Her floral scent teases my senses as she stands before me while I roam my gaze down her body. It lands on her soft curls that I want wrapped around my fist.
Leaning forward, I let my hands hang between my spread legs while keeping my attention on her.
“Who do you belong to, Nyra?”
“You,” she says softly.Proudly.
“Get on all fours,” I command roughly. “Show me the toy.”
“Here?” she asks in a trembling voice, then she nervously glances at the open door behind her.
“Eyes. On. Me,” I growl sternly. “Don’t make me repeat myself.”
I keep my gaze pinned on her as she lowers herself to her knees and lifts her skirt over her ass. I watch as she shyly slides her thong down to her knees so she’s bare. Shifting her long hair over one shoulder, she faces away from me on the floor.
All the blood rushes to my dick when she brings one hand to spread her cheeks for my awaiting eyes.
The flat surface of the toy shines while stretching her tight hole. The longer I stare, the wetter her pussy becomes. I can’t wait to sink my cock inside while she screams my name. No inch of her will be left that I haven’t claimed, marked, and branded as mine.
I keep quiet as I turn on the vibrations to max and she moans loudly. Her muscles clench around the toy and her hand slips as pleasure sparks inside her. She shifts her hips to seek friction but she can’t.
“Riaan… fuck.” She cries out when I tease her by slowing down.
“Rub your clit.”
Sneaking her fingers between her slit, she does as she’s told. Her back bows while she chases her orgasm. I can always tell when she’s close. And just like the filthy girl that she is, Nyra writhes on the floor, her moans echoing in the room, as she fucks her cunt with her ass full.
“Look at me,” I gruffly order.
My fingers ache to grab and fuck her but I barely hold myself back. I’m going to push us both past our limits and only then, I will take her. She’s going to beg me to pound into her ass and I won’t be gentle.
When she stares back at me, I tilt my lip and stop the vibrator right before she’s about to come.
“No!” She whimpers when I steal her orgasm once more. “Let me cum.”
“Not yet.”
“Riaan,” she whines when I snatch her hand and bring it to my lips. Sucking off her juices, I right her clothes before sitting her on my lap. “I don’t care. Just fuck my ass already. I can’t take this anymore. Please.”
“I decide when you’re ready, baby,” I softly murmur against her lips. “Do you trust me?”
“Yes,” she answers without missing a beat.
“Then be my good girl.”
Tilting her head, I slide my tongue past her parted lips and kiss her until she’s breathless.
***
The next few hours fly by fast until it’s time for the entry gates to open for the concert. Nyra hangs out with her friends while I’m busy handling last-minute arrangements.
I’m talking to the dean when we’re informed that the Reet brothers are about to arrive at any minute. Both of us walk toward the private entrance behind the stage where we’ll greet our guests.
Most people would already be celebrating for accomplishing another event but I don’t celebrate until they’re finished. My team and I go out the next day after our events are successful and have gone without a major hitch. The high is like no other because I’ll never forget the day I started this company. It’s one of my biggest achievements.
It used to be the only important thing in my life. My only priority.
Now everything’s flipped upside down.