Page 8 of Power Struggle

One that identically matches one of Addison’s.

Irritation has me growling out a feral as fuck sound. The poor woman directly to my left jumps and spills her champagne down her dress before shooting me a terrified look. Fucking hell. “Shit, sorry,” I murmur, palming the back of my neck uncomfortably.

Before I can do anything, like stupidly cleaning up the spill like a creep, a man with a bold, fluorescent orange bracelet waves me away with a harsh glare and turns to the woman, hearts in his eyes. She glances from his bracelet to hers, finding them matching, and blushes wildly. Jesus fucking Christ. It’s like mating season around here. Everyone’s khuis are resonating left and right. I shake my head with a smile. I should never have joined that damn book club with Rayvn and her friend Shiloh. Biting my lip, I step up behind Addy. That Ice Planet Barbarian was a damn good book, though. Wish I had a nub of my own for double penetration. Would make things a lot easier.

Addy gasps, pulling my attention from my wayward, chaotic thoughts. Various scenes break up the room. The first, when you enter, was the female glory hole, meant for a woman to be partially hidden while participants play with her how they choose. The second is the opposite. A fact that’s made clear when the small hole in the wall is suddenly filled with a long, stiff cock. It looks so crass and yet beautiful next to the elegant wallpaper. There’s a gold, filigree-designed metal contraption around the hole, making it stand out and soften the edges. There are small tables on either side of the hole, with various toys and instruments to make playing more interesting. There are even cushions on the floor just beneath the hole.

Curious, I scan the wall, looking for some sort of doorway where partygoers can enter to get into position for the holes. Sure enough, between the two displays is a thick door with a sign that says, Enter Gloryhole Here. When we filled out our applications, we all agreed that if we chose to participate in a public scene, we were consenting to a free for all. It’s hard to monitor everyone’s dos and don’ts in such a public setting, but safewords are used for every situation. On top of that, protection and STD tests were gone over thoroughly before entry was granted.

Turning back to Addy, my cock throbs in time with my heart and the low bass of the sexy, smooth music playing in the background. It’s easy to lose yourself in a place like this. But right now, every part of me is homed in on the beautiful blonde in front of me as she searches the room, her lip tucked between her teeth. I stand silently, a few feet behind her. Her eyes widen when she spots me. I see her throat bob with a swallow. Then, the little brat smirks and steps forward, effectively entering the scene space.

Oh, fuck.

Chapter Eight

I try, I really try, to keep my panic under wraps. She said I needed to earn her. Said I needed to be the last man standing. She’s testing me. Wanting to see how far I’ll go for her. Silly, pretty thing is deluded if she hasn’t realized it yet. I’d go to the ends of the earth for my girl and then throw myself over the edge if she demanded it. So, it’s no surprise that I follow when she drops to her knees in front of the lonely, hard cock poking through the glory hole without a word. She primly settles herself on the floor cushions as though it’s a throne instead of a pillow in front of a stranger’s dick.

Shaking myself from my stupor, I close the few feet between us, stepping up to her side. Addy looks up at me, and all the blood in my body rushes straight to my already hard cock at the sight of her on her knees. She may be inches from someone else’s cock, but it’s me she’s looking at.

My mouth salivates at the vision. Perfect, elegant, beautiful Addison. Knees spread slightly, pale cheeks flush, blue eyes glazed and bright as she stares up at me with a doe-eyed yet sultry look. She naturally has the expression every pornstar hopes to perfect, and every man dreams about. It’s effortless on her, and my own knees grow weak at the sight.

“Fuck me,” I breathe, my voice raspy and pained.

Her eyes widen a fraction. She exhales in a rush before smirking, and I already know I’ll both love and hate the next words out of her mouth. “No thanks,” she murmurs, licking her thick, pouty lips. “I think I’ll fuck him instead.”

And then, her pink mouth wraps around the stranger’s cock with zero hesitation. My eyes gape, and this time, my knees do waver. Quickly, I catch myself on the table next to me before I fall to the ground. Toys clatter in the clean and soiled bins just as I hear a distinctly masculine shout through the wall that surprisingly has me chuckling. But then, my girl’s eyes drift closed in ecstasy, and everything shifts.

