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ChapterSixteen

Dominik

I stood back and admired the glorious view from my perched position. The diamond-encrusted tip of the vibrating anal plug shimmered with delight as her body succumbed to the sensations.

She dangled from her wrists, determined to get her feet beneath her as she struggled to strengthen her knees. How quickly she caved. How quickly they all caved. And as she bucked her ass back, seeking the kind of friction I wasn’t willing to give her yet, I raked my hands through my hair.

She wanted it, even if she wouldn’t say it.

I admired my handiwork from last night. The imprints of my hands still glowed a soft shade of pink against her skin. I licked my lips as I plucked a blindfold off the wall behind me, and I quickly wrapped it around her eyes. She slid her ass against my cock, and I relished the sensation. What I wouldn’t have given to remove that plug from her tight little hole and stuff her full of myself. But that was a line I never crossed.

I never allowed myself to bury into any of the women at my disposal.

“D-D—Dominik?” Eden asked.

Her knees clattered together as my hand slid down the length of her spine. “You work way too hard to hold it together, you know.”

She swallowed so hard that I heard it. “What—are you going to do to me?”

I chuckled as I kissed the shell of her ear. “I’m going to make you come so hard that you forget your name, Miss Rochere.”

The moan that fell from her lips pulled my hand toward her pussy. I slid my fingers between her thighs, exploring, and stroking, and enjoying how quickly her skin turned different colors for me. I parted her wet pussy folds. I dipped my fingers into her tight, pulsing entrance. I felt her mark coat me as I brought my hand to my lips, and I lapped her taste off my fingers as I stayed in her ear.

“Damn it,” she hissed.

“Would you like a taste?”

I thrust my fingers into her mouth. and the way her tongue wrapped around my digits stiffened my dick. She whimpered down the back of her throat, refusing to moan my name like she had so pleasantly last night. Our encounter was still young, though. I had so much in store for her that evening before we retreated to our bedrooms.

And as I slowly slid my fingers from between her lips, I felt her head move forward. I felt her tongue take one last lick before I backed away.

That’s when I knew I had her.

“Maybe I’ll just stick with this, then,” I whispered against the crook of her neck.

I pushed my hand back between her thighs and instantly found her clit. She parted her legs for me like the best little girl, and I bit into her shoulder as I massaged her swollen mound. Her sounds held me hostage. The way she cursed shivered me to my core. I flicked that sensitive tip of hers, commanding her legs to cave with nothing but the tips of my digits.

It was the ultimate form of control, and she needed to understand who was in control of her on these trips.

“That’s it,” I growled in her ear, “drench me. Soak me in those juices. You’re such a dirty little girl, eager as hell to cave to someone who can take care of your every whim.”

She shook her head. “Mm-mm. Mm-mm. Mm-mm.”

I popped my thumb effortlessly into her pulsing pussy. “You say that now, Miss Rochere, but before I’m done with our little contract, you’ll be begging me for more weekends.”

“Never,” she said breathlessly.

I lapped at the sweat dripping down her neck. “And yet, your entire body says differently. Interesting how that works.”

“Fuck!” she cried out.

She bucked ravenously into my palm as I pulled my entire body away. All she had was my hand, and I watched as her body twisted and turned and moved in any way necessary to seek the end she craved. And just when I felt her about to explode, I pulled myself away.

Watching as she slumped into the cross.

“No, no, no,” she whimpered softly.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I whispered as I stepped back up to her, “now, eat your fill.”

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