Zak took a shower while Drina checked in with Brianna and Coco. After a lengthy conversation, she entered the bedroom.
Draped in a white sheet at his waist, Zak said, “Take your clothes off.”
“Here?” She felt her skin heat. She and Zak were just starting their sexual relationship and she felt somewhat timid about undressing in front of him. She quickly replayed the hot sex they’d enjoyed and overcame any shyness as the images flashed in front of her mind’s eye, scenes that had included Dallas, too.
Pushing aside the thoughts of another man, she admired the Dom in her bed, the Dom who had collared her and had promised to love and protect her. She was a lucky woman, a woman who had known what she wanted as much as who she wanted ever since she’d set eyes on Zak Blazier.
She undressed in front of him and took her time, deciding then that they had a spectacular connection, a loving relationship. Yes, she had enjoyed Dallas. She was attracted to him, but she was wildly mad about Zak. She loved him.
Zak curved his muscular arm around his head and stared at her with lust in his eyes. “You’re so beautiful.”
“I’m so horny,” she admitted, noting the hard shaft tenting the sheet.
“Then you probably need to take a cold shower,” he said, reaching under the coverlet and giving himself a few good pulls.
Her mouth watered as she watched him. She longed to see him, touch him.
“Are you going to shower or watch me, sub?”
“My training is beginning now. Isn’t it?”
He lifted the sheet and showed himself. “Come here, Drina.”
She went to the side of the bed and waited. Having heard enough stories from her sisters and friends, she understood what to expect, what was bound to happen next.
Zak swung his legs around to the side of the bed. “On your knees between mine, sub.”
“Yes, Sir,” she said, noting the smile tilting his lips.
“Put your hands behind your back. Let me use your mouth for my pleasure.”
“Yes, Sir,” she said, nearly salivating at the thought.
Zak then guided his cock to her lips. Stroking the texture of her mouth with the tip of his dick, he wet her lips with his pre-cum, dragging his dick back and forth before sliding between her lips. “Suck me.”
She wanted to touch him. She longed to cradle his balls and use her hands. Instead, she kept her arms behind her back and let him guide her head over his groin. He thrust inside her mouth with even strokes, pulsing at the back of her throat one minute and thrusting with vigor the next. “Hmm, yes.” He pressed his palm to her cheek, withdrew, and whispered, “Now go shower.”
“Let me get you off, Sir.” Her ragged breaths made her sound desperate, and rightfully so. She wanted to please him and leaving him aroused made her feel less than adequate.
“Go. Drina.” He used a firm tone and she pressed her lips together, unwilling to argue even though she felt cheated.
Backing away from the bed, she watched him in her periphery and wondered if he’d jack off as he waited for her. Stopping before she entered the bathroom, she asked, “Did I do something wrong?”
“Did I say you disappointed me?”
“No, Sir,” she replied, already familiar with the way Zak would want her to address him and trying to remember to show him respect. Training had begun. They’d already briefly discussed her soft and hard limits, what they meant, and what he expected. Respect and trust were crucial in their relationship and she wasn’t about to let him down.
Still, Drina felt as if she had.
“I can’t leave you when I didn’t please you.”
Zak rose from the bed and approached her with an easy gait. Standing behind her, he cupped her chin and forced her head back. He gave her a quick kiss and in a raspy voice, he said, “Bend over.”
“Here?”
“Yes, sub. Here.”
Drina minded him then, loving the rough edge in his voice, the Dom rolling to the fore as if she’d called upon him on command. Gradually, she bent over.