Page 23 of Beacon

He lifts me up and places me in front of him. “You’re kidding, right? Please tell me you're kidding, Rosso.”

I shrug my shoulders. “I’m not kidding, but with you, it’s different. I love that part, and with us, it’s exciting.”

“I promise to put you first, Rosso, always.” He kisses my hand, not taking his gaze from mine.

“So, you’ve had to think of it before. What your fantasy is?”

I move my eyes down, away from him, as though I’m ashamed.

“Don’t be like that. I want to give you anything and everything, so just tell me.”

I close my eyes but begin to speak. “I like the idea of public sex and being caught, maybe even watched. I think being tied up is rather kinky, and I’d not trust just anyone to do it. I love watching porn as I’m being fucked from behind. And I want to think of someone as my daddy. Maybe that’s the daddy issues that plague me, but yeah—there it is.”

He tips my head to his line of sight. “First of all, that’s all stuff I can work with. And second, don’t ever be ashamed of your needs and desires, because it’s something we share together. I’m a sexual being, but because you’re it for me, I know I’ll never tire of worshiping your body.”

My cheeks pinken with what he has said. “And honestly, Rosso, your fantasy is so tame compared to mine, but we’ll work you up to that—but only if you want to.”

I don’t have to think of my response. “Oh, I so fucking want to!”

He has permission, and that is very important to Dom. I’m learning a little bit more about his kink each time we’re together, and to say I’m intrigued is an understatement.

He’s off the couch, crossing through the apartment, and to his room. I see him at his dresser drawers, and he takes a couple items out, but it’s not clothing.

“You bring out everything inside of me, Rosso.” He shows me handcuffs and ropes, a blindfold, and even a vibrator. “Does your fantasy include double penetration?”

“Now it does,” I answer, moving closer.

“We’ll work up to that, with a vibrator, another day. But, just so you know, baby, all these toys are new. Things I went out and bought today, knowing I’d ask about your fantasy.”

I’dnotthought about it, and I skip past the idea that he’s been kinky with other girls. Yeah, not going there.

“Strip,” he orders, backing up against the living room wall, his pupils blown, his eyes roaming up and down my body.

I’m slow, my fingers playing with the button of my jeans, and I turn around, to give him a view, pushing down my pants. “Oh, fuck. At least you were out with me tonight.”

I shake my hips, slinging a finger through the thong, working them slowly down my legs. I have a rhythm now, and I toss them at him, turning around. “Red lacy undies that you’re not getting back, my sweet girl.”

“Yeah?” I ask.

“Yeah, but be sure to call me Daddy, since that is what you need, apparently.”

“And will Daddy put me over his knee, if I don’t behave?”

He strips the shirt from his lucky torso and throws it on the floor.

“You bring out everything in me: the caveman, the alpha hole, and fuck, you’re asking me to put you over my knee, my sweet girl.”

“It’ll always be as Daddy wishes.” I wink, adjusting my hands around my back, ready to lose the bra.

Shirtless Dom in a pair of low-slung jeans is sexy; his eyes eat me up and the bulge against his zipper grows.

I let my bra drop to the floor, and I’m naked in front of him. “I want to watch you please yourself with the vibrator, and to see all of you as you fuck your pussy with my toy.”

He walks the toy over and gives it to me, then spreads a blanket on the floor, followed by tossing down a throw pillow. “Start with your clit.”

I get settled on the floor and make some preliminary passes with the vibrator.

“Open up your pussy lips. Let me watch you as your clit becomes engorged.”

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