Page 45 of The Dom with the Kink Monsters

Saya gasped and swatted her arm. “You wouldn’t dare!”

Automatically, Winter’s eyebrow rose. “You hit me again and you’re not going to like what happens, Little Red.”

“You’re not my Domme, even if you are the Big Bad Wolf.” Saya sniffed. “I don’t have to listen to you.”

Brat.

Winter shoved her onto her back on the couch. Other than a small sound of surprise, Saya didn’t protest. She lay still as Winter crawled on top of her, and crouched above her small form.

“Am I showing you who’s boss or are we making coffee?”

Saya whimpered and squirmed beneath her, then tried to kiss her. She pinned the girl in place by the hair and didn’t allow the kiss. Instead, she raised her bare thigh up between Saya’s legs. Her gasp made Winter smile, but instead of trying to draw away, the girl shoved her pussy more firmly against her.

“Do you like girls, Saya?”

“From afar, usually, but it’s different with you. With you I always want to be closer.”

“This is pretty close.”

Her eyes were half-lidded, her face soft and sensual. “Closer.”

Winter let her lips brush against Saya’s. “What would you like me to do?”

“Whatever you want.”

“Anything?”

Saya gave her a sultry pout, nodded and rubbed herself against Winter’s thigh. A moan escaped her and she pressed her own thigh up between Winter’s.

Whoa, whoa.

“Stop.”

Saya froze and looked at her with big eyes. “Stop?”

“I have to ask Ramsay before we go any further.”

She groaned in frustration. “He won’t care. He already knows I want you.”

“Asking first, before I do more, is the polite thing to do.”

“What? There’s like a Miss Manner’s book for fooling around with someone else’s sub?” Saya grumped.

She chucked Saya under the chin and pulled her up as she got to her feet. “Coffee now. More later, if your Master says yes.”

Saya eyed her sulkily. “You’re the meanest not-Domme ever.”

“No, she’s being polite, bratty girl.” Ramsay’s gravelly voice made them both jump.

How long had he been watching? Winter pulled the edge of her t-shirt down, but realized modesty wasn’t going to happen with what she had on. It hadn’t seemed like a big deal last night, since the two couples had fucked in front of each other, but today was a new day, with new sensibilities.

Ramsay’s blue eyes took in her struggle and his mouth quirked, as though he was holding back a smile. “I appreciate you waiting to ask before you gave my princess what she was begging for. Apparently, we need to discuss rules, she and I.”

“And you and I.” Winter nodded. She walked past him, noticing again how huge he was and remembering that she was almost naked, which his gaze was taking fulladvantage of. Sherefusedto imagine how it would feel for him to hold her down and do terrible, terrible things to her. She wasnotgoing to go running off into the bedroom in search of track pants. There wasno wayshe’d allow herself to be intimidated by him, considering he was only wearing jeans that he must have pulled on when he got out of bed. Jeans that showed off the vee of muscle that dipped into the waistband, and did little to conceal a monster erection.

In their rustic kitchen, she collected everything they’d need for coffee. She poured water in the old percolator and plugged it in on the kitchen island, then smiled at Saya who’d hopped up to sit beside where Winter was working.

“Do you drink coffee, or would you like something else? I can make tea, hot chocolate, we have juice, soda, milk?”

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