Page 17 of Dear Glory

“I luv me name on yer lips,” he hums, massaging my breast before lifting the dainty fabric and using his teeth to peel off the sticker.

“Wh… ugn!” My back arches and my pussy presses against his dick as his long, thick tongue swirls around the swollen bud before slurping it greedily into his mouth. “Hoooly fffuuuuckkkk,” I tremble as he grabs my ass, grinding my pussyonto him, sucking my nipple so hard I wince, I pull him closer, wanting more. “MORE!” I beg, and he slides a hand up my throat to my lips, opening my mouth and playing with my tongue, wetting his fingers so much my saliva slides down his forearm. He pulls away and blows my mind when he places his sopping wet hand onto my asshole, massaging it while using his other hand to insert and curve his fingers into my soaked pussy in sync, stealing my breath. “I… ahhh, ughnn!” I cry out, stomach tightening, scaring me. “I… I…” Tears well up in my eyes as I clutch his chest, shaking.

“You what, my Dear Glory?” he whispers gently, inserting a finger in my ass.

“N-NO! NO! ST— UGGGNNN!”

“Stop what, Glory?” He takes the uncovered sore nipple and sucks it into him mouth again, this time biting it.

“PL… PLE?—”

“Glory,” he smacks my ass, eliciting tears and a squeak that I never thought would come from me.

“Y… yes, A… A… Sir?” I relax against his chest, whimpering.

“Cum for me,” he whispers with smug grin on his face. It’s like a string snaps as he thrusts his fingers into my ass and crooks his other finger in my pussy. It feels like he’s pressing the same button from different directions and I hate it. I hate it… I fucking hate it, but just as he swore, I break, cumming and shivering against him as if I’m on a block of Alaskan ice.

“Aye, glorious indeed,” he growls, and I hold onto him like he’s my savior himself, never having felt something like this a day in my life.

I have never had a man rule over me with such an iron fist. I’m Glorinda, for God’s sake. I command the room I walk into!I haveNEVER succumbed to a man but this one.This one who’s smirking at me in full control as I wither in his arms like a mere puppet… this man owns me.

But when did it happen?

Chapter 6

A Blaze of Glory

GLORY

Kisses being peppered over my body wake me from my soundless nap.

“I’m here, Glory,” Axil coos, sitting on the limo floor beside me, shocking me and causing me to sit up, shaken.

“Did I fall asleep?!” I rub my eyes, yawning.

“Aye,” he chuckles with a nod.

“Wh-what? How long was I asleep for?” I smooth my ponytail back, a bit shocked that I’d fall asleep so easily. I have never fallen asleep after cumming. In fact, I’m usually more energized and ready to tackle the day after sex.I guess he was right about the others not doing it right.

“Not long,” he pauses and checks his watch, shrugging. “Maybe thirty, forty minutes,” he answers and my mouth drops open, flabbergasted.

“Thirty, or forty minutes?!” I gape at him wide and misty-eyed.Talk about the perfect sleeping pill!

“Do you need a reminder, Glory?” he questions and eyes me mischievously. I shake my head profusely, making him chuckle. “I thought so. Shall we go then?”

I glance away, nodding, and he knocks on the limo window, and the door pops open. I go to crawl over him and exit, but he gently shoves me back, cutting his eyes to me and scowling.

“I—”

“I don’t know the man you fucked with who made you crawl over him to present yourself first, but that ain’t me, luv.” He raises a brow, clearly pissed, grasping my face firmly but still ever so gently. “You walk when I say walk. You exit only when I give the okay… and cum when I deem it fine to do so. Do you follow?”I’m impressed…

“Yes, Sir,” I nod… surprised at how turned on I am by how he’s commanding me. I’ve never liked to be told what to do, but somehow this man’s word and his enigmatic aura makes me want to follow him effortlessly.

“Who do you belong to?” he growls.

“Me,” I reply immediately, and he chuckles.

“I bet you I can make you change that tone by the end of the night.” He leans in and kisses me and I accept.

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