Make Me, Sir (Doms of Decadence 5)

“That’s nice,” she said dreamily.

Would he ever understand her? Maybe once he was old and gray. The thought of growing old with Reaga

n didn’t scare him. Tiny pushed that thought aside. There was too much going on for him to think too far into the future. Too much for them to overcome.

He lifted her off him. “Go wait in the bedroom. On your back. Legs spread.”

She practically ran to obey him.

Tiny smiled over her eagerness. She was good for his ego. And too damn sexy for his own good. He took a few minutes to calm himself. The last thing he wanted was to come as soon as entered that lush pussy.

When he had clawed back some control, he made his way down the hallway and walked into the bedroom to find the candles had been relit. The flickering light cast a soft glow over the room and made Reagan look almost ethereal as she lay naked on the bed, the light glinting off her blonde hair.

“Legs wider,” he told her abruptly. He moved to her wardrobe, he needed to find something to bind her. He wished he’d brought his toy bag with him. He looked inside and spotted a couple of scarves. Perfect.

Striding over to the bed, he took a moment to study her. Damn perfect.

“Arms above your head.”

He was pleased with the way she immediately obeyed him. Already the trust between them was growing. He quickly tied her wrists to the metal headboard.

“If you want to stop, you say red. I don’t like fancy safe words, they’re too easy to forget.”

“Okay,” she replied, testing the bonds.

“Too tight?”

“No.”

He tilted her head back and ravished her mouth. Moving down her body, he nipped at her nipples, tugging on them until she groaned. “Need nipple clamps.”

“Oh, God,” she whimpered. “I’ve got some. In the top bedside drawer.”

He raised his eyebrows but moved over to the bedside drawers. When he opened the drawer, he nearly whistled in surprise. Not only did she have nipple clamps, but a butt plug, lube, and a vibrator.

“Who’s used these on you?” He held up the nipple clamps.

“No one. Used them on myself. Well, not the plug.”

He’d fix that. He leaned in and sucked on one nipple, pulling on it gently. Then he turned to the other nipple, repeating his movements. When he pulled away, her breath was coming fast, her face flushed with pleasure.

He reached over and grabbed the vibrator. It was fairly small. A basic model. He turned it on, and it buzzed, making her jump.

“No coming,” he ordered, nearly smiling at the sweet little noises she made.

He reached down and held the tip against her clit as he returned to her nipples, sucking and pulling on them in turns until she was whimpering, her head thrashing back and forth.

“I—I can’t. I can’t stop it.”

He drew back, pulling the vibrator away from her clit. Sweat coated her body in a fine sheen, and she was breathing fast. Her eyes were glazed as she watched him pick up a nipple clamp. He pushed the vibrator deep inside her then turned it on. She arched up with a groan, and he sucked her nipple into his mouth briefly before pulling away and fastening the nipple clamp around her plump nipple.

She cried out as he tightened it, but he saw the way she trembled. The slight bite of pain would only add to her pleasure. He moved quickly to the other nipple, leaving the vibrator where it was as he clamped her nipple.

Tiny gave her a light kiss. “Good?”

“Yes, Sir. Please, Sir,” she begged.

“Soon,” he promised. He stood, stripping his clothes off slowly, giving himself a chance to claw back some control. The soft sounds of pleasure she made didn’t help much. Once he was naked, he rolled on a condom. He removed the vibrator. Taking hold of her legs, he placed each leg over his arms. Then he thrust deep inside her before stilling, his jaw clenched. Christ, she felt so good.