“The safe word won’t work if you’ve got your hand on my throat. If I knock on the wall three times, that means stop.”
“Got it. Anything else?”
“Yes. But we’ll get to that later,” I smiled at him, knowing that as good as this was going to be, showing him what we could really do would be even better.
With his free hand, he yanked mine from his wrist, grabbed my other hand and pinned them above my head. “Do you like that, Belle?”
“Yes.” The word came out as a breathy shudder and as hot as I’d been before, trapping my arms turned it up tenfold.
“And how about this? Do you like it when I touch your tight little cunt like this?”
I couldn’t answer, just gasp and moan as his fingers drew maddening circles around my clit.
“Answer me, Belle,” a harsh edge to his tone as he flicked across my clit hard enough to be the perfect mix of pleasure and pain.
“Ooooooo! Yes!”
“Yes what?” he pulled his fingers away. A tiny punishment for the wrong answer.
I knew he’d be an incredible Dom.
“Yes, I like it when you touch my tight little cunt like that. Please, don’t stop.” I wiggled my hips toward him, and he rewarded my correct answer with two fingers deep inside me. He curled them upward, toward my belly button, but didn’t push them in and out like most. Instead, he finger fucked me with an up and down motion which kept constant pressure on my g-spot.
My eyes rolled up and I screamed as he gave me the quickest climax I’d ever had.
“Did you like that?” He asked when my legs stopped shaking.
“Yes,” I said nodding.
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, sir,” I replied with a lazy smile.
“Uh-uh,” he said shaking his head.
My stomach dropped in a delicious way. This sexy, amazing, gorgeous guy who was also an incredible natural Dom wanted me to call him the highest honorific there was. It turned me on like nothing else could. “Yes, Master.” I whispered the words to him and was rewarded with a dazzling smile.
Chapter Six
Aiden
I swear to Christ I almost came in my pants when she said it. I yanked at my zipper, freeing my rock hard cock and rubbed the length between her slick pussy lips. “Do you like that?” I asked, tapping the head on her swollen clit.
She nodded and let out the sweetest, sexiest moan I’d ever heard.
The sound made me even harder but it wasn’t the right answer.
I squeezed her wrists sharply, making Belle gasp as her eyes flew open. “Yes, Master, I like it very much.”
“Tell me what you want me to do, Belle.” I brushed the head of my cock against her soaked opening, pressing just the slightest bit into her.
“Please,” she said, scooting herself closer to me.
I pulled away. I wanted to hear it. I loved hearing it.
She rocked her hips and arched her back trying to get more. “Please,” she said again.
I squeezed her wrists even harder. “Tell me what I want to hear, Belle,” I growled.