“It’s not for your inhi
bitions.” The vodka sloshed as he took the bottle and drank.
Wait, what the hell was he talking about? “If we’re going to do something you’re not comfortable with, maybe no booze.”
He gave a tight smile. “Even if I got wasted, which I’m not going to do, you’d be fine. I just want to take my edge off.”
The curiosity in me grew ten-fold. What did he have planned that he was nervous about? The bottle of vodka clunked on the table and his fingertips, chilled from the icy bottle, skimmed over my belly. I flinched at the cold, but melted into him.
His hands roamed over my skin, traveling behind me. His palms caressed my ass, his fingers digging into the round flesh, kneading me. His tongue skirted the top edge of my garter belt. The slow burn of anticipation ignited.
“Let’s go in the bedroom,” I whispered, anxious to get started.
The corner of his mouth lifted into a coy smile. “You don’t get to dictate how tonight’s gonna go. I’ve got a word for you that I hope you like. Obey.”
The air left my body in a shuddering hiss. He was right, I did like the word, but I didn’t want him clued in on that just yet. We could have some fun before he discovered it. I sank down on his lap, tugging the already loosened knot of his tie free. “Oh, really? You want me to obey you . . . Sir?”
He tried to hide it, but the words made an impact. His hands were below my garters and clenched on the bare flesh of my hips. The silk of his tie threaded around his collar, slipped quietly along the fabric as I pulled it free. Undressing him slower than I ever had, even though my mind was screaming to tear his clothes off.
I leaned in and dropped my head so my lips were just by his ear and used the sexiest voice I had. “What happens if I don’t obey?”
“You’re going to want to try very hard, because you’ll like the reward. Now sit back up on the table right here like you were when I came in.”
I hadn’t finished unbuttoning his shirt, but I abandoned the task and did what he told me. I wasn’t sure who I was obeying right then, him or my lust. I seated myself and spread my legs wide. He slid his chair forward a few inches. Hands smoothed over my knees, running up my legs until they reached the elastic garter straps.
He hooked one under a finger and pulled it back, letting it snap harmlessly against my skin, but I jumped. The reminder of what he could do with a rubber band flashed through my mind and made my face warm.
He glanced at his watch before leaning in so his head was between my thighs, hovering just out of reach of pleasing me.
“Are we on a schedule?” I teased.
“Maybe I want to see how fast I can make this body come.”
No time at all. A single command and I was sure I’d be a quivering mess. I swallowed a breath as his lips grazed me. I moaned when his tongue got into the mix. He stroked and swirled the tip over me, coaxing an orgasm to come close.
His mouth only stopped long enough to speak, and then resumed fucking me. “Can you obey, Payton? Can you be a good girl and do exactly what I tell you?”
I stared down at the top of his head and watched his tongue slide inside me. I groaned in satisfaction. “Yes, Sir.”
He rewarded me with a frenzied flutter right on my clit, and I gasped. The need for release was ramping up big time—
There was a sharp knock on the front door and I jolted off of Dominic’s mouth. He wiped his mouth with a hand, and as it fell away, it revealed a sinful smile beneath. Like he expected this knock.
“I forgot to mention we have company tonight,” he said. His eyes were dark and focused. “Go answer the door.”
I blinked back the fog of my impending orgasm and swayed. “What?” I was essentially naked. And, company?
“Are you going to do what I said?” he challenged, although it sounded like he was holding his breath.
It had to be Akira. Dominic knew hardly anyone else here, and last time he’d made plans like this, he’d been nervous. I climbed down from the table and onto my shaky legs, and marched to the door. I was excited to meet the man who had offered to help train Dominic, and the idea of another session tonight was unbelievably arousing.
I pulled the door open and gazed out into the hallway, my mouth forming the introduction to him, but my brain went blank.
Not a man. A woman.
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