Free Becoming Sir by Ella Dominguez Page B

exaggeratedly.
    “Speak,” he stared at her with glacial eyes.
    Her eyes came up to study Sawyer’s face. “I want to cum, Mr. Morrison.”
    He slid two fingers back into her dripping folds. The scent of her aroused femininity was clouding his brain and his cock stiffened painfully. Easing his digits in and out little by little, he leaned into her ear and nipped her lobe. “I didn’t hear a please with that.”
    Lowering her lids, she responded obediently . “Please…”
    “I knew you could be a good girl if you just tried,” he cooed in her ear.
    He had mis sed the taste of a woman. Removing his fingers, he licked them then quickly replaced them and vigorously fingered fucked her again, seeking out the spot he had been reading about for months. Sawyer was a man who believed that knowledge was power and he had not only done his homework on BDSM, but everything about a woman’s body that he could find. He had taken notes and studied for this day. He had even experimented on Sonya who was unknowing that she was his first. He had gotten an excellent response from her and was amazed at how much he enjoyed pleasuring a woman in such a way.
    When he found what he was looking for, he tugged at her G-spot, delighting in the rough patch that was making Kate practically crawl out of her skin. The real thing was far better than any picture or video.
    Her eyes fluttered open and closed, and shone brightly with lust and wanting.  Her moans became louder and she thrust her ass into his palm, wanting more of the bliss that he was giving her. Sawyer pulled his hand back, leaving her uncomfortable and needy once again.
    “Now beg for it ,” his voice rang out with finality.
    Kate thrashed her head as if fighti ng the urge to give into the inexperienced Dom, but when Sawyer licked the nape of her neck and nipped her shoulder blade, she gave in, her words spilling out of her fervently.
    “Please, Mr. Morrison, make me cum. Please, oh, God, please…” she whined, her voice shaky.
    The front of Sawyer’s pants cooled with the wetness of his precum and he pushed his fingers back into her, pulling and tugging at her pussy viciously. She had given him what he had been dreaming of and he would reward her for it. Kate cried out and her body began to tremble. At the height of her orgasm, he yanked his fingers out and swiftly smacked her ass, giving her what she had wanted all along, but only when he had desired to do so, and leaving a glorious handprint on her bottom. She screamed out and almost fell off the bench from her orgasmic spasm, but Sawyer caught her and pulled her into his arms.
    “Kate, my delicious , unruly Kate…” he spoke softly, his voice breaking with deep huskiness.
    Her eyes focused on Sawyer’s mouth and they clouded with some undefined emotion. “Allow me to pleasure you, Master Morrison. I want to taste you, too. Please?”
    Feeling satisfied with his performance, he accepted her offer of repayment for having allowed her to cum and watched with contentment as she fell to her knees to work his cock with gratitude.  Any previous doubts he had about being a Dom pooled at his feet along side his pants. He was a Dom and there was no turning back.
     

Chapter 7
    Sawyer stood in the shower, washing the red gloss off his cock. Kate had proved herself quite skillful in getting him off. Smiling at the thought of her pouted lips gliding over his rigid shaft, Sawyer wondered what other pleasures awaited him at the Dark Asylum. He had never felt so in control as when he heard Kate beg for his touch.
    With water droplets still in his hair and on his shoulders, he wrapped a towel around his waist and made his way to the kitchen to make something to eat. Kate had sapped him not only of cum, but of energy, and he was famished.
    The time was just after ten when his phone chirped with a message from Sarah. He had been thinking about her safety and wondering when he would see her again.
     
    SarahH: 10:06 PM: Since I didn’t