Just For You, Sir (Doms of Decadence 1)

Leaning in, he kissed her deeply, moving his free hand around to cup one of her breasts. It filled his palm nicely, the nipple firm.

“Do you surrender now?” he whispered.

“Yes.”

“Good girl.” He kissed his way down her neck to her shoulders, nipping the part where her shoulder and neck met. She leaned against him. He let go of her hands so he could run his hands down her sides.

“Put your legs around my waist,” he told her, lifting her up. She slid her legs around him, her pussy against his waist. He nuzzled between her breasts, then reaching around, undid her bra, pulling it off and flinging it away to reveal her beautiful breasts. Leaning down, he sucked one nipple into his mouth while squeezing the other between his finger and thumb.

“Oh, oh,” she cried out, pressing herself against him. Derrick slid his free hand down to cover her ass, squeezing the firm cheek as he continued to erotically torture her breasts.

“Derrick, oh God.”

“Like that, baby?” he asked.

“Umm-hmm,” she replied, her head lolling back.

“Good. If you want to stop, tell me now,” he whispered harshly. His cock throbbed, protesting his words. But the last thing he wanted was to scare her away or overwhelm her.

“You stop now and I’ll hurt you,” she said fiercely, surprising him. That slightly reserved air had disappeared throughout the night, revealing a passionate, rather feisty woman.

He liked it.

Her full breasts bobbed just above the water. He cursed himself for not putting in more outdoor lighting, he needed to see all of her.

He pushed her up higher, nuzzling between her breasts before lapping at her right nipple.

Lick. Nibble. Suck.

Repeat.

Absolutely delicious. He moved across to her other nipple. Jacey twisted her fingers through his hair, not painfully, but enough to let him know how affected she was.

“You’re so beautiful. I need to taste all of you.” Desire swamped him, rushing over him in waves.

He lifted her up and sat her on the side of the pool, kissing her lower stomach.

“Lie back.”

“Derrick…” she said hesitantly.

“Please,” he forced out, holding back his natural need to command her. Jacey wasn’t his sub; he wasn’t sure how she would react if he were to completely take the reins.

She lay back.

“Tell me if you get cold,” he told her, running his hand up her smooth, firm limbs. Reaching for her tiny panties, he tugged them off, revealing her pussy to his gaze.

He cupped her, loving the way she shuddered.

“I’ve been dreaming of this since I met you, Jacey.”

“You have?”

“Oh yes.”

He couldn’t wait to taste her. Take her. Forcing himself to slow down, Derrick grabbed her ankles, pushing her legs up, placing her feet flat on the edge of the pool. This opened her up entirely to him.

“Derrick, I don’t—”