“Yes, Sir.”
“You’re so beautiful. Such a precious, gorgeous Pet for me. Sir is very pleased with you.” As he spoke, he ran his hands lightly over her body, along her arms and then down over her chest.
When he reached down past her stomach to her pussy, she moaned.
“That’s it. Let Sir know how much you like his touch. I don’t want you to hold back. Give it all to me, Pet.”
She tensed.
She wasn’t sure she could give him everything. Lord, she hoped she could please him.
He took off the towel from her head, then wrapped his hand around her hair and tugged. “Uh-uh. No thinking. I want you to just listen and obey. Be a good pet and you’ll be nicely rewarded.”
Listen and obey.
She should be good at that since she’d had that beaten into her.
No. She wasn’t going to think about that right now.
“Yes, Sir.”
“My good girl.” He let go of her hair and then she felt his fingers at her mouth.
“Open your mouth,” he commanded.
As she parted her lips, he pressed his fingers into her mouth.
“Get them all nice and wet for Sir.”
She wasn’t sure why she had to wet them when she was floating in water he could use, but her job wasn’t to think.
Listen and obey.
So she ran her tongue around his fingers, wetting them as much as she could.
“Well done, Pet,” he praised her.
She preened.
Dear Lord. Really? She was preening over that?
Something soft pressed against her mouth.
Oh. His mouth. He was kissing her. She parted her lips, letting him slip his tongue into her mouth to play with hers.
Damn.
If she had to pick who was a better kisser between Salem and Alexei. . . yeah, there was no way she could do it.
Or would want to for that matter.
As he kissed her, he ran his hand down her body. The logical part of her wanted to point out that he didn’t need her saliva on his fingers.
But she supposed that wasn’t the point.
And besides, talking meant that she’d have to stop kissing and she didn’t want to do that.
He ran his fingers along her slit, then drew his mouth from hers.