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I swallowed hard, unsure how I felt about this. I’d never touched myself in front of anyone before and I wasn’t sure if I could do it. Heat had already crawled up my neck and into my face just thinking about it. When he held my personal toy in front of me I nearly balked. I’d never been embarrassed by it before, why would I have to start now? Masturbation was a completely normal thing. I had nothing to be embarrassed about.

In fact, it could be hot having him watch as I got myself off. I inwardly cringed at my vulgar thoughts. If I wanted this to be something sexually arousing for both of us, I was going to have to try a little harder than my normal perfunctory methods of getting the job done as quickly as possible.

“Take it.” He lifted the implement closer and I slowly lifted my hand and allowed him to drop it into my palm. He might be in control, but I still had a lot of power and how I chose to use it would absolutely set the outcome for this encounter. With that knowledge fresh in my mind, I took a deep breath and relaxed my thighs.

Despite being spread for him, the muscles had tensed to the point of nearly cramping. I inhaled deep and released my breath slowly. I needed to relax. This was going to be fun, if I could let it.

Chapter Twenty-One

VINCENT

With Zia sittingin front of me, her legs spread wide, and a fucking dildo in her hand, I didn’t know how long I could resist touching her. I did know however, that I couldn’t take my eyes off of her if I tried.

“I’ve never done this before. I mean, not with someone watching.” Her breathlessly panted words had me tearing my gaze from her long expanse of legs so I could get a good look at her face.

“You mean I’ll be your first?” My words came out harsh and far more guttural than I’d meant them to. Although I shouldn’t have been surprised. The idea that I was getting something that no man ever had before scraped at a sense of ownership I probably had no business claiming. At least not yet.

But I would. I’d warned her if she gave me an inch…

“It’s not that big of a deal I guess,” she teased.

I leaned forward and wrapped my hands around her strong, smooth thighs before bending down to place my lips against the inside of one where I already knew was a sensitive spot for her.

“It’s my job to decide what’s a big deal between us.” My words were growled against her feverish skin and once again I had to pull from my deepest reserve of control to not simply dive face first between her luscious legs.

It was the slight scent of her arousal that had caught my attention and the memory of her taste that was pushing at my instincts to rush this along.

She didn’t respond. In fact, I wasn’t sure she was breathing at all. Her eyes were hooded and her mouth was set slightly apart, but the rise and fall of her chest was missing. She was waiting for me. Or my instructions.

“I am waiting, mi bella. Show me how you pleasure yourself.”

Instead of stepping back to watch, I tightened my grip on her legs and effectively pinned her to the chair. It was a subtle reminder of the kind of control I required as well as a blatant show of power that kept her constantly exposed. She might have had autonomy over the situation, but I had control over her and right now shewouldobey.

My thoughts had turned sinister and her resistance did little to deter.

“I-uh— ”

“You can’t fight this. Not after what you did in my room. You started this and I will end it. Now show me.”

Her eyes glittered with a myriad of emotions. Hunger for sure as well as the visceral need to submit to my demand, but there was also a healthy dose of defiance that made it all that much more fun.

“Okay,” she whispered, using the fingers of one hand to spread her lips as she touched the bulbous tip to her clit with the other.

She was already wet and I was instantly jealous of an inanimate object. I wanted nothing more than to yank it from her hands and plunge my dick deep inside her. I wanted to come inside her. I also wanted to paint her skin with my release and make her scream in frustration when she was denied her own.

Fortunately, the tensing of her muscles underneath my fingers pulled me from my dark thoughts and back on what was actually happening in front of me. And fuck, it was sexier than I’d imagined.

She was now using the offending toy to tease her opening and it was my turn to hold my breath as she prepared to plunge inside.

“Yes, that’s it. Keep breathing too. In and out as you tease yourself. Is that how you like to play?”

Her thighs were quivering now, and I was amazed how easily she was drawing her body to a perfect pitch.

“I guess,” she panted. “Most of the time when I do this it just feels like I’m doing a job. Or I guess”—she hesitated as she pushed the head of the silicon cock against her clit,—“scratching an itch.”

“Is that all that went through your head when you were in my bed? Just taking care of business?”

When she didn’t answer me right away, I whipped my hand up and back down in a sharp crack against the inside of her exposed thigh.

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