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“Just short play at the club, Sir.” Adding the honorific to the sentence felt right to her, even if they weren’t in a scene.

If he noticed, he didn’t pay attention to it and whispered, “Amazing!” He helped her up from his lap. “Let’s put this food in the fridge, because I think we need to move to the bedroom. You deserve to be savored and adored, baby.”

Following her into the kitchen, he waited for her to put away the food and wine.

When she turned back to him, she caught him adjusting himself behind his fly, and her gaze dropped to be bulge in his pants. “Uhm.”

He tugged her against his body and bent down for another kiss.

When he pulled back, she stared up at him. “Bedroom, babygirl,” he whispered with a grin, and she grabbed his hand and led him to her bedroom.

He gazed about the room, and she was convinced he missed little, although his eyes lingered for a moment longer on the canopy bed that was the room’s centerpiece. The matchingnightstands with marble tops were gorgeous, too. She wondered what he thought about the stuffed animals she had sitting on almost every flat surface.

He grinned wickedly as he said, “Enough spots to secure you to, I see.” Well, that wasn’t the reason she’d bought the bed, but now that he mentioned it, it enhanced the bed’s appeal.

She shifted her weight to one side, unsure of what to do. Derek was here in her bedroom, and they were going to have sex. What if she sucked at it? Maybe they could stick to oral instead. She was good at that—at least, she’d never had complaints.

Two hands on her shoulders halted her inner rambling.

“You’re a gorgeous woman,” he said, and she looked up at an earnest face. He tipped his head down and landed a gentle kiss on her lips. “Will you let me make love to you? Savor every inch of your body and enter that sweet pussy of yours?”

Well, when he put it that way…

“Y-yes, S-sir,” she stammered.

He didn’t waste any more words but started to unbutton her blouse. She had changed back into her street clothes before leaving the club, and when Derek pushed open the fabric, he revealed her favorite pink bra.

“Babygirl, I love your breasts.” Derek groaned and bent down to kiss and lick the tops of the globes. He pushed her blouse and straps from her shoulders. He trailed his hands over her back to her bra’s clasp. While he undid the three tiny hooks with nimble fingers, he planted small kisses along Sonja’s neck and jawline, and she cocked her head to give him more access. She loved the tender side of him as much as she appreciated his more domineering persona. Right now, she needed TLC more than she needed D/s, and Derek seemed to have caught on to that.

When his mouth found hers in a lingering kiss, Sonja started to unbutton his shirt as well, and he only noticed when she began to pull the hem of his shirt from his slacks.

He pulled back and gave her a kiss on the tip of her nose. “I see I’ll have to bind those hands the next time.”

She looked up at him, somewhat uncertain of his mood. Was he mad at her for touching him? The lines beside his eyes twitched, and although he wasn’t smiling, the corners of his mouth tipped.

“Nah, I think you like me touching you,” she dared to say.

Derek tipped back his head as he let out a bark of laughter. “Yes, babygirl, I like your bratty side, and I like your hands on me. Take off the rest of your clothes and let me undress as well.”

They stepped away from each other, and Sonja stripped off the rest of her clothes with little finesse. Her lips felt swollen, her heart was racing, and her pussy and clit were thrumming with desire. She was ready! She looked over to Derek and saw he was ready, too. His condom-covered cock stood proudly against a neatly trimmed nest of black pubic hair. She licked her lips as she imagined that thick, hard cock in her mouth. His chuckle had her looking up.

“I love how you show your emotions so openly.” He seated himself on the edge of the bed and held out his hand to her. It showed her that although he would take the lead, the decision was ultimately hers. She took one step in his direction, another, and then she was in his arms.

Derek flopped back on the bed and pulled her with him. She had to giggle, and it struck her that she wasn’t worried about her weight crushing him. Derek could handle her in every respect.

This time, the kiss Derek gave her was hot, deep, and wet, and left no question who was in charge, even though she was on top. He teased her nipples with his fingers, and her pussy grew damp as the pulsing between her legs sped up. She moaned into his mouth, and he pulled back to look into her eyes.

“You’re ready, babygirl. Lower yourself on my dick. Your speed,” he said in a low voice.

She blinked in confusion.

“Your hot little pussy is dripping on my belly. Grab my cock and position it at your entrance.”

Oh, okay, I can do that!

Sonja reached between them, and holding his dick, wiggled back until she felt the tip at her opening. She moaned as it slipped inside. It wasn’t painful, but the fit was definitely tight.

“Look at me,” he ordered, and she locked eyes with him.

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