Fastening my zipper, I smiled at the desolate expression flickering in her eyes.I’d pushed Caroline to the brink many times before, a myriad of those intoxicating moments flitting back to my mind as I watched her.The first time I’d commanded her to kiss my feet was one of the most vivid recollections, followed by the time she’d been forced to serve the odious men Ian surrounded himself with in London.
I’d been gratified every time I pushed her down to the depths of her desires, but then, so had she.Looking at her, I wondered if the lure of pleasure would yet again prove too great for her to refuse.
“But, Sir, I...”Her voice trailed away as though she already knew what a futile hope her plea would be.It was glorious, though, to witness her faltering sense of hope.
Making the decision to leave Britain and go on the run with her had demanded I step up to be her protector, and it was a role I’d been happy to play.No one wanted her safe as much as I did.No one else loved her the way I did, but having reached the relative sanctuary of Zurich, I was ecstatic for the chance to remind her who I was, of who I would always be.
Not only her dark protector, but her most passionate tormentor.
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“I’M GIVING YOU WHATyou want.”I tipped her chin to meet my gaze.“You may have your climax if you meet my terms.”
“Oh, God.”Reaching for my trouser-clad shin, she sighed.“Adam, don’t make me do this, please.”
“I’m notmakingyou do anything,” I replied happily.Once upon a time, I’d have punished her for not referring to me properly, but given the trembling, disheveled state of Caroline, there was really no need.I didn’t have to be a psychologist to see how close to the breaking point she was.She would do what I told her, probablyanythingI told her, in order to chase her orgasm.“If you prefer, you can get up and rest until I require my footrest again.”
“But no climax?”
“That’s right.No pleasure.”Leaning closer, I skimmed my mouth over hers, tasting the hot flavor of my cum on her lips.“Come on, Caroline, you’ve done far worse before than grind over your master’s shoe.What’s the problem?”
Her dark lashes fluttered at my query, her shoulders sagging at the reminder.
“Give me what I want, and you can have your pleasure.”My fingers shifted to her hair, easing back the silky strands clinging to her hot face.“You can come so hard you’ll see stars.”
It was cruel to play with her that way, to offer her everything she wanted if she’d only perform for me.I’d kept her on the edge for hours, and for days before then, too, but for the first time in all that duration, I was prepared to compromise.
Caroline could comeifshe played by my rules.
True, those rules were perverse and entertaining, but those were the breaks.She was the one on her knees, the one who’d told me how much she loved to be there, and the one whose pussy was already soaking with enticing need.I didn’t know why she was even pretending to consider not taking the offer.
We both knew she was going to say yes.
“So.”I checked my watch theatrically.“What’s it to be?”
“Yes, Sir.”Scrambling closer on her knees, her answer was immediate.
“Good.”Shifting my right foot out between us, I motioned for her to go ahead.“Then you may enjoy yourself, but remember, if you haven’t come by the time I get bored of the show, then you forfeit the chance.”
“You’re really going to make me do this, Sir?” She searched my eyes for any sign that my plan was part of a sick joke, but she should have known me better.I admitted I was twisted, and I rarely said things I didn’t mean.
“I told you.”Fisting her hair tighter, I planted a kiss on the edge of her nose.“I’m not making you do anything.I’m giving you a choice.”
Which we both know you’re going to take.
My lips twitched at the line I didn’t vocalize, though I wondered if she could see it in my eyes.
“Okay.”She sounded pained.
“I think you mean, ‘thank you, Sir.I accept your offer’.”
Toying with her never lost its appeal.Even after all the hours we’d spent together, and the times I’d teased and denied her, her breathy whimpers and frantic looks still managed to swell my cock, even when it was only just recently satisfied.
“Yes.”She forced in a breath.“Thank you, Sir.I accept.”
“All right then.”Releasing her hair, I settled back on the edge of the bed.The wooden post wasn’t the most comfortable seat, but I had the feeling she was going to distract me.“Enjoy yourself.”
Gripping the wood at either side of me, I grinned as she shuffled nearer and straddled my shoe.I noticed how she didn’t meet my eyes, her bottom lip disappearing between her white teeth as she contemplated her next move.
