Page 69 of Midnight Dissonance

“Lesson number two: who is the Dom in this relationship?”

“You, Sir.”

“And while I don’t expect you to be my slave, I do expect when I tell you to do something, you comply without question.”

She battled back more tears. Because she was failing. Again.

But she rose to her feet and went to straddle his lap. He held up a hand. “No. Turn and sit on my lap.”

Lexi didn’t hesitate, vowing to get it right. She was no slouch. She sat on his lap. His cock pressed against her ass.

“Lean back,” he ordered.

And she did as he instructed, leaning against his firm chest with a sigh. She adored his body.

“Now spread your thighs.”

She popped those suckers open, ready for him to touch her. She swore she’d get this right and earn his forgiveness.

“And now I want you to finger your pussy. But don’t make yourself come. If you come, I will use my belt on your tender backside. Understood?”

“Yes, Sir.”

Again, wanting to give him a show while following his commands, she slid her right hand slowly down her belly, parting her labia and dipping two fingers in her slit.

“Are you wet? Did sucking my dick make you wet?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Taste yourself.” His voice was thick with lust, but it had lost none of its dominance.

Lust slammed into her. She didn’t know what game he was playing, but if this was what it took to apologize, she was here for it. She dipped her fingers further and then brought them up to her mouth, coated with her cream, and sucked them into her mouth with a moan.

“Do you like the way you taste?”

She removed her fingers. “Yes, Sir.” Then she dipped them back into her cream and brought her fingers up near his mouth. “Would you like a taste?”

He grabbed her fingers and brought them up to his mouth. “Mmm. Tasty. Now fuck yourself with your fingers. But remember, don’t make yourself come.”

She sighed, her head back against his firm shoulder, and teased her clit, giving it a few good swipes that made her pussy seep with desire. She pushed two fingers inside her, slowly gliding them in and out.

Pleasure coiled as she plunged her digits faster and faster. She whimpered and mewled as her desire rose in cresting waves. She plunged her fingers faster and faster. Her hips got into the motion, caught up in the bliss.

“Now stop.”

She plunged her fingers one more time, and her body broke apart with a groan.

“Did you fucking come? After I expressly forbade you from doing it?”

“I’m sorry, Sir. I—”

He growled and rose with her in his arms. Josh carted her over to the couch and positioned her body so that her ass was up in the air with her torso on the backrest.

“You’re getting five swats of the belt,” he snarled, his anger palpable. He left her for a moment to retrieve his belt from his pants.

At the snap of leather, she whimpered, “But, Sir.”

“Whose pussy is this?” He cupped her pussy, gripping it tight. And hell, but she flooded his hand with her cream.

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