Need to know she’ll let me.
Her eyes find mine; the toy keeps buzzing, mocking the space between us.
“Stay or go? Use your words, Trouble.”
The most beautiful deer in headlights.
“Stay,” she stutters after a beat.
Then presses the toy back against her clit.
A broken whimper tears from her throat. Her hips jerk upward, one knee falling wider. Her whole body trembles while we watch each other.
My spine straightens like it’s been struck.
“That’s my good girl,” I say, and it nearly unmans me.
She moves with more purpose now, hips twitching, sheets twisting in her free hand. The nanny is putting on a show for me, whether she knows it or not.
“Keep going. Just like that.”
First, her jaw tightens, then a silent moan has her mouth falling open.
I see it. Her body wants to give in, and she’s trying to hold on.
Not on my watch, Trouble.
“Let’s begin your lessons, Mia.”
Her legs close around the vibrator, muffling the buzzing sound.
“Lesson one: you follow my instructions.Turn it up,” I say.
Her hand fumbles with the button. The moment it clicks, the sound rises above her thighs.
“Jesus, look at you,” I murmur. “One day soon, when you let me, it’s going to be me making you moan pretty like that. Want to know what I’d do if I were inside you while that thing works your clit?”
She arches again, suction stuttering with how hard she’s shaking. Her thighs twitch, her body already knowing where I’m going with this.
“Let me paint you the picture.” I let the words settle, and her imagination grow wings. “You—full. My cock buried deep, stretching that pretty pussy open while that toy pulses against your clit.” I pause. Watch her break just a little more. “I’d keep going until you couldn’t string a sentence together. Until all you could do was scream my name and take it.”
A soft cry escapes her, shattering the silence she’s trying so hard to keep.
“I’d hold you there. Keep you spread and trembling. Feel every clench around my cock while I fuck you slow and ruthlessly, and your body remembers that coming is something you do better when it’s for me.”
She lets out a sound that’s more breath than voice.
“Feel it, Mia. Hear me. And eyes on me while I watch you come apart.”
She tries, but her eyes roll back. Her thighs clamp tight around her wrist. She can’t take much more.
“Mia.” My voice roughens. “Up the setting. One more time. Now.”
She fumbles again, and when it kicks up… She sobs.
“You’re doing so good, baby. Hold it there.”
Her thighs shake. Her hips lift clear off the bed, chasing every filthy thing I haven’t done to her yet.
