Free The First Order [Safeword LLC 1] (Siren Publishing Sensations) by Peyton Elizabeth

they asked. She wasn’t about to lose what she’d found.
     
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    Lane looked over the rim of his coffee cup to see Becca standing a few steps away from the table. He loved the open living area of the great room, including where Grady had placed the table so that it overlooked the view of the city. What appeared even lovelier was Becca wearing the light-pink slip-on dress that hugged her curves as if the material had been cut just for her. He could see that she’d made use of the makeup they’d had delivered, and was pleased to see she’d taken a light touch in its application. The pale shade of lipstick that glistened over her full lips shimmered in the morning sunlight.
    “Good morning,” Lane said, replacing his cup onto its saucer.
    “Good morning, Sir,” Becca replied, her apprehension evident.
    Lane felt his cock stirring at the uncertainty in her voice. It never failed to arouse him when a woman was unsure of what to say or how to act and then looked to him for direction. After Becca had turned in for the evening, Ross had gone over every detail of the time he’d shared with her. Lane was regretful that he’d missed out, especially when Ross described her first scene, but his business meeting couldn’t be rescheduled. This morning Ross was the one that had had to leave prior to Rebecca’s waking up. “I’m sorry Ross had to depart earlier. It’ll be just the two of us this morning.”
    These two months were to be split into getting to know her and furthering her training. He and Ross had discussed her second scene, which would take place this evening, but he had the small task of verifying that she’d followed his orders last night. Once that was out of the way, Lane would spend the rest of the morning meal getting to know her.
    “Rebecca, come to me and stand in the display position.”
    Again, Becca’s trepidation set his blood afire and his cock was now throbbing in need. While she didn’t falter in her walk over to him, he was well aware she wasn’t quite sure what he meant. There were many different positions she would learn and he would enjoy teaching her every one of them. Lane waited until Becca was directly in front of him before relieving her of her anxiety.
    “Feet shoulder width apart with a straight posture,” Lane instructed, tapping his fingers on her thigh. The dress Becca was wearing hung a few inches below her pussy, allowing him unhindered access to her. “Your fingers should be linked behind your neck. Chin up and your eyes straight ahead. The majority of the time, when we ask that you take this position, you will be naked.”
    Various expressions crossed Becca’s face. Lane couldn’t bring himself to look away from her communicative green eyes, as they appeared to be the windows to her emotions. At first, a fire seemed to ignite within them at his instructions. By the time she was in position, looking out over the panoramic view, Becca’s cheeks had more color and there was uneasiness displayed in her eyes. Had she done what he’d requested last night?
    Utilizing his full access to her now, Lane deliberately took his time in lifting her dress. Slipping his fingers underneath the supple fabric, he slowly raised the material up until her bare pussy was on full display. The cleft between her legs couldn’t hide her swollen red clit or the dampness of her slit. Her apparent willingness to please them overwhelmingly satisfied the Dominant raging inside of him. Becca’s sweet scent drifted up and he had to close his eyes at her delectable aroma.
    “Very good, Becca. I’m pleased that you were able to follow orders.” Lane gently replaced the soft material over her thighs. He knew she probably expected him to touch her, or even go the extreme of giving her release, but Becca needed to be well aware of the disappointment she had generated by not obeying their first command. “Please, join me for breakfast.”
    Lane thought he’d heard a small whimper come from her