“So, I’m not hurting you, and I don’t believe that you are not enjoying this. You like what I do to you. So, my only answer is that you are getting cold feet. I thought you had more nerve than this, Kirstie.

“A woman who bottles out at her first test is no good to me. You asked me to dominate you. And now, when I do, you argue and tell me to stop. You brought me into this, Kirstie, and I find that I have acquired a taste for Domination. And I want you to submit to me and to enjoy doing it. So…. are you going to submit? Or, are you standing by your safe word?” There is contempt and…. disappointment in his voice.

I lie, panting, trembling from my own disquiet, and the vibe working inside me. My body aches for orgasm….

…. I don’t answer.

“Very well then,” he says, “as you insist.” And within me, the vibe stops and his finger moves away from my clit.

“I don’t want you to stop, I just don’t…”

“You don’t what?” He leans over me, his body pressed against mine. “You have never said that you objected to anything I wanted to do. Do you want to submit to me or not? Either you will do what I ask, or you won’t, and right now, I want to fill you, everywhere you are fillable, and play with your clit until you scream.”

“We’re in public.” But despite my protests, my hips shudder and tremble. I want him inside me.

“We are not in public. Look around you. Do you want me to fuck you or not?”

From my prone position, I scan the parking lot. There are walkers, cars, people passing by, but they are all busy, distracted, elsewhere. “Yes, I want you to fuck me.”

“Then ask me.”

“Please, fuck me.”

“You know that’s not how you ask.”

“Please fuck me, Master.”

“And how do want me to fuck you? Shall I reinsert the vibe?”

“Yes.”

“Then ask me.”

“Please reinsert the vibe, Master.”

“And…”

“Please …. please, get inside me.”

“Inside you? You are asking me to fuck you up the ass? And vibe your cunt? And play with your clit?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Then ask me. You stopped it before. If you want me to start again, then ask me properly.”

“Please, Master, play with my clit, vibe my cunt and fuck my ass…. Please….”

“That’s better.” And once more, the vibe pushes inside me, humming its song to my heated core, and the blunt head of his cock presses in then penetrates deep.

I bite my lip, groaning at the sheer intensity of the sensation. My circled clit, my spasming pussy and the intense pressure against my inner walls from the thick shaft pumping me slowly to the rear.

He plays me, making my body dance to his song. Leaning atop me, his body contours to mine.

How does he do this?

I am aching to come, but all the while, he works me with an exquisite precision that never quite allows me to tip over the edge.

I want to fall wailing into the precipice. My whole body is screaming for it. He whispers, “Do you want to come?”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

is buried in my heat.

come, Ryan. Please, let

me to let

fingers withdraw and he falls still

beg me to let

twitches. I’m breathing so hard that

Master.

caress my clit, the vibe powers up

my world turns white as I

or not, uncontrollably, I scream. His hand claps around my mouth, blocking the sound as I convulse and

to pulsing euphoria. Racked by the sheer volcanic vehemence of the climax, I spasm and jerk, powerless to regain control of my own body. My heart yammering, pulse racing, cunt

into me, his hips bucking, breath catching. One hand still sandwiched between my thighs, the other is knotted into my scalp, he jerks my head up and back as climax takes

lie there, two heartbeats hammering through twinned rib

his weight from me. He reaches around, kisses me on the cheek.

my heartbeat still slowing to a

okay?”

I nod.

panties, brushes down my dress to some semblance of respectability. “Would you

“That sounds wonderful.”

*****

it turns out, the group for lunch includes

see Michael enter the restaurant with the jade-eyed redhead on his arm, I hesitate, unsure of her feelings towards me, but she smiles, walking to

*Relief*

“That would be nice.”

dark, although greying, and so overtly Alpha

No!

head unwrapped, woman. He’s

not aggressive or pompous with it though. In my experience, men who behave like that are invariably wannabe Alphas. Haswell carries himself like a lord, with an easy authority that cuts the air. He wears wealth and power like a mantle, unconsciously and taking the two entirely for granted. His manner is courteous

can walk with Kings—nor

her….” he pauses, ever

shake, as does Ryan, but as I set eyes on Elizabeth Haswell, I double-take between her and Charlotte. So does Ryan, staring between one and the

“Everybody goes through that the first time they

you twins, Mrs

“we’re not. But Charlotte and I believe we are related at some level. It’s something we’re working on; to find the family link…. and

to meet you, Beth,” says Ryan, shaking her

the information you supplied.” he begins. “You’ve

lot of

that. And you are certificated to

“That’s right.”

not at such an early stage. How

“Oh, they made us jump through hoops, I can tell you that; but I knew

“Here is the specification for a contract in the new retail complex for which I am inviting you to tender. When you have had the opportunity to study it, let me have your costed offer and we can take it from there. If we find that

hugely. “Thank

“James.”

I’ll be in touch

forward to

envelope,

we were discussing the other

and I’m happy to go through

an eyebrow, but his attention is mainly on the documents

the outside security cameras sent to your laptop as well. That way you

do that

But I notice that thus far, it has been you that has alerted

you want me to

his bottom lip. “I don’t think

not? You trust me enough to do your

upright, his attention now

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