The Dom's Invitation (excerpt)

Working Title: The Dom's Invitation Release Date: March 2020

EXCERPT... (unedited)

Sienna slid over to the middle of the bed. From the look on her face, I knew she was fighting the impulse to cover herself. God only knows why. She had a body built for pleasure. And I knew exactly how to give it to her with a pinch of pain I had learned her body wanted … needed.

“What toys do I have to work with?”

“What?” she countered, her face flaming so much she was in danger of spontaneously combusting.

“A woman such as yourself is bound to have at least one toy, Sienna,” I almost growled but kept myself in check. “Where do you keep it … or them?”

For the first time, she broke eye contact with me. She hesitantly pointed to one set of drawers on the left of the bed.

“Top drawer,” she murmured.

“Eyes,” I reminded her sternly and they immediately locked back on mine. “Good girl,” I praised instinctively, taking my hands off the canopy. Making my way around the end of the bed, I approached the drawer and pulled it out to see what delightful toys I had at my fingertips. Well, well, well, I grinned upon seeing the selection. “You have quite the selection,” I commented idly, my grin stretching when she fidgeted on the bed. There were several vibrators at my disposal. All of them a matching color. “Guess purple is your favorite color?” I asked, pinning her with a fixed stare, amusement dancing in my voice. “Answer,” I directed when she went to nod again.

“Yes,” she confirmed, her eyes darting away for a split second before she refocused.

“Which one do you prefer?” If it was at all possible, her face turned an even brighter color red. “Every woman has her ‘go to’ toy – which one is yours?” Her drawer held four different types of g-spot stimulators, and one vibrator/suction combination. I knew which one I wanted her to specify.

“The U-shaped one,” she eventually answered. Good girl. I picked it up, then closed the drawer.

“This one?” I held it up, grinning. She went to nod again, but before I had a chance to remind her to use her voice, she answered.

“Yes.” I leaned over the side of the bed and dropped it right beside her. Her eyes dropped away from mine for a brief second to look down at the purple vibrator/sucker, a frown marring her forehead when she regained eye contact with me. I moved back down to the end of the bed and reclaimed my hold of the canopy. “You know your body better than anyone. Show me how make yourself cum.”

“Wh-what?” she stammered, almost dying with embarrassment as her eyes flicked up and down between looking me in the eye, and looking at the toy almost touching the side of her thigh.

“Show me ... how you cum,” I directed a little more sternly, nodding my head down to the idle toy. She opened her mouth as if to say something but the authoritative stare I focused on her changed her mind, and her mouth closed again. I waited. Then I raised one firm brow. With just one look, my impatience was beginning to show. Moving one hand, she tentatively wrapped her fingers around the toy, picking it up. “Good girl,” I naturally praised, and encouraged her with a gentle smile while my grip tightened on top of the canopy.

My hands wanted to explore the naked beauty laid out before me, to play her body and extract the sweetest music from her like a conductor plays the orchestra in front of him. But I’d given her an instruction, and I needed to see if she was going to obey. I needed to see if the submissive nature hiding inside her was going to come out to play. I’d had a little taste of that side, and I wanted more. I wanted to nurture it … to watch it grow and flower to full bloom.

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