Page 218 of The Owner's Temptation

I hesitate. Just a breath. Just long enough for her to see that I don’t do this for anyone.

Except her.

“As you wish, mistress.” I take her hand and raise it to my mouth, giving her knuckles a gentle peck before I kick off my shoes and shove my pants down.

I climb onto the bed without a word. Watch her with piercing, unblinking eyes as she approaches like a predator in heels.

I’m not sure if I’m turned on or terrified. Probably both. Abso-fucking-lutely both.

So slowly, she unbuttons her blouse and I bite back a groan looking at what she’s wearing. When she loses her skirt, my cock twitches, pre-cum leaking at the sight of her.

She fucking planned this all day.

The complex network of straps and rings hide just enough while still revealing everything. Black latex, shiny, smooth and begging for my touch.

“You sneaky little rabbit.”

“Arms up,” she says softly with a grin that would seduce the devil.Because she already has.

I obey.

The silk winds around my wrists with slow, practiced grace. Tight. Intentional. She checks every knot, makes sure I can’t break free. Yet.

When she’s done, I’m spread wide. Helpless. Bound. My heart’s pounding, not from fear—but from the ache to touch her. To take her. Toruinher.

She kisses me once. Soft. Slow.

“Color?” she whispers.

“Green,” I rasp. “So fucking green.”

She smiles. And climbs on top of me.

“Lick, slut.”

God, what did I do so right in this life to deserve her?

Her thighs straddle my shoulders, and the moment she lowers herself onto my mouth, I stop breathing.Finally. My tongue flicks out, slow and reverent. She grinds against my face, moaning like she’s trying to kill me sweetly.

I groan into her—lost in the taste, in the power she has right now. Every part of me is coiled, my cock straining, but she’s in no rush.

“Are you ready for my toy, baby?”

I don’t know what she has in mind but there’s no chance in hell I’m saying no.

With a nod and a muffled “yes”, spoken against her sweet cunt, she takes my meal away all too soon. When I see what she has in her hands, my devilish smirk matches her.

“Green.”

She hears the challenge in my tone as she coats the plug generously in lube.

She twists around, and sits on my face, pussy back to riding my mouth and I’m in heaven.

Sienna leans forward, taking my cock in her lubed hand, stroking before her lips slide down my length. I groan so loud it vibrates against her.

Then her hand moves between my thighs and I part them more for her.

Click.

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