Master No (Masters and Mercenaries, #9)(33)

She gasped as his fingers unerringly found her clitoris. The sensation seemed to sizzle all along her body.

“Tell me how you like it, Faith. Long and slow and easy, or rough and hard. I can give you what you want.” His words caressed her even as his hand was working to heat her up.

She shook her head. “I like it any way you want to give it to me. I’m not really picky, Ten. It’s been a while since my last orgasm, so I’m not going to be choosy.” She could barely breathe as he started rotating the pad of his thumb over and around her clit. “It’s probably been a year since I felt this good.”

The last real orgasm she could remember had been with Roger. The last time she’d felt a body pressed against hers and known she wasn’t alone. She hadn’t loved Roger, but at least he’d given her that comfort.

This was way past comfort. Actually, there wasn’t a damn thing about this that felt comfortable. This was wanting. She needed more from him. She pressed her hips up and was immediately rewarded for her actions with a little slap to her *.

Yeah, that did something for her, too.

“No. We’re going to start this out right, darlin’. Like I told you, plans have changed and I’m going to be more in charge than you imagined. Poor baby. She thought she was getting some pushover, sissy Dom who would let her take what she wanted.”

“I knew your nickname was Master No. I really didn’t think you were a pushover.” She defended herself, but she could tell what he was doing. This was one more flirtation. Though she was pretty sure he wasn’t what she’d bargained for. No, she’d thought she would find someone she could hold herself apart from, but it sure as hell wasn’t a sexy as sin cowboy with a dirty mouth that threatened to melt her insides.

His hand slid back down. This time a single finger slid through her thoroughly juicy *. “I’ll show you how little of a pushover I am tonight. We’re going to Sanctum and I’m going to have fun showing off my pretty sub. You should behave today because there could be consequences this evening if you’re not careful.”

She was going to be at a club tonight with this man at her side. It made her want to glow. Clubs were one place where she could simply be. In a club, she didn’t have to be a doctor, didn’t have the responsibility of hundreds of lives. In a club, she wasn’t Senator Hank McDonald’s daughter. In a club, her background didn’t matter. She got to be Faith, her own self.

Well, she also got to be Master T’s sub, and that was another reason to glow.

His finger slid inside, his thumb finding her clit again. “Who gives you pleasure?”

“You do, Sir.”

“Do you take it from me?”

She shook her head. “No. I’m sorry. I was eager. I’m usually better behaved than this, but now I think it was because I didn’t want my last Dom the way I want you.”

“Oh, I gotta say, I do love a manipulative brat. That kind of praise is going to get you what you want.” His lips lowered again, moving against hers as his hand found a rhythm. “But don’t try to take one from me again. I’m the Master here. I’m the man who takes care of you here.”

He added a second finger, f*cking her while his thumb pressed down. There was nothing to do but let him have his way. Yes, this was what she needed. He was right about that. All her inhibitions melted away. She didn’t need them.

“Look at me. Don’t close your eyes,” he commanded.

She looked up into his serious blue eyes. He was so lovely, with his square jaw and blade of a nose. Her Master was the very definition of masculine beauty. “Yes, Sir.”

His hands never stopped moving, and she was so close now as he watched her. “I want to see you come, darlin’. I want to watch you come for me and then it’s going to be my time. Then you’re going to roll a condom over my cock and I’m going to take you fast and hard. I won’t be able to hold back, Faith. I want you, too. I want you more than I’ve ever wanted another sub.”

His words warmed her, but she couldn’t think about it for too long because her body was taut, right on the edge. She couldn’t breathe as he sent her flying over it. Pleasure coursed through her, but when she opened her mouth to scream, he covered her. He kissed her, drinking down the sounds of her pleasure like a man dying of thirst.

So good. It felt so right to be here with him, and now she wished they weren’t wearing so many clothes. She wanted to curl against him, skin to skin.

His hand eased out and he gave her one last kiss before bringing his fingers to his mouth and thrusting them in, tasting her with obvious pleasure. “Damn, girl. You make a man feel good responding to him like that.”

She had to smile. “Yeah, I think that’s a ‘you’ response.”

It was only for him.

“We’re going to keep it that way. After I have my time, I’m going to feed my pretty sub and then we’re going to talk about moving to my place. But for now, how about we get out of all these clothes and get to know each other even better?” He was reaching for her tank top when there was a short knock and then the door opened.

“Hey, sleepy head, I brought you some coffee. Well, Theo’s version of coffee. It tastes like shit to me. Oh, hey, Ten.” Erin grinned. “I noticed you weren’t on the couch. I thought you’d gone out.”