Watch Me - Page 103

“Yes.” Her fingers twitch against her thighs.

“Tell me.” I lean forward, clasping my hands between my knees and looking up at her.

She shifts on her feet, and her cheeks and chest turn pink. “He had me on my knees, sucking his cock while he worked.”

“Did you swallow his cum?”

Her throat works and she nods. “Twice.”

I raise an eyebrow. “And then he fucked you?”

“He bent me over the table. Using his fingers, he fucked my ass, but only penetrated me a little with his cock.” Her eyes met mine. “Seth watched while Blake made me do all the work to get myself off. Then he fucked me.”

I can picture it. Wish I’d been there for that show, but I have her to myself now. I relax back into my chair and steeple my fingers against my lips while I take in her hardened nipples and quickened breaths.

I examine every inch of her as the quiet in the room surrounds us.

She stands uncertainly in front of me. Waiting for me to tell her what to do. Will there be a time when she takes what she wants? She needs to if she wants to succeed in business and in life. When she finds something she wants, she needs to grab on to it with both hands and refuse to let it go.

“Sit on the bed.”

As always, she follows directions beautifully. When will I push her hard enough to fight back? Not truly fight, but resist. Balk. Because sometimes that makes things hotter. The others may like her submissive, but I love her spark, her intelligence.

Sex isn’t just about the physical with me. I want someone real like Madison. Clever. Present.

“Lie down.”

She does, and I walk to the bed to loom over her. Her breasts rise and fall rapidly with her breath as she watches my every move.

“I’m going to tie your hands to the bedposts. The ties won’t be tight, and you’ll still be able to move your arms. This time.”

Her eyes widen at my last words. “Okay.”

I grab a strap that I threaded through a rail above her head and hold out my hand for hers. She gives it to me. This trust she gives us intoxicates me.

“Remember your safe word. Use it if you need to.” I tie her wrist, then step back and drop my shorts onto the ground so I’m naked with her.

I climb onto the bed and straddle her waist. I reach for her other hand and tie it to the other end of the strap. Giving it a quick tug, I smile down at her. She’s stretched out beneath me.

“Is that it?” Her brow furrows.

“Tonight, yes.” I sit above her. My hard cock bobs against my stomach. “Next time we’ll try a blindfold. Then maybe progress to tying your feet.”

She squirms beneath me and licks her lips. “And then?”

Fuck, I can hear the longing in her voice. “Then we play.”

I stroke my hand down her cheek, and she leans into the touch. I trail my hand along her neck, careful not to apply pressure to the bruised skin.

“Tonight, I want you to come when you need to. You don’t need my permission.”

My fingers graze the sides of her breasts and she inhales sharply. Her nipples are so hard they pucker into tight peaks. I pinch them and she moans.

“Have you ever had your tits fucked?” I keep my tone nonchalant.

She has decent sized tits for it. She shakes her head.

I grin and cup her tits together, imagining my cock sliding between them. “I have other plans for tonight, but I want to fuck your tits another time.”