Silently, I watched as her pink tongue peeked out to wet her lower lip, biting it lightly before speaking, “Sir, I have a confession.”
Maybe I’d have a chance to administer that punishment after all. “Go on.”
“Since our last meeting, my orgasms have belonged exclusively to you.”
Groaning, I closed my eyes. Not only did it dispel any concern I had about her sneaking down here without me, it was also an admission that she hadn’t pleasured herself in all that time. Lucy’s confession was aimed at pleasing me, and I’d never been more pleased with a submissive than I was at that very moment.
Cupping her cheek, I nearly whispered, “That’s a good girl.”
Lucy’s eyes fluttered shut at my words, and a moan slipped from her lips. Most subs enjoyed praise, but her reaction was so erotic that I found myself needing release, or I wouldn’t be able to play her body properly—I couldn’t think past the cloud of lust to adequately worship her in the way she deserved.
With that thought in mind, I growled, “Down on your knees. I want to watch my good girl suck my cock.”
Satisfaction coursed through my veins as I watched her breathing hitch and the pulse point at the base of her throat flutter due to her increased heart rate; she was excited to please me in this way.
Almost as if in slow motion, Lucy dropped to her knees on the plush carpet. Her tiny hands landed on my belt buckle, but I stopped her by placing mine over hers. Blinking up at me in confusion, there was still one last box to check before we proceeded this evening. “Do you remember your safeword?”
Relief flashed in her blue eyes, and she breathed out, “Red, Sir.”
Removing my hands that halted her progress, I used one to tangle in her hair’s long silky black tresses. “You may proceed.”
It was an exquisite torture to watch as she undid my belt before unbuttoning my suit pants and slowly lowering my zipper. God, I swore she did it so slowly that I could hear each individual tooth of the zipper as it came undone. It was a miracle I could hear anything over the roaring rush of blood in my ears.
With my pants undone, my erection pushed through the fly, still contained within my boxer briefs. I hissed when Lucy’s soft hand grazed the waistband, dipping inside to grip the throbbing flesh. Closing my eyes, I threw my head back, reveling in the sensation.
A rush of cool air met with my heated skin, and I forced my eyes open to look down at Lucy as she came face-to-face with my aching cock. Seeing her on her knees before me was so overwhelming that I swallowed uncontrollably before forcing out, “Eyes on me.”
God help me, those blue eyes flared, and I knew she was just as turned on by what she was about to do as I was. Without a moment’s hesitation, eyes locked on mine, Lucy parted her perfectly plush lips and wrapped them around my cock. The heat was almost too much to bear, and when she hollowed out her cheeks, creating a vacuum with her mouth, it nearly brought me to my knees.
Usually, I wasn’t one to take my pleasure before my submissives, but I’d make it up to her before the night was done.
Lucy was gorgeous as she moved over my length, never breaking eye contact. It took every ounce of my willpower not to close my eyes and give myself over to the pleasure her mouth provided.
Unlike her, I hadn’t been a saint. More often than I cared to admit, I gave myself a helping hand in the shower, but nothing compared to this.
Watching her added to the mounting pressure I felt building in my balls, seeing her hips shifting to relieve the ache between her own thighs. Then she moaned around my shaft, and I couldn’t stop the explosion. I didn’t know it was possible to have the breath stolen from your lungs while simultaneously having a roar ripped from your chest, but somehow that’s what happened as Lucy’s mouth coaxed the climax from my body while our eyes remained locked.
Goddamn, she was something else.
I was transfixed as her throat worked to swallow every drop, never faltering for a moment. When I had nothing left to give, Lucy’s mouth continued to move along my hypersensitive flesh. The sensations were too much, forcing me to step back, breaking the contact between our two bodies. My chest was heaving, trying to come back down from the high Lucy provided so effortlessly.
There was a give and take within these walls that we couldn’t replicate in our daily lives. It was a damn shame because I was reasonably certain I’d met my match in the bedroom.
Chapter 16
Lucy
Breathless, I stared upat Tony. It was evident he was pleased with me, even as he struggled to breathe. The idea of bringing him to the edge of ecstasy and throwing him over was just as intoxicating as being led to that edge myself. Hearing his sounds of approval from above as his eyes never left mine had slickness coating the insides of my thighs.
He’d kept me waiting for so long, I feared he wouldn’t show—even though he set the time—but I should have known that making me wait was intentional. Anticipation was an essential tool used by Dominants to heighten arousal. As frustrating as it was when you were in the throes of it, there was no denying the efficacy—it worked every time.
My muscles ached from holding my posture perfectly still until the moment he arrived. It felt like hours, but I had no way of telling how long it had actually been. That was all forgotten the moment he commanded that I drop to my knees before him, and I parted my lips to take his cock within my mouth.
Now, my body felt like a live wire; the right touch had the power to send me skyrocketing toward the stars. I hadn’t lied when I told him he still owned my orgasms. There was something that hadn’t felt right about pleasuring myself, even if I had no intention of seeking him out again until Preston invaded my privacy.
No. I wouldn’t think about him here.Hedidn’t belong here—not in my thoughts or reality. This wasmysanctuary, and I wouldn’t allow him to ruin what I had right here and now.
I waited for my next command as I held my position, kneeling on the floor. The silence stretched between us until Tony’s gruff voice finally said, “Stand.”
