“You won’t. I want this.”
He runs the pad of his thumb along my cheek, staring deeply into my eyes as if trying to read my soul. Ever since Michael, Kayne has been overly cautious with our sex life, fearful his dominance might spark a flashback or deter my progress in some way. It’s not illogical—my therapist said it could happen. But it never has. If anything, I feel most safe when I submit, and I need that security. The same way Kayne needs to hear me say his name. I’ve been slowly hinting that I’m ready to move things to the next level; that I really am ready to get back tous.
“Please,” I implore him.
“Please, what?”
“Unleash the beast. I need both our monsters to come out.”
Kayne breathes heavily, no doubt at war with himself. He never has been able to deny me when I press him to take control.
“On one condition.”
“What’s that?”
“No begging or pleading tonight. I want you to come freely, like a waterfall. I want this night to be as pleasurable for you as it is for me.”
“Okay,” I agree, ready to attack him.
“Good. I love you.” He kisses me tenderly.
“I love you, too.”
“Now sit on the edge of the bed,” he instructs.
I sit immediately. He pulls the flower from my hair then picks up the ears and places them on my head. His eyes dilate and something in my stomach jolts. “Stay.” He runs a finger under my chin. I’m molten inside already.
He then steps back and pops open the bottle of champagne sitting in the ice bucket on the small table adjacent from the bed. He comes to stand in front of me holding it with one hand.
“Take my clothes off.”
I scoot forward in just my white satin bikini briefs and garters adorned with a bow on the back of each thigh. I quickly unbutton his shirt and push it off his shoulders. It falls to the ground exposing his perfectly formed tattooed body. Yes, Kayne is human perfection. And why shouldn’t he be? He works out like an animal. Ripped abs, strong chest, and chiseled arms—I can’t wait to run my tongue over every pristine inch of him. I take off his pants next, bringing me face to face with the tip of his cock. I want to dart my tongue out and lick it, but I’ll behave and wait to do as I’m told.
“You know, you missed something in the box,” I tell him wetting my lips.
“Oh?” Kayne takes a swig of the champagne right from the bottle.
I reach in and pull out a tiny pill bottle. Kayne’s eyes widen.
“Is that what I think it is?”
I nod. “I told you I want you to unleash the beast.”
I open the top and shake out a little circular pill.
“You know there’s only one way to satisfy the beast?” He takes it and swallows it.
“Yes.”
“How?”
“Give it what it wants. Hours and hours submerged in my wet pussy and tight little ass.”
Kayne nearly fries me with a scorching hot look. “That’s right,
kitten. Are you ready for that?”
“Yes,” I answer, my voice thick with desire.
