She quickl
y covered each breast with a hand and said, “No! Don’t touch me!” and immediately started sobbing.
Grabbing her in his arms, Derek picked her up and carried her to the bed.
Sitting with her on his lap, he held her tight and let her cry for a while. It had been an emotional time for her, and Derek knew she needed to let it all out.
Sometimes he could be an ass and think only of himself. He had put aside everything she had been through and let his dick do the thinking. He hadn’t even considered that she had no idea what she was getting into and just kept pushing and pushing. No wonder she was sobbing in his arms.
Lying back on the bed, he stretched her out on top of him and pulled a light blanket over both of them.
Holding her, he let her cry until she had it out of her system. Eventually she stopped crying and fell into a deep sleep.
Derek lay awake most of the night, keeping her on top of him, wanting her close. Sometime in the early hours of the morning, he finally drifted off to sleep.
Chapter Five
When Derek woke, it was to a beautiful sight. Dottie was straddling him and had bent to lick and suck the skin on his chest and abs. Swirling her tongue over and over his skin and rubbing her little pussy over his manhood. What a way to wake up. He lay for several minutes and let her do her thing before she lifted and saw him watching her.
“Morning lover,” she said in a deep, sexy voice.
“Morning yourself,” he replied, pulling her to him for a deep soul-reaching kiss. “You may continue.” He sounded like a sultan granting his slave permission to serve him.
“Oh I may, may I?” she said saucily.
Fisting his hand in her hair, he pulled her over him until her breasts were dangling over his mouth like ripe peaches waiting to be plucked. Which, of course, he did. Taking a nipple between his teeth, he pulled, stretching her dangling fruit until she made a little squeal. Releasing her nipple and her hair, he cupped the back of her head and grinned. “You may.”
Not saying a word, she went back to her task.
He folded his arms under his head and lay back to watch the show.
Dottie licked and sucked her way over his chest, taking each nipple briefly between her teeth, and worked her way down to his navel, where she swirled her tongue around, briefly dipping in before following the trail of hair to his treasure.
Scooting back toward his knees, she took him in her hand and looked up into his face. “Baby, anything you want.”
She smiled before leaning down to run her tongue from the base to the head of his cock. Wrapping both hands around him, she licked the small white drop of moisture there, before taking as much as she could in her mouth. Smiling when Derek groaned, she pulled back, lightly scraping her teeth against him.
When he shifted his hips and fisted both hands in her hair, she did it again and again, loving the feel of power she had over this dominant man.
Taking as much of him in her mouth as she could, she hollowed her cheeks and licked and sucked him until, using his hands in her hair, he took control of her head and started fucking her face.
“Baby, I’m going to come. I hope you swallow. If not, you need to pull back now.” He groaned and eased up the grip on her hair.
When after a few seconds she didn’t move, he held her head tight and let himself go, ramming his dick in her mouth faster and faster and hitting the back of her throat with each stroke until his release. Letting go of her hair, he cupped the back of her head and held her to him, panting and trying to catch his breath.
Dottie cleaned him off with her tongue and released him from her mouth. Laying her head on his thigh, she grinned with satisfaction. She had brought this man to his knees. She had taken the power and done this to him. He may be the dominant, but she held the power, and it felt good.
She lay there, her head on his thigh for several minutes until she felt him relax and his breath calm, then she crawled up his body, making sure to drag herself against him until she could lay her head on his shoulder, running her hand over the skin she had licked earlier.
Looking up into his smiling face, she asked, “Was it okay, lover?” Her voice was deep and gravely and full of satisfaction and confidence.
“Better than okay, and don’t get over-confident, I allowed you to do that.”
“Yes, lover,” she answered him, like she knew better.
“You had better watch it, girl, or I’ll make good on the dare that was put down last night and show you just how I control that body.” He growled, pulling her up to take her lips with his.
When he broke off the kiss, her eyes were wide and her pussy gushed more. With one kiss, one look, one word, this man had total control over her, mind and body. Everything and everyone else were forgotten. How could he do that to her? If she stayed with him, she was going to have to build a resistance to him or he would get his way all the time. She couldn’t have that.