Page 49 of Awakening
“She asked to be seen,” Yanna said, her voice causing my clit to pulsate and thump, “And I intend to show her how beautiful surrender can be.”
She stepped in front of me, tilted my chin upward with one finger. “Do you trust me, Baby?”
“Yes, Mistress,” I whispered.
Yanna smiled, a slow, dangerous curve of her lips, leaning in, kissing my forehead, “Then don’t hold back.”
From where I knelt, I could hear a soft gasp. I knew it belonged to Dana. Was she having a flashback of tonight at the club? Probably. In my peripheral vision, I could see Knox shifting in his seat. I could hear Maverick exhale through his nose like he was holding something tight in his chest. I didn’t look. I didn’t need to look. I knew they werewatching.
Yanna dropped the leash and stepped behind me. Her touch was the perfect balance of fire and ice, lighting my body ablaze while cooling the need I had to be obedient. Her fingers against my skin were delicate, deliberate, just enough to tease.
My body arched on instinct. Every nerve in me standing at attention, every breath deeper, hotter.
But this wasn’t just about sex. It was about power. About trust. About letting every person in that room see me, and not as someone broken or wild, but as someone unashamed, owned, cherished, and open.
I felt her presence the moment she leaned down, her mouth deliciously close to my ear as she whispered, “I waited so many years to make this needy little pussy mine.”
She nipped at my ear, causing me to moan, “So many nights I thought about how good you’d taste on my tongue. How you would look falling apart for me as I licked you from your creamy pussy to your tight asshole, now look at you, on your fucking knees about to take all the pleasure you can stand because you were finally ready to be my good girl.”
Her filthy mouth, coupled with her affirmations, had my impending release shooting up my spine.
“I can feel your orgasm right there, baby,” she smirked, my body quivering.
“But you bet not let it go until I say so. Now spread your legs.” Doing as I was told, she smacked my pussy, and the mixture of pleasure and pain nearly caused me to be disobedient.
“Mmmmmm, pleaseeeeee,” I begged.
“Please, what?”
“Please, release me, free me!”
She circled my body again, taking two fingers and sliding them up and down my drenched pussy.
“Hold your head up, baby, I need you to see this,” she ordered, my head lifting to see every set of eyes in the room transfixed on us.
“Such a good girl,” She praised.
“Thank you, Mistress.”
I watched her hips sway, biting my bottom lip as she walked over to Maverick, her boldness leaving everyone mesmerized.
“Open your mouth, handsome.”
His lips parted. Her fingers entered. His mouth sucked them clean.
“Fuck,” he moaned.
“Lucky ass, nigga,” Caleb and Ahmir mumbled, causing Knox and Dana to chuckle.
She leaned down and kissed him so fucking nasty that when she was done, his gaze was carnal. If he had been more comfortable, there was no doubt in my mind that he would have fucked Yanna right here, right now.
“Come here,” she said as she sat next to Knox.
Doing as I was told, I stood in front of her.
“Sit in his lap and spread wide.”
Sitting in Knox’s, I could feel his erection, and I could hear his ragged breathing. Her fingers trailed the length of my body, stopping to give some attention to my taut nipples.
