I grinned darkly and leaned in, dragging my fingers through the mess between her legs, spreading her open.
“That’s right,” I growled. “You missed this. You can boss Dirks around all you want, play the big bad Dom with your sweet boy toy. You and I both know this pussy was made to takeorders.”
Her whole body jerked when I shoved a thick finger inside her.
“Too hard for you to be in charge all the time, huh?” I added a second finger, stretching her open. “Bet your little sub melts when you slap him. But you? You melt when I talk like this. When I treat you like theneedygirl you are.”
She whimpered, hips twitching, trying to grind down.
I pressed a hand flat to her lower stomach, keeping her still. “No. You don’t move unless I say. You come when Iletyou. Not before.”
“Yes, Sir,” she gasped again, eyes fluttering shut.
I leaned in and sucked her clit into my mouth, just once, just enough to make her legs shake.
“That’s your reward, Luna girl. For remembering how to speak to me.”
I bit it... hard. Not enough to hurt, but enough toremindher who the fuck she belonged to.
“Take off your top,” I said, wiping her slick off my mouth with the back of my hand. “Now.”
She sat up fast, scrambling to obey. She peeled off her yoga tank and yanked the sports bra over her head, breath hitching as her tits spilled out.
“Fuck,” I hissed.
I crawled onto the bed and sat up, so I could take her in up close. Her tits were round and heavy with thick pink nipples that were already hard and begging for my mouth. They hung and swayed with her movement, soft enough for me to grab and rough up, but full enough to bounce when I slammed into her.
“Goddamn, Lune,” I muttered, reaching up and cupping both, weighing them in my palms.
She moaned, thighs squeezing together.
“Don’t even think about it.” I warned her, pinching one nipple until she gasped. “Youaskbefore you come, or I’ll tie you up and edge you until you’re crying.”
“Yes, Sir.”
I slapped one tit, watching it jiggle, then leaned in and sucked the other deep into my mouth.
“I jerked off to this picture for years,” I rasped against her skin. “You think I’d forget how good they taste? How perfect they felt bouncing in my hands while you rode my cock?”
She whimpered. Her body was shaking, her nipples glossy from my tongue and spit, tits swelling with each breath.
“Color system still the same?”
“Green, yellow, red.”
“Good girl.” I gripped her jaw firmly. “Tell me what they mean.”
“Green means go. Yellow means slow down or I need something. Red means stop—immediately.”
I kissed her hard, biting her bottom lip until she whimpered. “That’s right. I stop the second you say red. Doesn’t matter what I’m doing or how close I am. Got it?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“You use those words if you need them, understand? You don’t get to be quiet just because you think I’ll be disappointed. If something’s too much, youtell me.”
She swallowed hard, eyes locked on mine. “I trust you.”
I shoved her back onto the bed and climbed up after her, lying flat on my back and grabbing her by the waist.
