Page 145 of Serving the Mogul

I shook my head.

“No? Why not?”

“I want you to do it, master.”

His teeth flashed white, the coming twilight hiding much of his features.

“Stroke yourself, Tina.”

I whimpered at the first glide of my fingers, my hips jerking at the contact. I was so ready for him, even that light touch was torture.

“Are you wet?”

“Yes, sir,” I said, eyes fluttering closed. “So wet for you.”

“For what? My hands? My mouth? My cock?”

“All of it. Any of it. Everything. Anything.”

He thrust two fingers into my pussy suddenly, with no warning.

I jolted and arched up with a cry, the unexpected whiplash of pleasure tearing a sob from my throat.

“Any of it?” He thrust his fingers inside me before flipping me over onto my knees. “My fingers, Tina? Or my cock?”

He thrust against me rudely, clarifying that he wanted a real answer, a definitive one.

“Your cock, sir. Please.” I whimpered and rubbed against him. “I want your cock.”

He spanked me, hard, five times, the flesh on my buttocks stinging when he stopped. But he wasn’t done. He twisted my hair around his fingers and pulled me upright on my knees. “When I ask my sub what she wants from me, I want her to tell me, Tina. If you want my mouth on you, say it. If you want my cock, tell me. What do you want, Tina?”

“I want your cock.”

He pressed his free hand to my belly, holding me still as he thrust against me. “Where? In your cunt? Do you want my cock in your cunt? Or do you want me to fuck your ass?”

My mind turned off.

James bit my earlobe and asked again.

“I don’t know!” I cried. “Both. I need you, James.”

“Sir.” He nuzzled my neck, voice softening. “Or master. How much do you need me, pet?”

“So much. Too much. I hurt with it.”

He stood again. “Turn around.”

I did.

“Unzip me.”

My hands trembled through the task. When I went to tug his pants and boxers down, he stopped me with a tug on my hair. “I didn’t say you could do that yet. Ask.”

“Please, sir. Can I take your cock out?”

“Yes, you can. Then you can suck on it. I’m going to fuck your mouth while you decide if you want me fucking your cunt or your ass. If you’re lucky, I might do both.”

I’d finished unzipping his pants and when to reach for him. He pushed my hands away. “You don’t get to touch me. You’ve been a bad girl. Open wide and take me deep. Show me you like cock, Tina.”

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