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made breakfast had just been an added bonus.
The clip holding her ponytail in place came next and she stacked her clothes on one of the bar stools slid beneath the counter.
She climbed up on the cleared island and shivered at the cold granite against her palms and lower legs. It didn’t take her long to move to the far edge of the empty space. She stopped with her knees against the edge to be as close to him as possible when he came inside.
The sound of the bike moving into the garage had never turned her on more. She sat back on her haunches, spread her legs wide and placed her hands, palm up, on the tops of her thighs.
Her submissive pose was his favorite. He’d taught her years ago what he liked, and she lived to make him happy.
The back door swung open and bounced off the side wall, and there he stood, backlit by the sun pouring in as if he were an avenging archangel.
Sexy.
Dominant.
She shivered as he closed the door, hung up his keys and stalked closer.
“That’s some list you have there, little girl.” He placed the crumpled half sheet of paper on the counter next to one of her knees and finally took off his sunglasses. His deep brown irises pegged her with more intensity than she’d seen in weeks.
Biting her lip, drew his attention and then he focused on her eyes again.
“Did you like it, Sir?”
One side of his mouth curled up into a smirk. “Fuck. Yes.” He circled the skin on one of her knees with his thumb.
His hands were one of the sexiest things on his body. They were rough. A working-man’s hands.
They could bring her immeasurable pleasure or bring her to tears, strapped to a cross, with nothing but a whip as a tool to play her.
She shivered as he looked down and focused on her bare pussy.
He gazed at her face again and raised an eyebrow.
The giggle she’d had to hide earlier slipped out. “I had her waxed for you yesterday.”
“And not the time of the month obviously. I knew the timing was off.” He ran his knuckles along the side swell of one of her breasts, making her nipples tighten and bead. “Been planning this for a little while, wife of mine? Hands behind your back.”
Her muscles responded with barely a flicker of cognitive reasoning from her head. He was her Master in every sense of the word.
Pain and adrenaline shot into her system as he latched onto both of her nipples. She gritted her teeth, panting. Her hips swiveling in time to the beat of her heart as she processed the pain.
He pinched harder.
“Sir?” she shrieked.
He let go and her abdomen contracted a handful of times as the blood rushed back into the tight tips of her breasts. Slowly, he rolled them between his thumb and first finger. “So. Pretty.”
Joslin caught the scent of his shampoo as he leaned over and licked one of her nipples. “Mmmm,” was the only sound she could make as he kissed and nibbled and tongued first one breast, and then the second. She dug her fingernails into each opposite forearm, reminding herself not to reach for him.
Burying her fingers in his shaggy dark hair sounded very nice but she wanted his approval even more.
With one more lick to each nipple he straightened, towering over her once again.
The look in his eyes.
Fuck.
Dominance came off him in waves, sinking into her pores, her dreams.
She ran her tongue across her bottom lip as she eyed his mouth.
“Want a kiss?”
Her eyes flicked up to his for a second and then they settled on his lips again as she smiled. “Yes Sir.”
“Then you’ll have to earn it for lying to me earlier.”
“But…” She sucked in a breath to argue before she thought better of it, but he cocked an eyebrow at her one more time. She closed her lips, sucking them in past her teeth and she clamped them shut. Nodding seemed the best answer.
He tugged her bottom lip free where she nibbled on it and slid two of his thick digits into her mouth. “Suck them.”
The flavor of his skin exploded across her taste buds and she moaned,
The clip holding her ponytail in place came next and she stacked her clothes on one of the bar stools slid beneath the counter.
She climbed up on the cleared island and shivered at the cold granite against her palms and lower legs. It didn’t take her long to move to the far edge of the empty space. She stopped with her knees against the edge to be as close to him as possible when he came inside.
The sound of the bike moving into the garage had never turned her on more. She sat back on her haunches, spread her legs wide and placed her hands, palm up, on the tops of her thighs.
Her submissive pose was his favorite. He’d taught her years ago what he liked, and she lived to make him happy.
The back door swung open and bounced off the side wall, and there he stood, backlit by the sun pouring in as if he were an avenging archangel.
Sexy.
Dominant.
She shivered as he closed the door, hung up his keys and stalked closer.
“That’s some list you have there, little girl.” He placed the crumpled half sheet of paper on the counter next to one of her knees and finally took off his sunglasses. His deep brown irises pegged her with more intensity than she’d seen in weeks.
Biting her lip, drew his attention and then he focused on her eyes again.
“Did you like it, Sir?”
One side of his mouth curled up into a smirk. “Fuck. Yes.” He circled the skin on one of her knees with his thumb.
His hands were one of the sexiest things on his body. They were rough. A working-man’s hands.
They could bring her immeasurable pleasure or bring her to tears, strapped to a cross, with nothing but a whip as a tool to play her.
She shivered as he looked down and focused on her bare pussy.
He gazed at her face again and raised an eyebrow.
The giggle she’d had to hide earlier slipped out. “I had her waxed for you yesterday.”
“And not the time of the month obviously. I knew the timing was off.” He ran his knuckles along the side swell of one of her breasts, making her nipples tighten and bead. “Been planning this for a little while, wife of mine? Hands behind your back.”
Her muscles responded with barely a flicker of cognitive reasoning from her head. He was her Master in every sense of the word.
Pain and adrenaline shot into her system as he latched onto both of her nipples. She gritted her teeth, panting. Her hips swiveling in time to the beat of her heart as she processed the pain.
He pinched harder.
“Sir?” she shrieked.
He let go and her abdomen contracted a handful of times as the blood rushed back into the tight tips of her breasts. Slowly, he rolled them between his thumb and first finger. “So. Pretty.”
Joslin caught the scent of his shampoo as he leaned over and licked one of her nipples. “Mmmm,” was the only sound she could make as he kissed and nibbled and tongued first one breast, and then the second. She dug her fingernails into each opposite forearm, reminding herself not to reach for him.
Burying her fingers in his shaggy dark hair sounded very nice but she wanted his approval even more.
With one more lick to each nipple he straightened, towering over her once again.
The look in his eyes.
Fuck.
Dominance came off him in waves, sinking into her pores, her dreams.
She ran her tongue across her bottom lip as she eyed his mouth.
“Want a kiss?”
Her eyes flicked up to his for a second and then they settled on his lips again as she smiled. “Yes Sir.”
“Then you’ll have to earn it for lying to me earlier.”
“But…” She sucked in a breath to argue before she thought better of it, but he cocked an eyebrow at her one more time. She closed her lips, sucking them in past her teeth and she clamped them shut. Nodding seemed the best answer.
He tugged her bottom lip free where she nibbled on it and slid two of his thick digits into her mouth. “Suck them.”
The flavor of his skin exploded across her taste buds and she moaned,
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