The Dom Who Loved Me (Masters and Mercenaries #1)(40)

Sean pulled his hand away and without really thinking about it, brought his fingers to his mouth. He loved the tangy taste of her. He licked his fingers then decided that little appetizer didn’t suit him. He needed more than an amuse-bouche.

Grace let out a breathy cry as he got down on his stomach and shoved his face in her *. He licked her from her pulsing clit to just before the rosette of her ass where he firmly intended to spend some time this evening. He gently ate at her tender labia, his tongue swirling, lapping up the cream that poured out of her. Her * was plump and ripe and ready to go off again. He brought two fingers up, coated them in her arousal and gently pushed them inside her cunt. His tongue set a firm, quick rhythm against her clit. He f*cked her with his fingers and tongue until his sweet, obedient sub gave up and cried out over and over. Sean didn’t stop until her shaking did. Her whole body jumped as he gave her clit one last lick. Aftershocks.

Sean got up from the bed. Grace fell back with a little cry. He waited patiently for her to open her eyes. It took a moment, but those hazel beauties were round when she finally sat up.

“I know I wasn’t supposed to make a sound. I’m sorry, Sir.”

She wasn’t. He could tell. Again, another part of the game. He liked playing with Grace because she really was playing. She wanted the spanking he’d promised her. She would enjoy it thoroughly. He could play with her like this in the evenings and during the day she would turn her tart tongue on him and put him on his ass when he needed it. It was the best of both worlds. A submissive in the bedroom and an utterly reliable partner in the outside world.

“Hands and knees, little one. Present that ass to me.”

She wiggled it a little as she followed his command. She was saucy even when she was playing the game. She thought she knew what was going to happen. It was time to trip her up a little, to let her know she couldn’t count on her Dom to follow the rules.

“Discipline doesn’t always involve a spanking, little one. Sometimes it’s much worse.”

“How much worse?” She turned her head back, and Sean was happy with the bit of trepidation in her eyes.

“I hope you enjoyed those orgasms, sweetheart. They’re the last you’ll have for a bit.”

Sean got the vibrator he’d bought and carefully cleaned. He took up a position behind her and set it on a low hum. Grace’s * was wet with anticipation when he gently worked it into her. “Hold it in place, Grace. I’m not done showing you your toys yet.”

Her hand came up to hold the vibe in place. She wobbled for a moment but maintained her position. Sean took out his next little gift. A nice-sized plug. He chuckled as he lubed it up. Grace was already groaning. The vibe was starting to work back and forth, harder and faster in her *.

“Don’t you come, sub.” It was an order given with every bit of bite he’d have put into ordering around his old unit. The vibe’s motion slowed. “I swear I’ll have you tied to the headboard and feet in a spreader, and you’ll have to sleep that way. You won’t come for days, but you’ll suck me morning and night. Is that understood?”

“Yes, Sir.” She sounded like it was hard to concentrate. He intended to make it almost impossible.

“Now, when I say so, I want you to push back against me.”

Grace groaned and muttered a curse word under her breath. She seemed to know what was coming.

Sean smacked her ass. “Watch your language, little one.” He took the perfectly lubed plug and placed it against her tight little *. He worked the pink plug in just a bit. She was tight. Sean’s dick throbbed in anticipation. She was going to be like a vise on his cock. He rimmed her hole and started to thrust the plug into her ass in short strokes. Gradually his patience was rewarded as she began to flower open for him.

“Push back.”

Her backside obediently flattened out and pushed back against his hand. The plug slid home, deep inside her ass, opening her for his later use. Grace let out a shaky breath. Sean sat back on his heels and looked at her. The plug was a sweet little sign of his possession. Sean leaned over and kissed the dimples in her lower back. He ran his hands along the globes of her ass. She was so feminine. There was nothing bony or boyish about his Grace. She was made for a man to enjoy. Sean intended to be that man—the only one.

He reached down, and his hand replaced hers on the vibe. He f*cked her gently, making sure to stop every time she approached orgasm. He used one hand on the vibe and let his free hand tug on the clamps, pulling and plucking her nipples like he was playing an instrument. Grace was shaking with the need to come after the time ticked on and on. Her head fell forward, and he knew she had reached her boundary. This was what a Dom did. He pushed his sub to find her limits and bring her the greatest pleasure she could experience.

“Beg me, Grace.”

She didn’t hesitate. “Please. Please, Sir. Please let me come.”

He decided it was time to give in. He picked up the condom he’d laid out and rolled it on his dick. “Since you asked so nicely. But not without me. Hold the vibe, little one.”

Her hand came up to keep her * filled. His balls drew up painfully at just the thought of what he was about to do. Sean gingerly pulled the plug out of her hole. The little rosette puckered and clenched as though trying to keep its prize. He had something bigger in mind. He squirted warm lube on his hands and stroked himself from bulb to base, making sure he was slippery. He heard Grace moan, and her hips shook. He could feel her heat from here. His hands were a little shaky, too. It had been so long since sex had been more than a physical itch to be scratched. There was so much more than his cock involved in this.