Page 23 of Domination

I lift my head to look down at her, her bright-blue eyes are glazed over, and she looks sleepy, satiated. “Such a beautiful little pet.” Maybe I should bend the rules for her, just for today. As quick as the thought enters my head, I banish it. That shit will get me in trouble, and ultimately, her too. So I tap her ass. “Up. I’m showering while you sort Bonnie, then leave her with Hazel while you do your morning routine.”

Her head pops up and her eyebrows draw together. The confusion on her face is adorable.

“With Hazel? What morning routine?” Her voice becomes higher on each word.

“Tsk, tsk, Little Pet.” I slide from beneath her, pulling the sheet from her body. Then I slap her ass, knowing damn well it will leave a mark on her. “Read the fucking contract!” I soften at the way her face crumbles. “Hazel is trained in looking after babies. She has first aid certification among a dozen other things.” I throw my arm out.

She rolls onto her back to face me, and my footing wavers. Unable to help myself, I tap her thigh. “Open.” She complies immediately, and my cock hardens at the sight of my thick white cum spilling from her small pussy hole, her folds coated in my essence. Fuck, that’s good. I pump my cock with one hand, imagining embedding my seed deep inside her and ensuring she’s my little pet for a lifetime.

I scoop my cum up with two fingers, then shove them deep inside her, and a stuttered gasp leaves her lips. “I don’t want any going to waste.” I wink.

I grin, meeting her gaze, and slide my fingers from inside her. Stepping toward her, I take a hold of her chin. “Open.” Her small lips part, and arousal floods me at pushing my fingers into her mouth. “Suck.” Her mouth hollows, and her tongue works over my digits, causing my cock to leak ropes of pre-cum against my stomach muscles. “Fuck, that’s good.” Reluctantly, I draw them out, and her doe eyes peer up at me with something akin to disappointment lacing them.

“Vinny, you said yesterday you’d organize the morning-after pill.”

And like that, she’s obliterated my arousal. Mynostrils flare, and I spin to face her, the anger flowing through my veins is like a toxic spill overtaking everything alive and destroying it in its wake. Every muscle in my body clenches. She’s already planning on this not being permanent and leaving, probably to run off with Bonnie’s father. Over my dead fucking body. I always get what I want, and what I want is her.

“I’ll organize a doctor today.” My tone is clipped, and her eyes flash with worry, but I don’t have it in me to care despite knowing I should. I give my head a shake, then swing open the bedroom door and head to my room. She’s not the only one who’s broken my routine, I did so willingly. I don’t want to shower her scent off me, her pussy juice still coats my cock, and I want nothing more than to leave it there, where it belongs.

Hazel walks past me with cleaning products in her hand and doesn’t even bat an eye at my naked form. She’s used to it with how long she’s been working here. “I want her ready and at my feet in thirty minutes,” I snipe out.

“Yes, sir. Would you like her naked?”

I glance over my shoulder and lock eyes with her. Why the fuck would she ask me such a stupid question? “Of course.” I glare for added effect, and the poor woman jolts.

She gives me a curt nod, but I don’t miss the flash of disapproval in her eyes. Does she seriously think Gracie is different from the other women I’ve housed over the years?

Well, she’s not, I tell myself, but the moment I do, I regret it. The room feels bare, lifeless, her scent doesn’t hang in the air like I want it to. Her softness isn’t in here.My chest constricts, and I rub over my heart. Why the fuck is this happening to me now? “Fuck!” My lungs vibrate against my chest, and my temple pounds. I swipe the contents of my dresser onto the floor and storm toward my shower. I’m about to wash her scent off me, then remind her and myself she’s nothing more than my little pet to toy with.

When I enter the breakfast room a little over thirty minutes later, I’m still rolling up the sleeves to my white shirt. My forearms are thick with muscle, but now that I’m older, my skin is slightly weathered, and the hairs on my arms are as silver as the ones on my head. A sign of my age that I don’t need reminded of. Not when I have Rocco, my youngest son, to remind me every fucking time he’s in my presence. It’s another reason the girl kneeling on the floor in the breakfast room should not be with a man like me, not permanently at least. Though my mind is at battle with itself, telling me this is unethical and she and her daughter deserve better, I’ve already decided I intend on keeping her.

They deserve a future, one that isn’t short-lived.

Ignoring her presence, I continue my precise morning routine and head to the refrigerator for my morning smoothie. I flip the cap and guzzle it down, then power on the coffee machine. Leaning, I grab two freshly baked croissants from the counter and place them on my plate along with the small dish of butter and jelly. After setting them on a tray along with my coffee and the fresh glass oforange juice I instructed to be waiting for her this morning, I head into the breakfast room overlooking the patio.

Usually, I would leave the door open, uncaring who sees me enjoying my morning, but unwilling to let anyone see her but me, I close the door. I take a seat at the glass table while trying to ignore the adrenaline thrashing through my veins like liquid fire, thanks to her compliance.

It’s a higher table than normal, one designed by my specifications, so I can see her small naked body bent over, with her head resting on her lap as instructed. Good, at least she’s been reading.

Taking a sip of the coffee, I cut into my croissant, and my jaw flexes in annoyance. “You’re supposed to unzip my pants and suck on my cock right about now,” I clip out.

Her head pops up, and her gaze lands on me, causing my breath to constrict with the innocence shining in her eyes. Jesus, I’m a bastard.

When her hand glides my zipper down, I couldn’t give less of a shit what I am; all that matters is her soft hand on my thick cock.

There’s a tremble to her touch, and when I push a bite of the croissant past my lips, I almost choke on the buttery flakes as she surveys my cock in her hand and licks her lips like someone in awe, like a hungry little whore. “Mouth,” I prompt with a lift of my chin, and she nods, directing my cock toward her sweet lips.

If she wasn’t so small, she wouldn’t be able to nod from beneath the table. It’s almost like I had her in mind when bringing this table to life.

Her warm mouth encompasses me, and a thrill zips up my spine. “Good. Good girl,” I croon, and her wide eyes beam up at me as I push my hips forward, careful not to choke her. Not yet at least.

“Keep sucking while I eat. Daddy wants to feed you.” She nods, and I smirk at the muffled sound vibrating my cock when her little tongue swirls over the angry head. “That’s it. Get it nice and wet.”Fuck, that’s good.I lift my hips with a grunt, and her tongue dips into my slit. This will be difficult. How the hell am I supposed to eat while she’s sucking on me so damn well, and why the fuck does this feel better than any blowjob I’ve had before. Her swollen, stretched lips are a sight for sore eyes. They’re my undoing.

“Keep sucking,” I encourage, tightening my grip around my coffee cup. “Keep sucking. Lick me clean when you’ve finished.” I push my hips forward, and she’s bobbing her head, slurping around my length. She’s found a rhythm she’s enjoying. “That’s it. Suck me harder.” Her ass moves back and forth as she rocks her body, and I imagine how good a dildo would look stretching her ass wide open while I take her little cunt in one of my clubs. “Don’t stop sucking, filthy Little Pet,” I growl. Unable to hold back any longer and with little warning, my hot cum splashes into her mouth, and she chokes. I slam my cup down, and the hot coffee spills over my hand when I shift my hips to meet her mouth.

My chest heaves, and my hands ball into fists at the most spectacular orgasm crashing into me, then I lock eyes with hers. With tears streaming down her cheeks and her mouth stuffed with my thick cock,the beast inside me roars to be released. I’ve never felt like this before, ever.

I don’t become possessive over anything, never have, but from the moment I laid eyes on her at the party over a year ago, she unlocked something inside of me I never knew existed.

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