“I did.”
“Then you know something about me I suspect is true about you too.”
“It is.”
“Neither of us wants to be fuck buddies. Do you want to be my Dom?”
“Yes.” That flew from my mouth.
She watches me for a long moment before she reaches over her head and crosses her wrists as she grasps the end of the seat.
“Then you need to let me have a phone to end things with the man I fucked the other night.”
Chapter Six
Flora
I spoke the truth, but I did it to antagonize him. To poke the beast who hovers above me. To get a reaction from him.
“Is his cum still inside you, Flora?”
Anger flashes in his gaze as he lowers his body to press mine fully into the seat. The jealousy and possessiveness I feel radiating from him excite me. They shouldn’t. I’m the one manipulating him, and I know it’s wrong. But I couldn’t stop myself from saying it.
“I’m clean and on birth control, but no man has come bare inside me.”
“You didn’t object to my telling you my cum will drip from your pretty little cunt. You know what that means. You know I meant it.”
“I want your cum inside me because it means you aren’t putting it in anyone else.”
Where the fuck did that come from? I didn’t intend to share that level of my own jealousy and possessiveness.
He pushes my shirt up and pulls down my bra. He scoops my breasts and squeezes until I’m certain he’s leaving fingerprints.
“Do you have a sub, Pablo?”
“No, but there are three women I fuck when I go to my club.”
It’s my turn to feel anger spark within me.
“As in you rotate through them or amanage à quatre?”
“Both.”
We glare at one another before our lips come together, and we can’t get enough of our kiss. His weight pins me in place. I can’t even flex my hips or arch my back. His kiss threatens to swallow me whole, and I love it. I moan my submission as I relax into the seat.
His teeth graze my neck as he trails his lips down to my collar bone. He presses his teeth around the bone, but I know he won’t leave a mark. He’s making a point. He brings his mouth to my ear, and his warm breath makes my pussy ache.
“He’s not your Dom twenty-four seven, but I will be.”
“I won’t share, Pablo.”
“Neither will I. They aren’t my subs, so there is nothing for me to end officially. I have no interest in fucking anyone but you. You will obey me, Flora. For your safety and for your pleasure.”
He pulls away and sits up. I want to reach for him, but I keep my hands over my head as a sign of my submission even when we aren’t moments away from fucking. I haven’t refused the idea of him as my Dom. I’ve never had an around-the-clock agreement before, but I know wherever Pablo takes me, that’s how it would end up. I’d rather agree than we just fall into it.
“Call him now, Flora. End it. I won’t touch you again until you’re fully mine.”
He wants me to come to him. He could simply take me away from my current Dom. Wherever we’re going is outside Bogotá, so he could force me to end things merely by not letting me see the man again.
