Her hand covered mine, the touch burning me. Slowly, she raised our hands and kissed the tips of my fingers, my palm. “I don't care.”
Her lips were soft beneath mine, her skin soft as my hand slid around her waist, fingers skimming just under her shirt. She leaned into the kiss, but let me control it. I didn't know what would happen tomorrow, but tonight, if she wanted it, I intended to show her what it meant to be dominated. Nothing too kinky, but enough that she'd understand who I was.
I buried my hand in her hair, cupping the back of her head to hold her in place as I deepened the kiss. My tongue swept over hers, plundered her mouth, possessed it. Her fingers dug into my shoulders, as if I had any intention of going somewhere.
I turned us so that she was leaning back enough for me to get her shorts unbuttoned and unzipped. I wasn't going to fuck her here, but I needed to see her come. Now. She made a startled sound as I slid my hand under the waistband of her panties.
“Open your legs,” I whispered against her lips.
She obeyed without hesitation, and my cock hardened. As my fingers moved lower, I took her bottom lip between my teeth, worrying at it before drawing it into my mouth. I licked and sucked at the soft flesh even as I slipped a finger between her lips. Her body jerked the moment I touched her clit, and I knew it wouldn't take much to get her off.
“You're so fucking responsive,” I said as I released her mouth. As much as I loved kissing her, I wanted to watch her come more. “I want you to come for me, love.”
I moved my finger over and around the little bundle of nerves. I dropped a bit to gather some moisture but didn't penetrate her. I'd take my time with her later. Right now, I wanted a quick orgasm to remind her how well I knew her body, even after such a short time.
“Let go, Kyndall.” I let my voice shift into the authoritative tone I used with Subs.
She raised her hips, telling me without words that she didn't want me to stop. I increased the pressure on her clit, earning a sharp cry from her. Her nails raked across my chest, and I hissed, the sting of pain making my cock press against the front of my pants.
“I want to see you come, love.” I could feel her body tensing. “I know you want to. Let me take you there. Come for me, beautiful. Show me how much you want my touch.”
A shudder ran through her.
“There you go, sweetheart. Give yourself to it. Let go. I have you.”
She cried out, body tensing, and I watched the pleasure wash over her face. She curled in on herself, trapping my hand between her legs, the movement rubbing my finger against her clit again.
“Dean!”
A second climax hit her, and I wrapped my other arm around her, holding her tight as her body shook. I couldn't help but think of how perfectly she fit there.
“That's it, love. I've got you.” I kissed the top of her head. “You're fucking gorgeous when you come.”
A few minutes passed as I felt her breathing slow, her body relaxing against my chest. Finally, she lifted her head, face flushed.
“Will you take me to bed?”
I didn't even hesitate. “Hell, yes.”