Page 94 of Until I Own You

His teeth raze at the skin of my belly, grabbing, pinching.

I huff.

Seth runs his fingers along my pussy lips.

My hips stutter.

“My plan was to start preparing you for anal tonight,” he groans. “But I changed my mind.”

Anal, Seth has said, will take time. Because it requires preparation. It’s not something I ever considered before Seth became my Dom and we talked about limits.

I trust him with all my heart, but all of this is still so new, so I’m a little nervous.

I’m still marveling at how he fits into my pussy. Not sure how he’ll fit into my ass.

“I want to be inside you, pet. And I want it now,” he growls.

I expect him to throw me down on the bed, pin me down, and use me until he’s had his fill, until I’m practically one with the mattress.

Of course, Seth never fails to surprise me.

He slides his arms around me and pulls me on top of him, my legs straddling his hips. He’s throbbing through his slacks, pressing against me.

Grabbing me by the jaw, Seth turns my face in profile to him. He presses the flat of his tongue against my jaw and licks all the way up to my ear before whispering, “Want to watch you…in this outfit you made for me. I want the best fucking view.”

I whimper through the gag, spit building up at the corners of my lips.

“Are you comfortable?”

I nod.

“Good.”

I love that even through his need, his desperation to have me, I’m still his number one concern.

Seth releases me, dropping back onto the bed. “Give me what I want, Bridget.”

I reach down to the closure on his pants, touch the button.

My hands are close to shaking.

Any time Seth gives me permission to touch him, it feels like a bit of a test. To see if I’m handling myself well.

“Go on.”

I unbutton and unzip and release and holy fuck…

“Stroke me.”

I grab his dick.

It is hot, the head red and throbbing.

I move my hand up and down the shaft, slow at first.

He grows impossibly harder with each movement.

His thighs tighten too.

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