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“I’m sure they will be more than happy to oblige.” He keeps his gaze locked on mine as he continues fucking me slowly with his hand, adding a second, then third finger, before pressing his thumb to my clit. “I’m sure Annika would love to slide her tongue deep into this tight little pussy.” I moan, and he chuckles darkly a moment later. “Oh yes, you really do like that, don’t you? You’re practically dripping at the mere thought of it.” Mercifully, he begins to move his hand faster. “What are your boundaries, Lily? Do you need a safe word? Or are you content to let me push you to find your true comfort levels?”
I struggle to form a coherent thought while my arousal builds higher and higher with every expert thrust of his fingers.
He tugs my hair, not to the point of pain, but enough to get my attention. “Answer me.”
I inhale, forcing my head to clear. “I’m happy to give you full control.”
His smile turns wicked, and he slides his fingers out, but continues to roll his thumb over my clit. His finger slides back and circles my arsehole. “How about this? Is this too far for you?” The moisture on his fingers acts as lube while he rubs his finger over the tight hole.
I moan, and his eyes light up. “Beautiful… And if I do this?” He slips the tip of his finger in a fraction, and a groan works its way up my throat as he continues to hold my head still, forcing me to hold his gaze. “Does the idea of my cock here excite you, Angel?”
That name sends a shiver through me. Or maybe it’s the thought of him sliding himself in where no one else has ever been before.
“Yes, sir,” I murmur.
I hadn’t meant to call him that. Had no idea why I did. But it’s obvious I’ve said some sort of magic word, because the dominance behind his eyes ramps right up, and he pushes his finger all the way inside. The sudden intrusion causes me to take a sharp breath, but it’s followed swiftly by a moan, and his gaze becomes downright sinful while he fucks my arse with his finger. “How would you like to feel another cock in here while I fuck your tight little cunt, Angel?”
My eyes close slowly as my lips part, another moan escaping from me as his thumb presses harder against my clit. I don’t know if it’s that or the image of being fucked by him and another man at the same time, but my orgasm shatters over me a second later, and he continues to use his hand to fuck me through it.
“Exquisite, Angel,” he says, his gaze full of pride before he brings his lips to my ear. “We’re going to have so much fun together.”
Fuck… Me…
He lifts me off his lap a moment later, and I’m surprised when he gets up. I’d figured we’d be fucking now.
“Where are you going?”
He gazes down at me for a moment before answering.
“That’s enough for tonight, I think.”
I raise an eyebrow. “But… You didn’t…”
A small smile plays across his lips as he shakes his head. “That’s not how this works. Yes, sometimes we might fuck, but this is about your pleasure, not mine.”
The concept of this not ultimately being about his needs is so foreign to me that I’m almost certain I’ve heard him wrong.
He reaches down to cup my cheek. “I know you’re used to being treated like your needs don’t matter, Lily. But from now on, you will no longer accept anything other than being treatedlike the exquisite creature you are. Do you understand? Whether it’s when you’re with me, or with any one else. Your needs will never come second again.”
I’m too stunned to reply, so all I can do is nod, watching silently as he turns and walks back out of the room.
20
NO IDEA HOW MUCH DIRTIER IT CAN GET
SEBASTIAN
My sleep was once again nearlynon-existent, my mind plagued with the image of Lily coming while I fucked her arse with my finger. By the time the sun comes up, I know I need to get a handle on the situation, otherwise my emotions are likely to spiral out of control. And that most certainly is the last thing either of us needs.
“Good morning,” Lily says, surprising me when I walk out of my bedroom at 6am.
She’s sitting in one of my armchairs with a mug cradled in her hands, her bare legs curled beneath her, her arse barely covered by the oversized t-shirt.
If I was a weaker man, I would be having trouble looking away right now.
Especially with the way her long blonde hair tumbles over one shoulder.
But only if I was a weaker man…
