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Though I haven’t been around a lot of men—let alone been intimate with them like Theo and I are—I’d like to think I understand a thing or two about sexuality.
Theo doesn’t chase his release for the sake of finishing. His darkness shows. His secret desires loom around him, sparkling in his black eyes.
He’s getting off on dominating me. On making me squirm. I bend to his will, and he asks for more, barking orders soIcome.
So I’ll delve into my own kinks, peel another layer of myself for him.
A total stranger.
I want to.
“Understand?” he asks, his voice terse.
But I can’t deny that his roughness intimidates a small part of me. And the fact that I see him being turned on by it as well?
I’m not sure how I feel about it. I have no guarantee it won’t escalate.
…And I like it too.
I…trust him.
“Okay.”
My gut tells me that my whispered consent is the last one he’ll ask for today.
Theo’s thumbs slide deeper into my entrance, the pads stroking reverently along the curve of my slit.
“You have a beautiful vulva, Ms. Bishop. Every part of it is absolutely beautiful.”
Wetness drips down my ass crack and onto the paper beneath my body. He uses medical terms while caressing me so obscenely.
The dissonance spreads fire across my cheeks. Theo’s probing and staring sparks shame that rakes through me, making me want to both crumble into a ball and hide for eternity and give myself to him.
“Or Prue?” Theo removes one of his hands to wrinkle the paper under my ass and wipes my back door hole of my juices. “Can we be on a first-name basis here, too?”
Theo doesn’t seek consent in his question. He’s reminding me where we are, just like he does when he cleans me as if it’s a part of his job. Like he’s not aroused by it.
He’s reminding me of this game. Of a doctor in a power position. Of a patient in a helpless one.
Why is it this gosh darn sexy?
No. Not gosh darn. With Theo rubbing the inside of my pussy, I pretty much lost the right to play modest.
Theo is goddamn, fucking, absolutely sexy.
There, I said it.
He’s freaking sexy.
Hot and overwhelming.
And turning this role play into something entirely too real.
I don’t breathe. I don’t even think that my heart’s beating anymore.
He clears his throat. He definitely wants to bark out words, I can sense it. But we’re in this doctor-patient game, and his disapproving growl is all I get.
“Prue works.” My head thrashes back involuntarily when he presses his second thumb back to my opening.
