“I know. Now, tell me what you see.”
“The couple over by the bar. It’s subtle, but he’s fucking her underneath her dress. She’s on the edge of orgasm.”
“And their dynamic?”
“He’s the Dominant.”
“Good girl. Very observant. What next?”
“The ladies in the middle of the room, pleasuring each other.”
“You like that?”
“They look… beautiful.”
“Tell me, Aspen. Would you like me to get you off right now?”
“Y… yes. But I’m scared of being seen.”
“Why? Because you don’t want it, or because youdo?”
“Because I do.”
“Then, get up and take a seat in my lap.” She does as she’s told. “Do you want to face me, or the crowd?” She straddles me, her eyes fixed on me.
“Are you wet for me, baby girl?”
“Yes, Sir.” She leans in, capturing my lips with hers, her tongue darting out to lick the seam, begging entrance that I freely give.
“Do you want to keep your clothes on? I can shield you under your dress.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Look at me, Aspen.” I cup her face in my hands. “I’ve got you. It’s just you and me, baby girl. Relax. Breathe.” Her shoulders sag as she leans into me. I slowly slide my hand under her dress, grazing her thigh before ghosting my fingers over the jewelry I asked her to wear. She’s such a good girl. She’s shaved and wearing what she was told. I’m rewarded as she lets out a soft moan the moment my fingers caress her pussy.
She’s already wet for me as she closes her eyes and lets her head drop back. I gently roll the jewelry over her clit, her breath hitching as she starts to writhe in my lap. I can’t take my eyes off her. The opulent room around us vanishes, leaving only her. She’s so fucking beautiful, rendering everyone around us a little more than white noise.
“Do you like that?” I thrust a finger inside her, her hips grinding against my lap.
“Yes, Sir.”
“You are breathtaking.” I continue my ministrations, coaxing her toward an explosive release. I thrust two fingers inside her greedy little cunt. And a third.
“Oh God… I’m close.”
Her pleasure is enough to draw a small crowd, even though they can’t see what I’m doing beneath her dress. She’s too beautiful to ignore.
“It’s okay, baby girl. You can come.”
“Thank you, Sir.” Even lost in a haze, she’s still a good little sub for me.
I give her what she needs, never taking my eyes off her as she crashes headlong into orgasm. I let her ride the aftershocks before wrapping my arms around her, holding her close as she fights to get her breathing under control.
Rubbing circles on her back, I press a gentle kiss to her cheek. “You did so well, baby girl. How do you feel?”
“That was thrilling,” she whispers.
“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. Do you know that? Watching you embrace this for me means more than I can say. I’m so fucking proud to be your Dom.”
