Page 167 of Salvage Him
“I salvaged you from a meaningless existence of Dom/sub scenes with no sex and meaningless sex with women who couldn't embrace your dominant side." I ran my hand downhisabs.
"You did all that, huh?" Henodded.
"Yep." Inoddedback.
"Well, little pup, what do you want?" He placed his hand back on mychest.
"For starters"—I licked my lips—"tell me one scene you have planned for me when I'm not sobangedup."
"You are a glutton for punishment, aren't you?" Hegrinned.
"Please, Sir. Tell me a story." I nuzzled up again thischest.
“Okay. You asked for it.” He ran his hand over my nipples. He captured one between his fingers andpinched.
I relaxed andmoaned.
"I'm going to tie you spread-eagled on my bed, face down." He squeezed mybreast.
"Uh-huh."
"Then I'll take my flogger and drag it across your body. Watch you squirm as I tease you with it.” He massaged my breast. “When you're nice and relaxed, I'llstrikeyou."
I moaned, closed my eyes andpicturedit.
"The sound of all those leather tentacles connecting with your beautiful skin and the resulting mark it will leave.” He pressed his cock into my hip. “It's getting my cock hard just thinkingaboutit."
"More." Inodded.
"Greedy little sub. When I'm finished marking you, I'll lay tiny little kisses over every mark. I’ll tease you into another state of pleasure and then kneel between your outstretched legs and tongue fuck you while Ijerkoff."
"Harrison." I exhaled his name andshuddered.
"You are my little slut, aren't you?" He tweaked my othernipple.
"Yes, Sir." I ignored the pain in my ribs. The burning between my legstookover.
"Then I'll crawl under you, kissing a trail up your body, and sit with my back against the headboard and my cock in front of your beautiful face. Knowing you, your mouth will be opened and ready to service me, but you have to earn that right. You have to begforit."
"Please," Ibegged.
Harrison's hand traveled down my chest and my abdomen and rested on my pelvic bone. He was soclose.
I tried to move to get his fingers where Iwantedthem.
He wouldn'tbudge.
"Please, Sir." My voice raspy with lust. "Don'tstop."
"Pleasewhat?"
"Pleasetouchme."
"Broo—"
"Please." Imoaned.
He slid his fingers between myfolds.
