“Color.”
I open my mouth and “Yellow” comes out.
Dominus stands quickly, cupping my cheek in his big hand. “Why?”
I close my eyes and he waits patiently for me to respond, his thumb trailing over my bottom lip. Finally, I say, “I don’t want to leave a mark, Sir,” and it’s a miracle I don’t immediately die of embarrassment. “Oh my god.”
“Look at me.”
I shake my head.
“Right now.”
Opening my eyes slowly, I peek up at him.
“Please sit on my leg. Mark me. Make me yours.”
I gasp and he presses his thumb into my mouth.
“Suck.”
I close my lips around his thumb and do as I’m told, sucking his thumb and tasting the saltiness of his skin.
“If you’re going to be my submissive, Sutton, you’re going to have to do two very important things for me. Hum if you understand.”
I do.
“Fuck me, you’re gorgeous.” He clears his throat. “First, you have to be honest with me. Any time you hesitate, I need to knowwhy. Otherwise, I can’t take care of you, and if I can’t take care of you, that means this isn’t a safe environment for either of us. Hum if you understand.”
I hum again.
“I also need you to trust that when I ask you to do something, it’s for your benefit first and foremost, but also because it pleases me. In the right relationship, we will both find pleasure in what we do together.” His other hand slides down over my ass, tugging me forward until I’m pressed against his hard length.
I moan around his finger.
“You have me hard as a rock right now, all because you obeyed me so beautifully and allowed me to look at that sweet cunt. And now, all I want is to see that sweet cunt spread open over my leg.” He pulls his thumb out with apopand asks, “Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir,” I respond in a voice I barely recognize, raspy and thick with desire.
“Color?”
I suck in a breath. “Green, Sir.”
“Good girl. Now do as you’re told and straddle my leg. You’re going to make us miss the show.” He sits back down and, without further pause, I lower myself onto his leg.
As soon as the roughness of his jeans meets my heated, throbbing core, I shudder.
“That’s a good girl. But as much as I enjoy looking at you, I should have been clearer in my instructions. Face the window, darlin’, or you’ll miss the best part.”
I lick my lips, considering telling him how wrong he is, that he might be the best part. Even with his face hidden from view, the way his body moves is beautiful. Each sensual flex of his biceps, each time his throat works on a swallow. I reach out to drag my fingertips over his abs before I realize I’m probably earning myself another spanking, then freeze—
Actually, to hell with it.
I continue exploring him, feeling emboldened by the way I’m half-naked in front of this near-stranger and straddling his leg, no doubt soaking through his jeans by now.
“That’s three for disobedience,” he says, but his voice is a low murmur, and the way his skin jumps beneath my fingertips tells me he’s not all that upset.
Daring to act on my impulses, I lean forward and drag my tongue across the length of his collar bones, but that forward rocking motion has my clit rubbing against his thick, firm thigh.
