“Are you going to help me take it out?”
His heated eyes moved over me, and he said, “Turn around pet.”
I did as he asked, and he pulled the blanket away, flipping up my dress. I groaned when he gently pressed the plug a little further in.
“Damien. Don’t tease me.”
“But you’re so fun to tease. I think this is my favorite pastime.”
“I am not a pastime,” I said menacingly.
“You’re not a pastime,” he conceded, gently pulling the plug out of me. I felt almost empty without it.
He cupped my ass cheek before bringing his hand between my crease, his fingers seeking out the ring of muscle. I closed my eyes, trying to keep the moan from passing through my lips.
He pushed one finger inside me, then pulled out until only the tip of his finger remained, and then pushed it back in once more.
My fists tightened around the sheets when he continued to thrust his finger in and out of me at a steady pace.
Arousal gathered around my pussy, and I could feel it coating the inside of my thighs.
“That’s it, pet. You feel so good around my finger like this,” he gritted out.
My hips moved along with the rhythm he set, trying to get enough of that friction to get me off.
So close.
I was so close. Just a few more …
A pounding ache took residence in my pussy, making it feel heavy with need, and—
I let out a small sound in protest when he pulled out of me completely.
“What are you doing?” I asked. “I was so close.”
He tugged on my hair so that I turned and looked at him. “You’re not in charge, pet.”
“I know that,” I grumbled. I didn’t want to be. I wouldn’t even know where to begin if he gave me so much control.
I found their dominance comforting.
“Good. Open your mouth like the good girl I know you are and let me feed you my cock.”
The muscle between my legs clenched from his words, my mouth watering from the thought.
Damien pulled off my dress and flung it over his shoulders, his dark eyes heated with hunger as he took in my breasts.
“So beautiful,” he murmured, his hands moving to his fly. He unbuckled the pants and shoved them down with his boxer briefs, letting his cock spring free.
I shouldn’t have still been surprised over his size, but I was. He roughly stroked his hard length a few times, and all I could do was lie there and watch him, completely and utterly fascinated.
He moved in closer to me, cupping my cheek with his hand. “Open,” he said softly.
I opened my mouth, and he did what he said he would—he fed me his dick.
I sucked him in and watched as his eyes closed, a look of ecstasy overtaking his face.
I might not be the one in control, but fuck if I didn’t feel powerful, seeing the effect I was able to elicit from such a powerful man.