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“I don’t care. Really”—she pushes her core against my lower stomach—“don’t”—and again—“care.”
I smile against her skin. It’s carnal.
“I won’t hurt you more. I won’t make it worse.” I press her harder into the wall. “But when you’re better, I’ll fuck you the way I want to.”
Nodding, her hands slide in my black strands. She pulls until I look up, and captures my lips. “Okay,” she agrees against my mouth.
I hook my index finger in the heart dangling from the choker Elliot put on her. It tightens around her throat. “I’ll hook a leash to this. I’ll walk you around the house on all fours and plug your gorgeous ass so I can watch a pretty tail swing between your legs when you crawl past me.”
“Fuck,” she pants, grinding the heat between her legs against my abs.
I wrap her hair around my fist, pulling until we’re looking into each other’s eyes, tugging at each other’s heartstrings.
“You remember, Mi Cielo. Right? The things I wanted to do to you.”
She nods, a barely perceptible movement because of how tight my grip is.
“Tell me. Tell me the things you refused me back then.” Pinning her harder with my hips, I slip my free hand beneath the boxers she’s wearing. A guttural groan resonates loudly, and it takes me a second to realize it’s coming from me. “Tell me the things you didn’t want to do then and that make you wet for me now.”
So wet.
My fingers slip through her slickness, finding her entrance. I press the pad of two fingers against it, making her gasp.
“Go on, baby.”
“You said…” She closes her eyes, swallowing thickly. “You said you wanted me at your feet, worshiping you.”
“Open your eyes.”
They snap open, following the order. “What else?” I smile, expectant. Every single word that falls off her lips makes me harder, more desperate for her. I push my fingers a little farther in, teasing her.
“That you would be my master, and I’d be nothing. That my place was on my knees at your feet…ah…please, Ethan…more.”
“Keep going and I’ll give you what you crave. A good little bitch begs her master for pleasure.”
“Oh god,” she moans. “Please…”
“What else did I want?”
“You wanted me to degrade myself for you.”
She’s so unbelievably wet. I’ve never felt her like this, and it takes all of me to not slam into her right this second.
“Yes,” I insist. “You didn’t want that, baby.”
“I’m sorry!” She bucks her hips against my fingers, attempting to push them deeper.
“Don’t be sorry,” I murmur. “You weren’t ready. Do you want it now?”
“Yes. Yes, please.”
Her eyelids drop as I smirk. “How badly?”
“Please, Ethan.”
“What is it you want, Jade?” My voice is sterner as I give my order. “Say it.”
“I want it.” She licks her lips. “The degradation. Please, I want it now. I want to get on my knees for you.”