No. Hell no.

My hand darts out and wraps around her long ponytail. I fist it, yanking her head back as I bend down to meet her wide, shocked eyes. She whimpers, and I click my tongue in disapproval. “If you wanna play, Princess, we’ll play. I’ll let you suck that cock like the cum thirsty whore you are, but you keep those big, beautiful blue eyes on me. Do you understand?”

Her lips are still wrapped around the man’s dick, and despite the wall between them, he’s trying to thrust the long, pretty appendage down my girl’s throat. It takes Addy a second to recover, but when she does, she leans back and pops off his cock with an audible slurp that has precum leaking from my tip. I groan as my eyes flutter.

“Let me?” she hisses, anger and venom spilling from her mouth like fire. I blink at her. She laughs sarcastically. “Let’s get one thing straight, Jackson,” she growls, trying to bat my hand away from the grip on her hair. I double down, wrapping it around my fist in a relentless hold. “If anyone is in charge here, it’s me. If I want to suck his cock, I will, and I’ll do it however I damn well, please. You’re the one who started this game. I’m the one winning it.”

My brows lift so high they’re practically in my slicked-back blonde hair. Oh, she wants to play like that, does she? A deep, rumbling laugh erupts from my throat. Using the tight grip on her hair, I lead her forward until her lips are touching his tip, that’s now red and throbbing with need. Bending further, I find her ear.

“Suck it and suck it good. Put on a show for everyone. Make them so mad with lust, they have no choice but to stick their hands in their pants and fuck themselves to the sight of you.” She hesitates at my harsh growl, but I’m done fucking around. She wants to fight me. She wants to scare me away. I’ll show her that I can take her monsters, dominate them—wring orgasm after orgasm from them until they’re begging for more. And then, I’ll do it all over again, making sure she’s so damn satisfied she can’t remember a time when she questioned me.

“Now, Addison.” I shove her roughly until she’s forced to open her mouth. She does it begrudgingly, all the while glaring at me like she wishes I’d wither up and die on the spot.

I chuckle darkly. “Let’s be real, Princess,” I coo, using a nickname that rolls off my tongue as though it was always meant to belong to her. “If you didn’t want to suck his dick…If you didn’t want to let me force you, I’d be on my ass. You crave this. You need it. You may act like a hardass bitch to everyone you know, but I see you.” I hiss the last words, emphasizing them as I control her bobbing motions up and down this stranger’s cock.

Her hips shift, and her thighs rub together as she searches for friction. I chuckle again, palming her heavy tit in a way that’s likely degrading, but I know turns her on. I read her profile up and fucking down. I have that shit memorized. I know what she wants, what she likes. I also know what she only admitted on a blank, private form, thinking no one else would see it. My head runs through her profile for the hundredth time.

Female Dominant seeking:

Submissive, Switch, Male Dominant

Activities of Interest:

Anal/Giving/Receiving, Blindfold/Gagging, Biting, Bondage-Light, Choking, Collars/Wearing, Collaring Submissive, Cuckholding/Sharing, Degradation with praise, Double Penetration, Face Slapping, Forced Orgasms, Hair Pulling, HandCuffs, Head/Giving/Receiving, Humiliation in Public/Private-Light, Impact Play/Hands only, Rigging/Rope Play, Sex in Scene/Public Sex, Spanking, Spit Play, Strap-on’s/Pegging, Voyeurism/Exhibitionism

I also have her limits and medical form memorized. I should feel guilty, but seeing her come to life right now, wrapped around some stranger’s cock while I control her—it’s beautiful. And so damn worth it.

Addy likes to call herself a Domme, and don’t get me wrong—I know she is. I know she’s good at it, and I have every fucking intention of letting her top me. But I also know what she craves deep down. What she’s too scared to ask for. Too terrified of what it’ll mean. She wants to be vulnerable. She wants to give up that cool, calm, controlled façade she works so damn hard to keep up all day, every day. And to do that, she needs to trust someone else to take care of her. To keep her safe. She needs to let go and give in.

She needs a home. I’ll be that for her and so much more if she’ll let me. I’ll give her every single thing she wants and protect her like the precious gift she is.

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