Desired (Club Sin 3)

He grasped her hair tightly, bringing her face close to his and holding her wrists, forcing her to stay put. “I can’t fuck you in the dungeon, as a Club Sin Master. But I can fuck you somewhere else in this house.” Her minty breath washed over his face, and it took all his strength not to erase the distance. “Believe me, you would know if I wanted submission from you, sweetheart.”

“Oh,” she whispered, trembling in his arms.

Fuck, what she did to him. She was aroused. She was curious. She was willing. He didn’t need to see more. “You want to understand all this, yes?”

“Yes.”

His cock twitched and he had enough of teasing them both. “Then, Ella, I’m going to show you in the only way I know how to ensure you understand.” Gathering her in his hold, he rose. He placed his arm under her bare bottom and the heat of her ass pressed against his arm, igniting a groan from his throat.

Keeping his hand pinned in her hair, forcing her to hold his gaze and not worry that her ass was exposed, he headed for the exit. Ella wanted to learn. He wanted to teach her. Her musky scent of arousal mesmerized him, and her need reflected beneath her hooded eyelids.

He passed by couches, paying no attention to the members; even the sensual noises in the dungeon faded from his mind. As Sawyer had said, patience was not Kyler’s strong suit, and he certainly had none now.

“Where are we going?” she whispered in his ear.

“To fuck.”

Once he exited the dungeon, he hurried up the stairs, heading through the chef’s kitchen. The scent of banana loaf swept through his nostrils as he made his way to the bathroom in the back of the house near the games room. He considered taking her to a spare bedroom, but it lacked a mirror necessary for tonight.

When he entered the large powder room, he placed Ella on top of the marble vanity with the big round mirror at her back. He dragged his fingers from her hair, consumed with heat to possess her. Then he locked the door behind him, inhaling a sharp breath through his teeth.

He turned to Ella and found her gaze was as frozen on him as she remained statue still. Studying her, he loved how hot she was for him. Her hands were pressed in her lap, and he read her nervousness. Though it brought a wicked burn inside to rid her of it. She never needed to be nervous in his care. On the contrary, he craved to be that solid place for her.

“Hands down,” he ordered.

She blinked. “Why?”

“You want to learn, Ella. This is how the game is played.” He folded his arms and narrowed his eyes. Tonight, he was not playing with her as a submissive. She couldn’t possibly give him her submission. That relationship ran so deep it came only with time and trust, but he could give her tastes of what being with a Dom felt like. And why in the arms of a Dom a woman found freedom.

It was a different game for him.

He liked it.

“Do as I’ve told you,” he said in a firm voice.

She hesitated for only seconds before her hands lowered to the edge of the counter. While submission ran on an emotional level, a submissive also got off on dominance. Ella’s cheeks burned, and her breath was ragged through her parted lips, reflecting her desire.

He nodded approval. “Good. Now lift your skirt up around your hips.”

She raised her skirt and spread her legs, showing off that pretty pussy that had stayed on his mind all fucking week. Already learned that lesson to spread wide, did you?

Impressed by how she returned her hands to the vanity, he approached, and her eyes went wide. He held her potent stare and slid his fingers over her sex, and silky moisture coated his digits. “Soaking fucking wet, Ella.”

Her head fell back with her sigh. “Yes.”

Kyler pushed a finger inside her hot, slick heat, and she moaned deeply. Her inner walls squeezed his finger, demanding more. She was so damp with arousal he craved to put his cock right there and only increase the creamy nature of her body.

He twirled his finger until she squirmed against his touch. Then he pushed two fingers deep inside her and ran his thumb over her engorged clit. She lowered her head, her breath raspy and seductive. He stared into her eyes, loving the way she locked onto his gaze.

She was in tune with him, and it was a beautiful thing.

Following commands brings pleasure.

While working his fingers in and out of her, he grasped her hair and sealed his mouth over hers. She moaned against his lips, tumbling perfectly into his kiss. Her tongue swept over his, not in a demand for more but in a plea for him to take her higher.

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