Reveal Me, Sir (Doms of Decadence 9)

She sucked in a breath. Then she slowly smiled. Yeah, she was fucking beautiful all right.

“Thank you, Sir.”

He held out his hand. “Stand.”

She clasped her hand in his and he helped her up, steadying her against him when she faltered a little.

“Sorry, Sir. I’m a little nervous.”

“Nothing to be sorry about. You need to lean on me at any time you go right ahead.”

“You mean that?”

“I do,” he told her firmly. “Even if you decide not to sign a contract with me, I want you to know I’m here for you, Ria.”

He worried for a moment he was coming on a bit strong. But there was wonder in her face. And he certainly did mean every word.

“Thank you, Sir. I appreciate that.”

He leaned in and kissed her. He ran his tongue over the seam of her mouth, stealing a taste of her before pulling back. He had to hold her steady again as she swayed.

“I like knowing I affect you so strongly that your legs go weak.”

She grinned. “So do I, Sir. Although I’d rather not fall over while I’m nekkid.”

“Nekkid?” He laughed.

Red flushed her cheeks.

“You’re cute when you blush. Going to have to make you do that more often.”

“Pretty sure it’s what I’ve been doing all night, Sir.”

“Then I’m doing my job well.”

“Oh, you’re very good, Sir.”

He cupped her breasts. “We’re going to have to remove these clamps now. And then deal with your punishment.”

Oh, God, removing the nipple clamps were going to hurt, she just knew it. As if he sensed her fear, he pulled her closer and kissed her. It was a sweet kiss. Soft. “Remain very still, wildcat.”

Fuck. Fuck.

He lifted her right breast and licked the flat of his tongue across the tip of her nipple. She gasped at how sensitive it was. He moved to her other nipple and did the same.

Holy shit.

Then he suddenly undid the left clamp, removing it. She cried out as blood rushed back into the compressed nipple. Oh fuck! That hurt. He immediately sucked on the abused nub. The pain morphed into something else. Something hot and demanding that had her making soft whimpering noises.

“That’s a good girl. I know that hurt. But I’m going to make it all better. Sh. Hush, now.”

She clamped her lips together to stop any more noises from escaping her lips. Trouble was, she knew what was coming next.

He undid the next clamp and she let out a cry. Oh, God. Oh, God. He suckled gently, running his tongue over the nipple. Her legs started to buckle, and he grabbed her around the waist, holding her steady.

“Easy now. You’re okay.” He held her against him, rubbing her back until she’d calmed. Then he drew back to look down at her. “All right now?”

All right? No, she wouldn’t say that. Horny and wanting him? Yes, definitely.