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His mouth is open.
His chest is heaving.
And I don’t feel demeaned at all.
On my hands and knees, I feel alive. Invincible.
I feel powerful.
And the look on his face, the appreciation, makes me feel like a fucking queen.
Chapter 69
Luther
She stops at my feet.
And I make her wait for the next command.
I make her wait because I’m having trouble forming words.
Because she’s on the floor. She’s at my mercy. But it still feels like she holds all the power.
Because she does.
She always will.
But… I know my girl. And I know she wants this as much as I do.
“Sit up and take your top off.”
Kendra pulls in a shaky breath, then she sits back on her heels.
As she reaches for her skimpy top, I undo the buttons on my shirt.
Her tits bounce as they’re freed from the material, and she drops the top to the floor.
Her hands move to the waistband of her shorts, but I shake my head.
She freezes in place.
“Play with your tits.”
Kendra slides her hands up her sides until she’s cupping her breasts.
She cups them. Squeezes them. She pinches her nipples.
My cock throbs, but after letting my shirt fall open, I grip the armrests of my chair.
I’m here for the show.
“Does that feel good?” I grit out.
Kendra nods with a moan.
“Use your words.”
“It feels good.” She presses her tits together while still rolling her nipples between her fingers. “But I want your hands?—”
