Page 16 of Dark Prince

My hand drifts down. The coarseness of the hair just above her womanhood greets me, and I move over it to the warmth between her thighs.

She gasps again as I touch her. I love the position I’m in, her pleasure at my total control. It’s impossible to resist leaning down and kissing her again, feeling her tongue flick against mine as she moans.

I spread her lips and tease her clit, her eyes opening and flashing again before wincing shut with pleasure. Maura’s right where I want her, and I decide it’s the perfect time to introduce her to my predilections.

To begin the process, I stop touching her, holding my hand still right over her sensitive nub. When she realizes what’s going on, she opens her eyes slowly. Confusion paints her gorgeous features.

“Something wrong?”

“Not at all.”

“Then why did you stop?” She bucks her hips up a bit as if trying to restart the process.

“Because now’s as good a time as ever to lay down some ground rules.”

“There are rules?”

I grin. “Informal ones, but rules nonetheless.”

She licks her lips, her brow furrowing a bit, a playful gleam in her eyes. “What kind of rules?”

I move my hand over her belly as I begin to speak; her body is irresistible.

“I’m a man used to being in charge. That doesn’t end in the bedroom. Here, between these sheets, you’re mine. And you do as I say, understood?”

She lies still, her eyes wide, as if she doesn’t know quite how to respond to what I’ve just told her.

I realize a little more clarification is in order. I decide to start simply, to ease her into it.

“Firstly, in the bedroom, my name is not Luk. It’s Sir. Do you understand?”

She nods slowly. “Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, Sir.”

My cock twitches at her words, the small step she’s taken in giving herself over to me.

“Next, you only come when I say you can come. Is that understood?”

Her eyes flash. I can’t quite tell if she’s scared, excited, or a little of both.

“You want me to ask permission?”

I chuckle, reaching forward and taking her face in my hand. I lean in and kiss her hard, her lips parting, her tongue finding mine. I back away slowly, letting the kiss wash over her, allowing it to make the argument for me.

“That’s exactly what I want.”

She shudders, and I can tell that it’s a shudder of delight.

“Take hold of me.” It’s a simple request, one to ease her into the process further. She complies, opening my belt and zipper and pulling down the top few inches of my boxer briefs. I’m as hard as it gets, my cock springing into her hand.

“Stroke me.”

She does as I ask. Maura’s slender fingers wrap around me, moving up and down, up and down. I close my eyes, focusing on her soft touch against my length.

“Good. Now, come here.”

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