Dominance Never Dies (Masters and Mercenaries #11)

“See.” She was sitting there, her breasts on display, and there was absolutely no shyness about her. She was a woman who knew what she wanted and he was so fucking happy that she wanted him. “A little stuffy.”


He’d always thought she would be a super brat, so freaking sassy it would make him insane. He was going to spank her hard one of these days. Not today. Today he moved between her legs, spreading them wide. The dresser put her at exactly the right height for what he wanted to do. “I’ll show you how stuffy I can be.”

He pushed and pulled until she was leaning back, offering up her generous breasts. The pink and brown nipples were tight, but she had good-sized areolas. He licked at one as her legs wound around him. He could have told her he wasn’t going anywhere, but he liked having her holding him tight.

Such pretty breasts and while he was topping her they were all fucking his. He sucked a nipple into his mouth and was rewarded with a long moan as her body bowed. The way he’d placed her on the dresser forced her to balance herself with both hands, leaving him free to play with her any way he pleased.

He sucked on one nipple while he played with the other, rolling the little bud between his thumb and forefinger. He tweaked it hard at exactly the same moment he gave her a nip.

“Case. Oh, god, Case.” His name came out of her mouth on a little squeal. “More. Please give me more.”

He would give her everything, but he didn’t intend to give in to her every demand. He was going to take his time. He was going to enjoy every second he had with her. When they got back home, their play sessions would likely be few and far between. A weekend here. A spare afternoon there. He had a few days to be her full-time Dom. And yes, he fully intended to take charge everywhere he could despite what he’d told her. The whole damn operation would be dangerous and he wasn’t going to let her get hurt.

He would just have to be sneaky about it.

He switched places, laving his affection on the other nipple while his spare hand started to work its way down. He was going to make her come. A nice starter orgasm that would make her limp and submissive and willing to give him fucking everything.

“Do you have any idea what I’m about to do to you?” He brought his head up, staring into her eyes. Her desire was right there, arousal making her pupils dilate. She wasn’t hiding anything from him now. She was completely honest with him when they were physical.

“Tell me, you dirty boy.” She shifted her hips, helping him to slide his hand into her jeans.

He loved a challenge and Mia was all alpha female, come-and-take-it, big boy challenge. “I’m going to rub that little clit of yours until you come all over my hand, and then when you’re limp and satisfied and you think you’ve had everything you want, I’m going to strip you down, throw you on that bed, and make a meal of you.”

His fingers slipped under the waistband of the panties he was going to rip off her body soon enough, and there it was. He slid the pad of his middle finger over her clitoris, watching as she gasped and bit her bottom lip. He circled the button of her clit, watching her every reaction.

“I’m going to eat your pussy like no one’s eaten it before. All that arousal you’re putting out right now, that’s going to be my dinner. All your sweetness, I’m going to lap it up. I’ll lick you everywhere, spread you wide so I don’t miss a drop, and then do you know what I’ll do?”

She flushed the prettiest shade of pink that had nothing to do with embarrassment and everything to do with how close to the edge she was. He could feel it. She’d started to move in time with his finger, begging him for more. Her female flesh was soaked with arousal. It coated his fingers and made it easy to work her clit. “Please tell me, Case.”

Dirty talk seemed to do it for her. It was good because he’d thought the dirtiest, filthiest things about her. He dreamed of doing everything to her, of bringing her pleasure in every way a man could bring to a woman.

He leaned in, sensing how close she was to the edge. He was about to push her over. “Then, when I’ve licked every inch of that sweet pussy, that’s when I’m going to shove my tongue up your cunt and get some more because I won’t ever want to stop. I’ll fuck you with my tongue until I make you come all over again. You want to ride my tongue, Mia?”

He pressed down and rotated.

“Yes,” she started to shout.

He covered her mouth, drinking down the sounds of her orgasm as he let her ride it out. She brought her arms up, obviously no longer caring whether or not she fell. Or she simply trusted him. He wrapped his free arm around her, trapping her against him.

He kissed her as she came down, their tongues playing more softly now. When he withdrew his hand, she tightened her arms around him.

“Don’t go,” she whispered against his lips. “I want everything you promised me, cowboy.”