Page 141 of Ashes of Sin and Stardust

I tore off a piece of pizza and took a bite, then brought it towards her face, giving her a bite as well. I let her get pizza sauce all over her lips and chin, not wiping it up. She attempted to use her tongue to lap it up, but just made a bigger mess. I huffed a laugh at her, and she glared.

We finished a few slices of pizza this way until we were both full and she was a mess. Then I used my fingers to wipe up the mess on her chin and held them out in front of her.

She opened her mouth and leaned forward, licking them as sensually as possible. The little metal ball in her tongue traced along the seam of my fingers, and she scooped up every drop of the sauce.Oh, so you have no problem with humiliation if it means you get to be sexual. Okay. Noted.

“Little slut,” I muttered as she sucked on my fingers.

Her tongue flicked out again. “You like it.”

“I like you naked on your knees submitting to me even though you’re mad about it.That’swhat I like.” In a way, I almost liked it more that she was fighting it so badly. I set the pizza box aside and tilted her chin up a little higher. “Now shut up and stay still, and let me bully you a little.”

I ran my thumb over her lip. She held my eye as she attempted to open her mouth, as I knew she would. She tried to catch my thumb between her lips but I pulled away, and slapped her breast. She gasped, staring at me as if she were shocked at the audacity of my actions, but I saw her eyes warm and her cheeks blush.

Last time I’d slapped her in the face, she’d almost come. It was a very gentle slap, well-practiced with just the tips of my fingers, but it had turned her on. Clearly this was doing so as well. “Hmm you like that?”

“I don’t know, maybe you should do it again to figure it out.”

“It’s a yes or no question, brat.” Again, I adjusted her face, running my thumb over her lips. Her nostrils flared but she kept still, letting me touch her. With my other hand, I reached forward and twisted her other nipple ring, just a little. She moaned, her mouth opening, and I slapped her again.

“Ugh, the fuck!”

Another slap. Her breasts were beginning to turn pink.

“Reuben! What did I do?”

Two more slaps in the same spot, and I could see the beginning of my handprint on her tits.“I don’t know, maybe you should do it again and find out.”

She growled and shut her mouth, biting her lip. I couldn’t help but laugh at her.

God I’d missed this. Fucking with a pretty girl, in complete control. But this was different than being in control of anyone else. This wasAlice. She was trying so damn hard to be good, to please me, when everything in her nature was probably making her want to bite me.

Once more, I played with her lip. She remained still, keeping her mouth shut while I played with her nipple ring, pulling, twisting, running my fingers around and over that sensitive little nub. I watched as her face began to flush, her breath picked up, and her eyes widened.

Holy shit she was sensitive. She was close. “Don’t you dare,” I growled. “You’ve got a hell of a lot more work to do to earn an orgasm from me, little girl.” I pinched her nipple hard. She gasped and I slapped her face a little harder than before.

Her eyes widened in shock and I could tell she was fighting for composure.Don’t push too hard,I warned myself.Not today. Not unless you want her to break.No, she was getting denied tonight, that was for damn sure. She just didn’t know it yet.

Finally, tugging and pinching at her lip, I let my thumb slide into her mouth. Her eyelids fluttered closed, and she moaned around my thumb, sucking and licking at it. Dammit I wanted her mouth on my cock.

Keep it in your pants. You’ve got a hell of a long way to go.

I let her suck me for a few minutes while I whispered to her. “That’s my girl. Good, Alice. That’s right. You know how to make me happy, don’t you sweetheart.” She seemed to melt under my words. Oh, hypnosis on her was going to be a walk in the park.

I withdrew my thumb and tilted her face slightly, studying her carefully. Her pale ivory skin was flushed with excitement, and I noticed a few freckles on her cheeks and nose that I hadn’t noticed before. They were very light, and usually covered up with makeup. But they were cute as hell. I loved freckles on a girl.

On a whim, I grabbed a pen from nearby and connected the freckles on her face. She looked confused that I was drawing on her face, but she sat still, curious as to what I was doing. I connected the freckles on her right cheek to look like a constellation, and on the left, I drew them together into a tiny star right by her nose. When I drew back, she looked so confused.

“What a cute little toy,” I whispered. Fisting her hair with one hand, I used the pen to write across her chest, digging in a little harder than I needed to. She gasped and her mouth popped open. I scrawled my name across her chest, writing a few other things on her stomach, her thighs, her side, her shoulder.Plaything. Toy. Mine. Slut.Her eyes were watering, and she was breathing hard and letting out pathetic little moans by the time I was done.

“That’s much better. Now you look like you’re mine. What do you say for your marks?”

“Thank you, Sir,” she whispered, and I could see that little splash of wonder in her eyes growing more intense.

“You’re welcome. Now...” I set the pen down and looked her straight in the face. “Tell me. Who do you belong to?”

She bit her lip, hesitated, and forced the words from her mouth. “To you.”

Not good enough. Not what I want.

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