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When he’s finished with this leg, he lowers it so it drapes over the side of the tub. He doesn’t seem to mind that my toes are dripping suds onto the tiled floor. Demyen simply gets up to move back to his original post and resumes bathing me, taking the same sweet time with this leg.
This time, he doesn’t move away when he drapes my leg over the side. He dips the sponge into the water for a brief moment, then smooths it over my waist.
And then dips between my legs.
I bite my lip. Turn my head to the side.
“Look at me.”
I quickly do exactly as he says. The order and my submission resonate in a wave of warmth deep inside me. Demyen seems to notice, because a fire lights up in the backs of his eyes and he presses the sponge firmer against my slit. When he rubs over my sensitive, swollen clit, I let out a pitiful mewl and arch my back in the water.
The devil smiles at me. Wicked. Hungry.
He won’t stop until I break.
I reach down to grab his wrist, but he moves faster and grabs both of mine with his one free hand. He holds them above my head, and this new angle only manages to press me down harder on his wicked sponge.
“I said,Look at me.”
My lashes flutter, but I make the effort to obey. Just the thought of that word—obey—makes me shudder with a surge of pleasure. He smirks as I try to ride it out. I look him in the eyes, chewing my bottom lip so I don’t do something stupid like cry out his name.
Demyen leans in close, so close I can smell that sandalwood again.
“You’re mine.” He flicks the sponge away to cup my whole mound in his hand, squeezing just firm enough to make his point.
Fuck,I want more.
“You’ll do exactly as I say, when I say it. Do you understand?”
When I don’t immediately respond, he kneads the heel of his palm against my clit until my bottom lip pops from between myteeth in another moan. The way he’s holding my wrists together above my head has my torso lifted out of the water, and now, my nipples are tightened almost painfully in the cool air.
“If I tell you to drop to your knees and open your pretty mouth, you do it.” His thumb brushes over that bundle of nerves and pinches just enough to make me whimper and nod. “If I tell you to bend over my fucking desk and spread your legs, you do it.” He pushes one, then two, thick fingers inside me, holding there. “Anytime, anywhere, you will do exactly as I say and you will take whatever I fucking give you until I’m done. UntilIsay I’m done.”
I whimper again. I nod, and nod, and nod some more.
His gaze burns into mine; his mouth is so close, I can almost taste him. Iwantto taste him. I want to feel him surround me, fill me, own me.
“And when I give you my word, you’ll fucking believe it. Understood?”
I nod again. “Yes, sir,” rushes from me in a surprising gasp, punctuated by my own inner squeeze around his fingers.
A flicker of surprise, then dark delight, pools in his eyes. I watch them drop to my lips; I wait for him to devour me.
But then he pulls away.
His hand abruptly slides out, leaving me on the very edge of the release I need—and I suddenly realize, to my horror, he’s not going to give it to me at all.
Demyen stalks over to his shirt and yanks it back on.
“Oh, and Clara…”
He turns only enough to glare at me over his shoulder.
“Don’t even dare think about touching yourself. I’ll know if you do. And then I won’t be nearly as kind.”
The bathroom door slams shut behind him, leaving me in the cooling bath water to stare up at the ceiling and wonder what the hell just happened.
This time, my limbs are shaking for a whole other reason.
