Page 6 of The Accidental Pleasure Dom

“Um, Bella. For tonight, it’s Bella.”

“Bella.” He gives a half smile, still caressing the leather whip. “What is it you want from me, little Bella?”

“I, um, have a list of things I want,” I say in a rush of words that all blend together.

“And your safe word?”

I blink at him.

He moves closer, pulling me into his chest.

“Have you picked a safe word yet, Bella?” His rich voice caresses my ear, causing goosebumps to spread across my body. A hint of an accent plays across his words, especially when he calls me Bella.

It’s not my real name, but it’s close enough for me to pretend this is real and not the fantasy I came here for.

His scent attacks my senses, a spicy mix of man and whiskey with a hint of leather from the adult toys hanging on the wall.

The feel of the leather strap sliding up my leg causes a flare of heat in my core in anticipation of where it will stop.

His hand stills, as if reading my thoughts, making the leather strap sway lightly against my leg, increasing the goosebumps on my body.

“One word, Bella, that’s all I need before I continue to give you pleasure. The next time you say that word, I will stop, and this will be over. We will leave and go our separate ways. But I need to hear that word now.”

My body shivers at the force of his words and at the anticipation of the pleasure he is offering.

“Sorry, Dom,” I whisper, for that is who he is. Tonight, he is my Pleasure Dom, and I am his Bella—two strangers living out my fantasy for one night.

“Pepper. My Safeword is pepper.”

“Ah, like a bell pepper. How fitting.” He smiles against my cheek, and the leather strap begins to make its way further up my leg to my thigh as his other arm pulls my back tighter to his chest. I gasp at how large he feels against my backside. I’m not sure he is going to fit inside of me.

He must sense my hesitation. “We don’t have to do this if you don’t want Bella. We can stop now. You can walk through that door, return to your normal life, and forget we ever met.” His hand slowly runs down my side in a caress filled with regret.

Spinning around to face him, I grab his hand and bring it to my chest, “No, I want to do this…with you.” My heart races as my eyes search his face in a silent plea to continue our game.

“Very well, Bella, we will do this, but at any time you want to stop, you need to say pepper.” Taking my chin in his hand, he continues, “I will not see you hurt, but I want to please you. Now show me this list of yours, your pleasure list.”

Reluctantly, I step out of his touch. I reach into my purse with shaky hands and pull out my list, the list of every dirty thing I want to do to him and have him do to me, well everything a virgin like me can imagine.

I hand my list to Dom, and our fingers brush lightly, which causes another flare of heat to my core.

Unfolding the list, he gazes at it with a raised eyebrow. “Bella, I didn’t realize you were such a naughty girl.” He taps his finger to his chin, “Where to begin.”

“Can we start with a kiss?” I meet his gaze, biting my lip, nervous about his response. What if he doesn’t want to kiss me? What if he just wants to get me off and then leave?

“As you wish, little one.” He brushes his hand across my cheek, placing his hand behind my head and cradling it before gently pulling me to him. His lips crash into mine, causing me to gasp. He takes the opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth, coaxing a groan out of me. I’ve never felt this dominated before.

He slips my dress over my head, leaving me naked except for my tiny white lace panties. The urge to cover myself is strong, but I fight it, waiting for Dom’s response.

“Beautiful.” With one hand behind my head and one on my breast, he pulls me in for a kiss. The hand that was on my breast works its way down my body in feather-light touches, finally landing on my panty-clad pussy.

He breaks our kiss and whispers against my lips, “These need to go.” My lust-filled brain can’t comprehend what he is talking about until I feel a pull on my panties and hear the rip of fabric as he tears them from me. Bringing my panties to his nose, he inhales deeply, “You smell delicious. I bet you taste just as good.” He tucks my panties into his pants pocket before gently laying me on the bed and working his shoulders between my thighs.

The first lick of his tongue hits my clit, immediately sending a throbbing pulse through my pussy. My eyes roll back in response to the sheer pleasure racing through my body. I had no idea this would feel so incredible.

He inserts a finger into my pussy, “Fuck, Bella, your pussy is so tight I can barely get one finger inside you. Is your boyfriend’s cock so small it can’t even stretch you, can’t even make you come because it’s so tiny?” He whispers against my thighs, causing my body to shiver in response.

“No-no boyfriend.” I moan, raising my hips to meet the shallow thrusts of his finger.

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