Bind Me - Page 77

“Seth?” As the water massages my clit, my fingers try to grip the wall for purchase. I don’t want just the water. I don’t want to just get off.

“What, princess?” His cock nudges my entrance and I suck in a breath. I want him so badly. For him to be a part of me.

“Yes, please,” I whimper. I need him inside me. Fucking me. Filling me. Breaking me apart and putting me back together.

He lifts my leg up against the tile and drives his cock into my pussy while the water continues to stroke my clit. “Yes, what?”

I moan at the feel of him inside me. “Yes, sir.”

He rocks in and out of my pussy as the water does what his tongue can do. With all the foreplay of him washing me, it takes only a few thrusts before I shatter around him, moaning so loud it fills the shower.

He bites my shoulder as he thrusts one last time deep inside me before exploding. My pussy throbs around his pulsating cock. We stay pressed together while we catch our breaths. Just feeling each other. Connected, like he’s part of me now. He puts the sprayer back and kisses me behind my ear.

“Wash your hair, princess.”

I’m going to be so late to work, but when the boss tells you to do something, you do it. He quickly washes himself before leaving the shower.

“I’ll be back in ten minutes. Meet me in your closet.” His heated eyes scorch over me as he adds, “Naked.”

* * *

My closet is still sparse. I toweled off and dried my hair. I’ll style it after Seth dresses me. Giddiness fills me as I wait for him. I’m not sure why this excites me. It’s such a simple thing. A task I do every day without a lot of thought.

I dress nice for the guys, but it’s just part of my morning routine. Seth is always so well put together. He’s got the air of a guy who appreciates the finer things. I’m not sure if I qualify as one of those finer things, but I want to please him.

The closet door closes quietly behind me. A shiver courses down my back as his warmth surrounds me. I love when they surround me, filling me with lust and need, but there’s something about just one of my guys seducing me that is sensual and perfect.

“Has anyone told you how beautiful your skin is, princess?” His fingertip trails down my arm, leaving sparks of desire in its wake.

“No, sir.”

His other hand slides over my hip and pulls me back against him. My bare flesh presses against his clothed body.

“It’s soft and silky. So pale that even the slightest indent makes a mark.”

He touches where he bit me on my shoulder. While drying my hair, I could see the mark he left. Warmth spread through me at the thought he wanted to claim me in a visual way. Does he like the way it looks on me? Because just seeing it sent a rush through me. Every time it aches today, I’ll remember his cock driving into me as his teeth sank into my shoulder.

I clench my thighs together against the beginning of an ache.

“I like to see my mark on you.” His hands drop from me and he steps back. “Turn around.”

Should I admit I like it too? Or would that reveal too much to him?

Anticipation wells within me as I turn to face him. His blond hair is perfectly styled. He wears a blue dress shirt with silver cuff links. His shirt is tucked into dark gray pants. Wing tip shoes complete the outfit. The blue of his shirt brings out his already intense eyes, making me want to drown in them.

“What we wear in business helps define us.” His gaze flows over me before he opens the dresser and sorts through my panties. He finds a silky black thong. “What we wear under them gives us confidence.”

“This is a business lesson?” I ask softly.

“Always, princess.”

I love this about him. He takes the time to explain why he’s doing this, but it’s also erotic to be dressed by your lover.

He kneels before me and holds the panties out for me to step into. When I do, he draws them up to my hips and steps back with a critical eye.

“Turn.”

I do as he says, helpless to resist his every command. Giving in to him is so easy.