Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 82317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
I study her beautiful face, our eyes locked. Five minutes ago I was ready to stop this insanity and tell her we had to go our separate ways. Now, I know I’m going to fuck her, tonight, every night until we part ways, and any other opportunity in between. There’s no going back on that. The deal is set in my mind.
But I want Camille to understand what she’s getting into. I want her to know that I am always in control, and while I’ll always make it good for her, it’s only going to be done the way I say it’s going to be done. She may have some sexual experience, but I seriously doubt she’s ever been dominated the way I intend to dominate her.
Camille tries to push up on my lap so she can look at more clearly. “Jackson… I would really, really like you to fuck me.”
“Naughty words from a naughty princess.” While I admire her brazen request, I shake my head. “No. That will come later, but first I’m going to let you suck my dick.”
One side of her mouth tips up in a smirk, and she arches an elegant eyebrow, her expression imperious. “You’re going to let me suck your dick?”
I love her sass, and I itch to spank her again for it. But she’s no match for me, and I decide to let her in on how it’s going to be. “Actually, I’m going to make you.”
Her body trembles just from those words, and I know Camille is going to have no problem submitting to me. I withdraw my finger from her body and push her gently onto the ground as I spread my legs. She comes to rest on her knees before me. I don’t say a word but quickly undo my jeans, lifting slightly to push them down and free my swollen cock.
I grab the base of it, squeeze, and stroke upward, and a dribble of pre-cum becomes visible at the tip. My other hand goes to the back of Camille’s head, and I thread my fingers in that thick mane of hair, closing them in a tight grip so she can’t move unless I allow it.
Just one more thing… I lean forward and give her a searing kiss. Because with everything we’ve done and are about to do, kissing her is still the best part.
I pull back and am slightly charmed that her eyes are closed because she was sucked into that kiss. They fly open when I put pressure on her head and force her forward toward my dick.
I feel her breath on the tip and her tongue reaches out and gives it a slight lick. I push harder and her mouth opens, then she swallows me whole.
CHAPTER 16
Camille
The pressure of Jackson’s hand on the back of my head, the prickle on my scalp as he tightens his grip, the smell of him—all man—and I’m ready to do whatever he commands. He knows, just as I do, he doesn’t need that hand on my head for this.
He also knows, just as I do, I’m a woman who likes it.
I had not quite figured that out about myself, but clearly he did.
The salty taste of him explodes against my tongue as I take in his hard length as deep as I can. It tears a rumble from deep within his chest and turns me on to know that he’s turned on.
I’m not sure why Jackson feels the need to establish such dominance over me. Perhaps it’s his subtle way of saying this really is just sex and nothing more. It’s all about how to maximize his pleasure and mine, and when he asserts control over me, perhaps he’s sending an underlying message that my thoughts and feelings and desires don’t matter.
I can see him feeling that way. But I actually think it’s different.
Jackson knows I am a princess who can have anything she wants on a whim. While he assures me that I am not spoiled, entitled, or frivolous, I can have anything in the world that I want with just a snap of my fingers. The world is my oyster. With that type of power comes the freedom to be whatever and whoever I want to be. In my position, I was born to order people to do as I command and to do so with impunity.
By virtue of my crown and wealth, I am an inherent dominatrix over all those who come before me.
And I don’t like it one bit.
Jackson has figured that out about me, and while he might be domineering by nature and enjoys sex in that capacity, I think he’s forcing my head on his cock because he knows I actually need it.
I need the freedom from always having to be in charge and always being the one to make decisions.