Make Me, Sir (Doms of Decadence 5) - Page 49

He felt safe grinning since she wasn’t looking at him. He gave her a sharp smack.

“Ow.” She turned to glare at him over her shoulder. “What was that for?”

He raised an eyebrow, keeping his face stern. “Yes, I remember. Brat.”

“Sorry.” Her face grew anxious.

“I didn’t say you had to apologize.” He rubbed his hand over her ass. Then gave it another smack. Damn, this was satisfying. “This is for moving from where I put you.”

Smack! He rubbed the heat in. Smack. Rub. Damn, her ass was spectacular.

“Okay?”

“Yes, Sir. Although, I think telling me to stay where you put me is a bit sexist.”

“Not about sex. About safety. And submission. You obey me.”

“You’re a caveman.”

There was a breathless note to her voice, and he reached down to swipe his fingers through her wet folds. She was enjoying this.

He pulled back and gave her three smack, one after the other. Then he paused again, savoring the moment. He squeezed her ass hard.

Smack! Smack!

The last few smacks were given quickly. When he was done, he just rubbed her back lightly for a moment. “Good girl.”

She snorted, and he resisted the urge to grin. Yep, she was a little bratty. But he liked it. That was just Reagan. He turned her over, so she sat on his lap. She grimaced slightly, maneuvering into a more comfortable position with her ass hanging off his lap.

“I always seem to be naked while you’re fully dressed,” she complained.

“What did I say about talking?”

“Oh.” She bit her lip. “I thought that had ended.”

“All right. You can speak freely.” It would probably help build the trust between them if she could ask him what she needed to.

“Can I suck your cock?”

For a moment, he was speechless. When he’d said she could speak freely that wasn’t quite what he’d meant.

“Too blunt?” she asked, looking slightly anxious.

“Nope.”

He flicked her nipple with his thumb, heard her take a deep breath. He did the same to her other nipple. Damn, he couldn’t wait to see her nipples clamped. To fill her pussy with his dick. To claim her.

Shit. He paused, taking a deep breath. He needed to get himself under control.

“No, I wasn't too blunt, or no I can’t suck your cock?”

“No, to both.”

He saw the disappointment in her face and pinched her nipple lightly. “You suck me, and I’ll come. And I want to come in your pussy.”

“Oh.”

Shit. Smooth, man.

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