Page 120 of Yearn
A scream that wasn’t anger or command, but pure, savage need.
The sound of Dominic giving in to me.
God, just the idea made my nipples tighten and my thighs press together.
I wanted to hear him lose control like that.
I wanted to own his pleasure, to wring it out of him until every part of him knew he belonged to me.
And then Scott’s shitty face hit my mind ruining the hot moment.
He was the problem that just wouldn’t go away.
Fuck. What am I going to do about him?
I put my view back on Star as she picked up a handsome espresso-brown silicone dildo and rolled a condom over it with ease. “Tonight is not about gag reflex punishment—it’s about breath, rhythm, and choice. Think of it like singing. You engage your diaphragm, you control the tempo, and you don’t perform anything you don’t consent to.”
I took another sip of champagne to calm my nerves.
Star held the dildo at a slight angle. “The whole time you must keep your jaw soft. Tongue relaxed. Don’t flatten it completely; give yourself a cushion. Also. . .use your hand. You’re not a vacuum cleaner.”
The room laughed.
I tried.
My jaw had been clenched since sunrise. Waking up to Scott being in the house had been pure torture. Dominic hadn’t even come up for breakfast, probably scared he would kill him in front of J and Oliver.
Fucking Scott. Maybe, I should just kill him.
I finished the champagne.
“You’ll find, ladies, that sometimes a good blowjob can solve all your problems.” Star looked at the dildo. “Even with the most unruly man.”
Cadence raised her hand because of course she did.
Shocked, Ro and I turned to her.
Star spoke, “Yes?”
Cadence smiled. “Do you have a recommendation on flavored lubricants versus unflavored?”
Ro widened her eyes.
I chuckled.
Star nodded. “If you’re going to ingest it, read the label. Glycerin can be irritating. Water-based is your friend. Silicone lube is great for hand work, not great for silicone toys. And always remember—your comfort is the point, not a footnote.”
“Thank you.” Cadence took out a small notepad and scribbled.
I grinned. “And who will you need flavored lube for?”
“You never know.” Cadence shrugged. “But, I do like to be prepared.”
Ro shook her head. “I just know Cadence is an absolute freak in bed. A nasty heifer that would make her mama want to slap her hoe-ass freaky self.”
Cadence rolled her eyes.
I snickered.
