Her lips crash down on mine, her hands fisting in my hair, pulling me closer. She tastes so fucking good, and I know in this moment, I can’t walk away from this. From her.
“Take me to your playroom.”
Without another word, I hoist her into my arms as she wraps her legs around my waist. We’re in the middle of a fucking staircase, and if she were a seasoned sub, I’d fuck her right here, right now.
I quickly navigate us down to level two, a swarm of gyrating bodies in the throes of pleasure and punishment. I love the voyeur floor, but tonight, my baby girl is all mine—her pleasure, her pain, her body and soul. I’m a jealous man, and I want it all.
Her lips find mine, her tongue darting out to meet mine as I come to a stop, pressing her back against the wall as I explore her curves.
I pull away, breathless. “If you don’t stop rubbing on me, I’ll take you right here in front of all of these people, and then I’m going to be pissed off.”
“Why?” she says, capturing my lips once more.
“Because I don’t want anyone seeing your pleasure tonight. It’s fucking mine.”
She grinds her hips against me one more time, and I can barely contain myself. “I want to choke on your cock, Ryder.”
I grab her hair and pull her head back, exposing her neck to me. “Naughty girl. Didn’t you listen to my class? No contract, no breath play.”
“I want you, Ryder.”
I tug her hair a little harder as I kiss the soft spot behind her ear, making her squirm. “I should punish you for pushing me to the edge of madness.”
“Do it, Ry.” I nip her neck with my teeth.
“You’re asking for it, Aspen.”
“Yes, Sir.”Fuck me.
I push us off the wall and descend the next set of stairs to the private hallway at breakneck speed.
“Front left pocket.” She reaches in and grabs my keycard, her hand grazing my rock-hard erection.
She presses the card to the lock, moaning in my ear as I open the door to my playroom. She’s never been in here, but she doesn’t seem to care right now as she starts grinding against me. “Fuck me, Ry.”
I slap her ass before tossing her down on the bed. “You will call me Sir in this room.”
“Fuck me, Sir.”
Still shirtless from the masterclass, I unbutton my fly and unleash my cock.
“Take off your clothes.”
“You do it.” Oh, this is going to be fun.
“If I wanted to take them off, I’d fucking do it. I’mtellingyou to strip for me, baby girl. I want to watch you submit to me. Now, stand up and take. Off. Your. Fucking. Clothes.”
The way she scrunches her nose at my command is so goddamn sexy. She’ll be fun to break.
Standing from the bed, Aspen kicks off her Converse before tugging her plain white tee over her head, making a show of dropping it to the floor. I’ve always had my submissives in dresses when they’re in my playroom, but Aspen puts them all to shame in a simple T-shirt and jeans. I don’t think I’ve ever been so turned on.
Next, she unzips her jeans, shoving them over her voluptuous hips, letting them fall. She stands before me in a pair of boxer shorts and a sports bra.
“I wasn’t planning on coming here. Sorry about the underwear. Not exactly sexy.”
“Did I ask for a running commentary?”
“No.”
