you wet for me?” he murmured over my ear.
“God, yes. Always.”
He reached between my legs and cupped my pussy through my panties. “Take these off so I can see.”
I stepped forward, my heartbeat pounding in my ears. Gaze on his face, I slipped my thumbs beneath the sides of my panties and pushed them down. I bent down to take them all the way off and continued sinking straight to my legs, kneeling in front of him, hands clasped and head bowed without being asked.
His sharp intake of breath filled me with the most intense joy that tears stung my eyes.
“Jasmine?”
“I’m yours—Master,” I breathed the title he’d been craving even though he hadn’t admitted to it. His eyes had told me, and I’d listened. Prepared myself in every way that I could. I trusted him for the rest.
A deep groan rumbled in his chest. “You’re sure?”
“Yes.” I lifted my head to peer up at the man who had changed my hopes for the future. The love of my life. “I want you, Micah. Every dark recess of your mind. If something proves to be too much, I promise to tell you to stop, and we can try again another day.”
He straightened, his eyes emanating a look I’d never seen before, one of impassioned power and control.
Wetness oozed from my pussy to smear between my thighs, and I bit my lower lip as need shivered over my skin.
Without a word, he unbuttoned his slacks and pushed them to his knees, releasing his long, thick cock.
My mouth watered, and I licked my lips.
“Be a sweet little lamb and suck me.”
A tremor rippled through me at his command that brooked no argument. I crawled forward and rose onto my knees before him. Pre-cum glistened at the tip as he held his cock out.
I lapped the saltiness from him and closed my mouth over the head, sliding down as far as I could.
He groaned and grasped my head with both hands. “Deeper.” His voice rumbled as he nudged against the back of my throat.
I lifted my gaze and relaxed, allowing him to slide in like we’d been practicing.
“Just like that.” His drawn-up balls tapped my chin. “Fuck, Jasmine, I’m inside your fucking throat. Goddamn.”
He held me still and backed out, his silky heat caressing my tongue and lips, and I moaned my need. “I’m going to make you feel so good.”
I whimpered, thinking for sure I would come without him even touching me. My breasts felt heavy, my nipples tight. Wetness smeared over my labia, and my clit ached. I rubbed my thighs together as he slid in to the hilt again, groaning.
“You like having my cock deep in your throat?”
“Mmm,” I hummed my agreement, and he cursed again, pulling all the way out of my mouth.
“On the bed, minx,” he said, kicking off his shoes and shoving down his pants.
I rose to totter in my heels with as much grace as my shaking body could muster, but rather than doing as he said, I rounded the footboard and pulled the goodie bag from beneath.
Another sharp inhale from him lifted my gaze as I returned to stand in front of him, black bag held out in offering.
