Page 6 of Betrayal

I continued watching as she settled on the large canopy bed. She didn’t even bother getting underneath the sheets before she spread her legs and dipped her fingers under her skimpy shorts. Fuck. She was going to be the death of me.

Undoing my own dress pants, my cock stood, and I gripped it, stroking it up and down, while I watched Dove closing her eyes, fingering herself, and cupping her breast with one hand. Her display of masturbation was driving me insane.

The fact that I made her wet, made me realize she’d be mine in due time. Because all I had was time. Watching her as I jacked off with her, she was close.

She orgasmed with a moan. I could tell by her reactions. That just made me stroke myself faster. “Fuck. Fuck. Oh Fuck,” I muttered as I exploded with my release. Taking a few deep breaths, I grabbed a tissue so I could wipe the mess I had just made.

Once Dove settled in to sleep, I headed off to shower. I was angry at myself for giving her freedom so easily. She smart mouthed me and I still allowed it. I was already letting her get away with it. I reminded myself I needed to remain in control. Then again, I had never taken a woman before. Not against her will anyway. Even though, Kara hadn’t put up too much of a fight.

Thinking about all this was exhausting me. Stepping out of the shower, I dried off and pulled on a pair of boxer briefs before taking the last sip of my drink.

Then bed was calling me. Soon, Dove would be sharing a bed with me, and she’d be sharing her body with me.

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I was surprised I slept in so late. Normally, I was up before the sun. After dressing in a pair of jeans and a black tee shirt, I started to head downstairs, but almost ran right into Dove on the way down.

“Morning, Dove.”

“Morning, Master.”

I couldn’t help but smirk. Maybe she was learning after all.

“Master, huh?” I raised my brow at her.

“You’re letting me roam around. I’m compromising.”

“Hmmm.” I gave her a side eye once we reached the coffee pot. “What do you take in your coffee?”

“A little sugar and some cream,” she replied.

I handed her a mug before making myself one.

“No Susie to slave over the household?” Dove asked.

“Actually, Susie had to take the day off. And I was planning on hanging around the house today anyway.”

“You don’t trust me here by myself.” Dove leaned against the counter while sipping on her mug.

“Whether Susie is here or not, I usually try to hang out at the house one day out of the week. I run around all week for meetings and stuff.”

“I see. How do you expect me to dress every day?”

I chuckled. “If I remember correctly, there is an assortment in your closet, which means you can wear whatever you want. But I do prefer you to dress nicely for dinner. And speaking of which. I’m planning a dinner party tomorrow evening. It would get out that I have a woman here; people will get curious. So, I need to formally introduce you to my associates. I expect you to be on your best behavior. And only speak when spoken to. Do you understand?”

“Okay. I can do that.”

For some reason, I was looking forward to her fucking something up so I could punish her. The need to make her mine was primal and I was slowly losing patience. I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold off.

“Can I ask another question?” Dove asked.

“Sure.”

“Have you taken any other women besides me?”

I held Dove’s gaze. “Normally, I don’t need to take anyone as collateral. But you…I’m going to have some fun with you.”

“Am I just a play thing to you?” Her tone was filled with disgust.

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