nudity, Red and Junior suckling her thighs, fondling her ass. Even
with all the distractions, Daniel could tell that she saw him. Her Master.
He drew his thumbs over her nipples, making those firm buds
even harder, and pressed his fingers into her achingly soft globes.
A sigh rushed from him.
Alexandra’s mouth fell open. No sound came out. She seemed
to have forgotten how to speak. Moan. Breathe.
Daniel ran his hand down the curve of her sweet belly to her
amazing pussy. A bush was nice. This was fucking incredible. Slowly, he ran his
forefinger down her slit.
She made a noise of pure delight and coarse need. Daniel
wanted to bellow his joy. Succulent didn’t begin to describe how damp she was.
He intended to make her even wetter. To have her screaming
in delight, forgetting everything except him. He swooped down and drew her left
nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue over the long tip. It tasted faintly
of salt and smelled awesome, some kind of flower, possibly roses. As he drew it
farther into his mouth, Alexandra thrust out her chest, which told him she
wanted this. Daniel suckled gently, then roughly, unable to restrain himself.
Her whimpers turned to a bawdy moan.
Not wanting to neglect her other breast, he fastened his
mouth on that nipple and ran his fingers down her dewy cleft again, this time
touching her tiny nub, hard and erect.
She gasped.
Daniel stroked her until she started to pant, then stopped
and eased away, not giving her the orgasm he knew she wanted. A frown creased
her forehead. She moaned plaintively. Didn’t move him. Pleasure would come when
he granted it.
“Take everything off her,” he ordered the guys, his voice
thick, rasping. “Strip her bare.”
Color suffused her throat and the top of her chest.
Red and Junior eased her boxers and panties over her zebra-striped
boots. Nat slipped his arm around Alexandra’s waist, offering support as the
guys helped her out of the furry shoes.
Everything paused again. On her right foot was another tat,
more butterflies winging their way toward her toes.
“Let her go,” Daniel barked at the others, not sounding like
he usually did. Controlled. Cool. Professional. Where in the fuck had all this
intensity, this grinding desire come from?
He’d been without women before, his job ensuring it. Never
had he felt like this.
Deprived of everything except her tattoos and blush,
Alexandra swayed slightly, as though she hadn’t yet recovered from so much
carnal attention.
Daniel pointed to her panties. “Pick them up and hand them
to me.”
Unsteady and breathing hard, she delivered the fragile
fabric. He captured her wrist, holding on to her as he brought the lingerie to
his face and inhaled deeply of her enticing musk, a darkly sensual fragrance.
After a couple of tries, he managed a swallow.
She made a sound he’d never heard from another woman,
innocence mixed with depravity. A heady combination that thickened his blood.
He hadn’t planned to enjoy this with the other guys here. To
Daniel’s surprise, they added an element of lewdness that heightened his
hunger. Possibly because he was in charge. They wouldn’t dare make a move
unless he allowed it.
He wouldn’t grant them many.
Alexandra was his to play with, to teach, to train as the
perfect sub for him. No one else.
He sank into the closest chair. His legs bent at the knees
and parted widely, his jeans snug enough to show Alexandra the prominent ridge
between his legs, his excitement, what he had in store for her.
“On your knees,” he ordered. “Take off my boots.”
Chapter Five
She sank to the floor, not entirely in surrender. Her legs
wouldn’t hold her any longer.
Never had Alexandra imagined tonight turning out like this.
Her naked, everyone else still dressed. Nat and Red stood to her left, Junior
to her right. Daniel in front, lounging in the chair like a freaking king,
expecting her to yield to his demands.
She couldn’t just yet, too aware of her
with all the distractions, Daniel could tell that she saw him. Her Master.
He drew his thumbs over her nipples, making those firm buds
even harder, and pressed his fingers into her achingly soft globes.
A sigh rushed from him.
Alexandra’s mouth fell open. No sound came out. She seemed
to have forgotten how to speak. Moan. Breathe.
Daniel ran his hand down the curve of her sweet belly to her
amazing pussy. A bush was nice. This was fucking incredible. Slowly, he ran his
forefinger down her slit.
She made a noise of pure delight and coarse need. Daniel
wanted to bellow his joy. Succulent didn’t begin to describe how damp she was.
He intended to make her even wetter. To have her screaming
in delight, forgetting everything except him. He swooped down and drew her left
nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue over the long tip. It tasted faintly
of salt and smelled awesome, some kind of flower, possibly roses. As he drew it
farther into his mouth, Alexandra thrust out her chest, which told him she
wanted this. Daniel suckled gently, then roughly, unable to restrain himself.
Her whimpers turned to a bawdy moan.
Not wanting to neglect her other breast, he fastened his
mouth on that nipple and ran his fingers down her dewy cleft again, this time
touching her tiny nub, hard and erect.
She gasped.
Daniel stroked her until she started to pant, then stopped
and eased away, not giving her the orgasm he knew she wanted. A frown creased
her forehead. She moaned plaintively. Didn’t move him. Pleasure would come when
he granted it.
“Take everything off her,” he ordered the guys, his voice
thick, rasping. “Strip her bare.”
Color suffused her throat and the top of her chest.
Red and Junior eased her boxers and panties over her zebra-striped
boots. Nat slipped his arm around Alexandra’s waist, offering support as the
guys helped her out of the furry shoes.
Everything paused again. On her right foot was another tat,
more butterflies winging their way toward her toes.
“Let her go,” Daniel barked at the others, not sounding like
he usually did. Controlled. Cool. Professional. Where in the fuck had all this
intensity, this grinding desire come from?
He’d been without women before, his job ensuring it. Never
had he felt like this.
Deprived of everything except her tattoos and blush,
Alexandra swayed slightly, as though she hadn’t yet recovered from so much
carnal attention.
Daniel pointed to her panties. “Pick them up and hand them
to me.”
Unsteady and breathing hard, she delivered the fragile
fabric. He captured her wrist, holding on to her as he brought the lingerie to
his face and inhaled deeply of her enticing musk, a darkly sensual fragrance.
After a couple of tries, he managed a swallow.
She made a sound he’d never heard from another woman,
innocence mixed with depravity. A heady combination that thickened his blood.
He hadn’t planned to enjoy this with the other guys here. To
Daniel’s surprise, they added an element of lewdness that heightened his
hunger. Possibly because he was in charge. They wouldn’t dare make a move
unless he allowed it.
He wouldn’t grant them many.
Alexandra was his to play with, to teach, to train as the
perfect sub for him. No one else.
He sank into the closest chair. His legs bent at the knees
and parted widely, his jeans snug enough to show Alexandra the prominent ridge
between his legs, his excitement, what he had in store for her.
“On your knees,” he ordered. “Take off my boots.”
Chapter Five
She sank to the floor, not entirely in surrender. Her legs
wouldn’t hold her any longer.
Never had Alexandra imagined tonight turning out like this.
Her naked, everyone else still dressed. Nat and Red stood to her left, Junior
to her right. Daniel in front, lounging in the chair like a freaking king,
expecting her to yield to his demands.
She couldn’t just yet, too aware of her
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