Sinfully Yours, Sir (Doms of Decadence 4)

“Green, Sir.”

“Good girl.” Cupping her face between his hands, he kissed her. Gently at first, he kept the kiss soft and light. When her lips parted, he deepened the kiss, clasping her tight against him. She was so small and delicate, particularly in comparison to him. He knew he had to go slow. The last thing he wanted was to scare her off. His size intimidated a lot of people, but he wanted her to see him as protective, not aggressive.

Stepping back, he ran his hands down her raised arms and over her sides. Reaching under her skirt, he grasped hold of her ass firmly. She gasped and arousal filled her gaze. Hmm, something to consider.

He cupped her warm pussy. She wasn’t wearing any underwear, just as he’d ordered.

“Good girl,” he told her as he pressed down on her clit with his hand, rubbing back and forth. “Are you getting wet for me, Tilly?” He didn’t intend for them to have sex tonight, she wasn’t ready for that. But she would be finding pleasure in his arms, that was for damn sure.

Tilly flushed, but bravely met his gaze. “Yes, Sir.”

He grinned and gently split her lower lips apart with his fingers before lazily running a finger up and down her slit. Moisture coated the digit quickly. He brought his finger to his mouth and sucked. Slowly, he undid the top of her corset.

“Where are you at, Tilly?” he asked as he slowly pulled one breast free. Her nipple was puckered and he blew on it softly, making her groan.

“G-green, Sir.”

“You tell me if that changes.” He freed the other breast. They were firm, round and tipped with dark brown nipples. He took one nipple into his mouth, sucking on it before flicking it with the tip of his tongue. He plucked at the other nipple with his fingers until he heard her whimper.

Glancing up, he took in her glazed look with satisfaction. She wasn’t worrying about who was watching them anymore.

Dylan kissed his way over her breasts, up her neck to take her mouth with his once more. Reaching around, he tucked her skirt up, leaving her ass bare.

Moving behind her, he rubbed her round ass. He knew she thought it too round and large, but he thought her ass was damn sexy.

“I intend to have this ass one day,” he whispered in her ear.

She shivered.

“Does that turn you on, Tilly?”

“Yes,” she replied so quietly he could barely hear her.

“Me too.” He pressed against her, letting her feel how hard he was.

“Has anyone ever had your ass?” he asked.

“No, Sir.”

Pleasure filled him. “Good.”

He smacked his hand down on her butt, slowly warming her up. He paused after a few smacks to just take in the sight of her, bound and waiting on his pleasure. He slapped his hand against her soft bottom, loving the way she jolted then groaned.

When her ass was bright red, he picked up a flogger.

“Where are you at, Tilly?”

“Green, Sir,” she replied.

Dylan twirled the strands of the flogger over her skin before flicking it down against her butt. He worked his way slowly down her thighs and legs. By the time he dropped the flogger a sheen of sweat was coating her skin. He grabbed a leather paddle, giving each of her ass cheeks a firm smack.

“Tilly?” he asked, checking in with her.

“Green, Sir. Green for go. Green as grass. Green like Kermit the Frog.”

He bit back a laugh.

“That just earned you five more.”