Part 27
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I buried my head in my pillows and sighed loudly, replaying the last hours’ events in my head. Why had Katherine turned me on so much? I had never looked at a woman the way I looked at her, never wanted a woman to touch me the way she touched me.
Could I be...
‘No. You just like being dominated. Doesn’t matter the gender. You are a submissive slut.’
I laughed into the pillow at the realization. God, I was a submissive slut.
“Why are you laughing?”
I turned my head to see Dominic bathed in the light from the setting sun coming through my curtainless window.
“Just thinking, sir,” I sighed and laid my head against the pillow, still looking up at him.
His eyes raked down my naked back and behind and down my legs and then back up, “About?”
“I’ve never been with a woman before, sir,” I said shyly.
“Did she excited you?” His voice was questioning, his posture was domineering, his face gave no emotion.
“Yes, sir,” I whispered.
He paused for a moment, “You are mine, Genevieve.”
I sat up and folded my legs under me so that I was sitting on my knees, “I know, sir. It was exciting and new, but I’m not...”
He stepped closer and ran a few fingers down my neck, “Most of my subs aren’t and yet they still leave me for her.”
“I won’t, sir. You’ve got something she doesn’t and that’s important to me,” I smirked up at him.
“She has many, Genevieve. She has some that are much bigger than me and that excites most women.”
I thought for a moment. I didn’t want her. She was exciting and very hot in a dominating way, but I couldn’t shake wanting to see how this thing I had with Dominic would play out. I was intrigued with him and I knew he could take me to places, new heights, that even Katherine couldn’t.
“Can I ask you a question, sir?”
“Yes,” he absentmindedly ran a few fingers along my jaw and up to my temple and back down, all while staring into my eyes.
My breathing was heavy from all the...emotion he was showing without even showing any at all. The tenderness of his fingers against my skin, his soft eyes staring into mine, it made my heart full and my tummy hurt.
“You don’t get mad when she... steals your subs?”
“She’s my sister, Genevieve, and I will never let a woman come between us. She is more important to me than any submissive, any woman, and If a sub is so weak that she goes running to her then she can have them.”
I took a moment to take in all of his information before thinking about my next question, “So, she steals all of yours?”
He chuckles slightly, his eyes twinkling, “She gets a lot of her subs from me, yes. It does get infuriating at times, but if they leave me for her then I just have to find a stronger one next time.”
“I’m strong, sir,” I breathed as his thumb gently rubbed against my lips.
“It didn’t seem that way,” he murmured, his face hardening.
Fück!
“I’m sorry, sir. She caught me off guard and I was feeling needy and I have a thing...for...dominants. And she looks and acts and holds her self like you and she just reminded me of you, sir. I’m sorry and it won’t happen again. You have my word.”
“I hope so, Genevieve. I’d like to keep you for a while.”
I smile brightly. Even though this man already has a girlfriend, he still wanted to keep me, even if it was for rough sèx every once in a while. I would do the best I could to keep him happy.
“I’m sorry I was feeling needy, sir.”
“It’s fine. I’ll just have to make it so you aren’t so needy all the time,” a devilish smile playing on his lips and my core throbbed again.
‘You really are needy.’
I KNOW!
“That would be redundant, sir. I want you all the time. I... need you,” I whispered the next part, “I think about you often.”
He was quiet, his eyes searching mine, his fingers still touching my hair, face, and neck, “I think about you often as well, Genevieve.”
‘What a f*****g suave ass man, Jesus!’
His eyes darkened then and he dropped his voice into a husky murmur, “Tell me what you think about when you’re thinking of me.”
I blushed because it was a lot. Did I want to tell him my deepest fantasies?
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes so I didn’t have to look into his eyes while I gave him the most intimate thoughts in my brain, “I think about you taking me over your desk, against the windows in your office, in the elevator... I think about spreading my legs for you in your car, and I think about you spanking me, and whipping me, and tying me up and having your way with me. I think about having you call Jasmine while I take you in my mouth or while I’m on top of you...”
I knew the blush was spreading down my chest and my breathing was coming out heavy.
“My my,” he started and I could hear the smirk in his voice, “What a needy little slüt you are. My sister and I just had our way with you and here you are...I bet you’re wet already, aren’t you, Genevieve?”
I rolled my head back and parted my lips, “Yes, Daddy.”
“We can do that last one now if you’d like to,” he whispered into my ear as I felt the bed dip beside me.
I opened my eyes and saw that he already had his shoes and his suit jacket and button up off, his phone in his hand as he laid beside me on his back.
“You want my mouth, sir?” I asked and began unbuckling his belt.
“Yes, Genevieve,” his voice still husky.
I bit my bottom lips and unbuttoned his pants and pulled down his zipper. I settled in between his legs and moved my fingers into the waistband of his suit pants and boxer, pulling them down to the tops of his thigh.
“Make the call, sir,” I said and I sprang him free of his entrapment.
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