The Drake Unwound Complete Collection Book 9

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so would break down one more wall between us. Soon, there’d be nothing left.
    I ran up the stairs, eager to get inside, and slipped the key into the lock, knowing she’d be listening for the sound of me opening the door. I entered the apartment and removed my coat and boots, then I went immediately to the bedroom to check and see if she was as I had specified. I put on my best stern taskmaster expression and stood in the doorway.
    She was there on the bed as I had directed, naked, her legs spread.
    "Good girl ," I said as I strode to the side of the bed, pulling off my suit jacket, and loosening my tie. I removed it and threw it on the chair against the wall and unbuttoned the cuffs of my shirt. "Let me see how wet you are, Katherine." I bent down, resting a hand on the bed between her thighs, my face close to her pussy. I examined her, making a big show of it, unable to keep from smiling as I thought of how aroused she’d be. I frowned up at her, trying hard to keep in stern taskmaster mode.
    "Did you touch yourself?"
    She shook her head, her voice barely above a whisper. "Only in the shower and to wash myself."
    I nodded, but didn’t let up the guise of Dominant inspecting his sub. "Good. I want to watch the first time you do touch yourself for pleasure."
    She moved her hand down but I shook my head. "Not yet. I want to look at you like that, all open and waiting."
    She quickly pulled back her hand and let it fall beside her head on the pillow. I removed the rest of my clothes and stood naked by the bed, my already stiff erection jutting out, the head shiny with fluid.
    "Touch yourself. Watch me the entire time. Imagine it's my tongue touching you."
    She slowly touched herself while I watched her intently, my eyes riveted to her pussy, watching every move. I dragged my eyes away to check if she was watching me as I commanded.
    "Yes," I said. "Exactly like that. Tell me what you'd be thinking if you were masturbating alone."
    She didn’t say anything, frowning a bit.
    "Tell me what you’d do if I wasn't here and I told you to masturbate and make yourself come."
    She took in a deep breath. "I'd think of your body," she said. "How nice and thick you are. How good you feel inside of me. How good your mouth feels on me, your tongue like velvet."
    "Yes?" I said, urging her on, curious about how her mind worked when she pleasured herself.
    I grasped my erection and began to slowly stroke my hand over its length while I watched her fingers on her clit. She pressed lightly on it, circling slowly at first. I glanced back up at her face and noted that she was busy staring at my cock and not my face as I demanded. She bit her lip when she realized I caught her.
    "Keep your eyes on my face, Katherine ," I said.
    "Sorry, Master," she said, contrite.
    I knew she wanted to watch me masturbate as badly as I wanted to watch her, but I had to insist she keep her eyes on my face. I wanted that intimacy that watching my face would bring when I chose to look in her eyes. The gaze was such a powerful force to break down boundaries. Still, I enjoyed her curiosity and was aroused in turn by her eyes on my cock as I stroked my shaft and palmed the head, squeezing it to remove some more fluid to act as lubricant.
    When I caught her eye, she was unable to suppress a guilty smile.
    "Katherine," I said, trying my best to stay in role. "I want you focused on my face, my eyes. I want you to know I'm watching you. I'm seeing inside of you."
    She held my gaze for a few seconds, but I was drawn back to her fingers on her clit, and how she stroked them over herself, faster.
    "Slip two fingers inside of your pussy while you stroke your clit," I said, wanting to see her penetrate herself.
    She complied, wetting first one then two fingers, slipping them slowly inside a couple of inches.
    "Good girl," I said and the sight of her made my cock even harder. I caught her eye and nodded appreciatively. "Move your hips while you fuck yourself with your fingers.

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