For The Love Of Sir (Doms of Decadence 3)

Her body arched up as she screamed in satisfaction. His wife had barely made a whimper when she came, she’d have thought screaming the height of bad breeding.

Alex quickly shoved Simone from his thoughts. She had no business here.

Kneeling, he flipped Tara over onto her stomach and gave her ass a slap. “On your knees, sweetheart.”

She raised her ass into the air as she got up on her knees. She kept her upper body resting flat on the bed. Alex knelt between her open legs and drove himself inside her. He stiffened as she let out a small sound.

“Fuck! Did I hurt you?” He cursed himself for being too rough.

“What?” Tara glanced over her shoulder at him, her eyes glassy, her eyelids heavy. Satisfaction and contentment oozed from her. “No. Please, keep going. I need to feel you move. Please…”

With a sigh of relief. Alex moved out then pushed back inside her. This time far more gently.

“Harder,” she demanded. “Please, Sir,” she added as an obvious afterthought.

As his movements grew faster, heat spread through his body. His balls tightened and he gritted his teeth to hold himself back, to keep his orgasm at bay. Reaching around her, he found her clit, squeezing it lightly.

Tara let out a low moan as he tapped her clit.

“You’re coming with me, Tara,” he ordered.

“Can’t,” she panted. “Too soon.”

“I have command of this body, baby. Not you.”

He swirled his finger around her clit lightly, just brushing against it before flicking it again. Harder this time.

Alex felt her whole body tense beneath him, clenching as pleasure built inside her.

“Sir, please,” she cried out.

“Come now, Tara.”

She shuddered, her breath coming in hard pants as she came, her pus

sy clenching down on his cock.

It was enough to make him see stars. His world spun, black spots dancing in his vision as he gave a final thrust then let go, his orgasm stealing all his control, firing through his veins.

He collapsed, quickly rolling to his side so he didn’t suffocate her.

“Wow,” Tara said.

Alex grinned. That was about all he was capable of doing right now.

“I didn’t think I could come again so quickly.”

Leaning up on one elbow, he ran his fingers lightly over her body.

“Sounds like you’ve been running around with the wrong kind of Doms, sweetheart,” he told her, ignoring the jealousy that pumped through his veins at the thought of her with another man.

“I’ve never really dated a Dom before.”

“You haven’t?” He was surprised. He knew she hadn’t dated anyone at the club since she’d been working there, but he’d figured she must have dated a few previously.

Tara shook her head. “All the guys I’ve dated have been vanilla.”

“How many were there?” he asked, trying not to sound too jealous.