Page 40 of Hannah's Dom

Her head jerked toward him, and a blush covered her face. “I was getting dressed. I thought you were done.”

He pinched the bridge of his nose. This was his fault. He knew that. He had to keep reminding himself how innocent she was, and she didn’t understand how he was acting.

“That’s not going to happen.”

She straightened and looked confused. “You’re not done? But I thought … I mean, I feel your…”

“Cum?”

She bit her lip and nodded. “Yes, I feel it inside me.”

“I did come, and now I want to clean you and hold you for a bit, then we’ll get a bite to eat before we go down to the club.”

“Oh, you don’t have to clean or feed me…”

“Drop the clothes and get on the bed. Now.”

She stiffened but did what he asked.

“Good girl. Now spread your legs.”

She pressed her knees together. “Why?”

“Because I am going to wash you. It’s my job and privilege being your Dom to take care of you.”

“But … can’t you close the drapes so it’s not so bright?”

He shook his head. “No. This is my body to do whatever I want with, and you’ll damn well let me.”

“Jake…”

“Are you saying you want to leave?”

“What? No.”

“So, you want to stay with me?”

“Well, y-yes,” she stuttered.

“Then you’re agreeing to be my sub, correct?”

“Oh, is that what you want?”

“Fuck, yes.”

“Okay. I warn you I have a lot to learn, but I’ll try my best.”

“I know you will. Since you just gave yourself to me, spread those legs. I want to see the cunt that belongs to me.”

It took her a moment, but then she slowly pulled her legs apart.

“Farther.”

She let her knees drop to the mattress, exposing herself to him.

“Thank you.” He smiled. “I’m proud of you. I know this is hard for you.” He moved up on the mattress and between her legs. He used the cloth to wipe away their combined cum and sweat before he tossed it aside to pick up later.

He lay beside her and pulled her into his arms. He let his fingers run up and down her back.

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