Page 8 of For the Sub

How perfect you are. “Should I get you off?”

“It’s your choice, Sir.”

“Of course it is.” He slid his finger deeper before easing out.

With a rhythmic, rocking motion, he increased the frequency of his thrusts. “Which is why you’re going to wait for permission.”

Though she whimpered, she didn’t argue.

You’re so damn hot.

Her pussy tightened around his finger, and she moved as much as the bar permitted, encouraging him to put more pressure on her clit.

Wanting to please her, he followed her lead.

“I’d like to come, Sir.”

“I’m sure you would,” he said in soothing tones at odds with the way he stimulated her, turning her sweet whimpers into groans.

“Sir, I’m going to come.”

“Not yet, you’re not.”

“Master Niles, I’m begging you to either let me come, or stop now, Sir. At least”—she dragged in rapid breaths—“slow down.”

With a grin, enjoying the hell out of this, he continued his relentless torment.

“Damn, Sir…”

Her beautiful pussy walls all but convulsed around his finger. How was it he’d never scened with her before?

“This is a taste of what’s to come, pretty sub…” Without further warning, he moved his hand to sting her pussy with a quick slap.

“Master Niles!”

Instantly, jerking her hips, she came.

Hell, yes.

Brandy continued to tremble, and he placed one palm behind her and another on her abdomen to steady her.

A fine sheen of perspiration dotted her chest as she struggled for air.

“You’re absolutely exquisite.”

Once she shook her head to clear it, she smiled. “Thank you, Sir. But I’m afraid I orgasmed without permission.”

“Now I have a reason to punish you. Wouldn’t you agree?”

Chapter Two

“Punish?” she echoed. “That’s not fair! You made me come, which makes you a fiend, Sir.”

“We’ll add disrespect to your list of transgressions, shall we?”

Drawing her eyebrows together, she protested, “But, Sir—”

“Along with arguing.”

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