Page 71 of Wild Stars

My heart catches in my throat as he pins me beneath him, cocking his head to the side, a devilish smirk playing on his lips.

This is it.

This is where I burn.

His sweet smile turns mischievous as he straddles me, pinning me, it seems, in a similar fashion as I had done to him only moments ago.

“That makes two of us,” I murmur as he grinds his cock against mine.I bite my tongue, not wanting to give up so easily, long forgotten desires building within me, begging to be set free.

I don’t want to give in.I don’t want to lose control.

I want him totakeit from me.

I can’t be so easy, can I?

After all this time?

Fuck.

Dare smirks, his voice dropping an octave.

“Why did you hit that guy?”he asks.

I try to move, but his weight holds me like a stone.

On display before me, with all his tattoos and the dark look in his eye, it’s impossible to refute the desire that he awakens within me.

Dare does not need ropes or ribbons to bind me.

“You know why.”.

I fight to move, because submission feels so foreign.

I am always the one tocarefor my subs, to guide them, to rule them.

Not since I was Dare’s age, have I engaged this part of me; the part I assumed died when my heart had been broken thefirsttime.

Dare shakes his head.He slides his hands into the sides of my briefs, tugging roughly.

My cock twitches as his fingers stroke my defined muscles reverently, and then he slides his hand over my hip, grabbing the flesh of my ass with a tight squeeze.

“I want to hear you say it,” he demands, and immediately, I understand exactly what he is doing.

Two can play at this game, wild star.

“Make me,” I growl through my teeth, channeling my Dom voice.

I watch as Dare’s pupils dilate, as something shifts in him.

He pulls my briefs down far enough for my cock to spring free.The chill air of the bedroom only solidifies the truth I can’t deny.

His gaze implores mine, begging me to focus.So, I look away, glancing to see him take out his thick, wet cock through the slit of his boxers once again.

“Is this what you want,” he asks, his voice changing to something darker.Taunting me, tormenting me.

I look away, channeling my best Dare Wylde impression.

A devilish grin stretches across my face, and for the first time in a long time, I feel like switching.

---