Page 68 of Masked

Without a word, he pointed at the floor and she dropped to her knees, spreading them wide.

“You look good like that, but I want you to crawl for me. We’re going to the bedroom tonight.”

She repositioned herself so she was on her hands and knees and crawled toward the bedroom down the hall.

He followed behind her, enjoying the view. When she arrived in the bedroom, he leaned in the door and watched as she tried to figure out what to do next.

Finally, she settled on kneeling in front of the bed. A fine choice.

“How much did you drink tonight?”

“I had three or four drinks, Sir.”

“Which was it. Three or four?”

She shrugged. “I’m not sure.”

“So it might have been four or five?”

She closed her eyes, and her fingers danced on her thighs, counting.

“I had four, Sir.”

“We’ll keep this to stuff we’ve done before then.”

“I’m not drunk.”

“I know. But we’re still going to be safe. I want your experiences with first time things to be when you’re sober so you can make an informed decision about whether or not you enjoyed it.”

He pulled her up and into his arms for a long kiss before he pushed her onto the bed.

“Lay back with your legs spread wide.”

She did as he asked, and he prepared to feast on her.

He ran two fingers up her seam and stopped at her clit to rub in small circles until she was squirming.

“No coming.”

He knelt and licked her in the same places his fingers had just been. Her little cries fueled him, and he gripped her thighs hard as he brought her to the brink.

“Please?” she begged.

“No.”

He sucked her clit hard, and she cried out. “Noah, please.”

He lifted his head and brought a hand down hard on her pussy.

“I told you no. Stop asking. I don’t care how bad you want it. Don’t fucking ask again. I’ll give it to you when I’m ready. Right now, your only job is to lie here and take it and hold back your orgasm. If you come without permission, I’m going to whip your cunt.”

Her eyes were wild, but she nodded and resumed his meal.

Her taste was exquisite. Desperation overtook him, and soon his lips and chin were coated in her juices as he devoured her.

She cried out and whimpered and told him how close she was, but she didn’t ask.

He liked that about Reva. Once he gave her a directive, she did her best not to disobey. Some subs were brats and purposely disobeyed. Others were just so caught up in their own bodies that they couldn’t help but beg.

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