Sean (Quintessence Book 9) by Serena Akeroyd

Author:Serena Akeroyd [Akeroyd, Serena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-04-28T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Five

“Are you sure you want this?”

Sean stared down at Sascha’s ripe curves and his cock began to pulse to his heartbeat.

Whatever he’d expected when she’d slipped into his room, almost parallel to what had occurred the other night, it hadn’t been her asking him for release.

He’d never anticipated that.

Not when he’d thought, in her own way, she’d been telling him she didn’t want this from him anymore. She’d called it a ‘lack of communication,’ but Sean had read between the lines and had apparently been wrong.

Fuck, that was happening more and more of late.

“Of course, I want this,” she breathed, wriggling on his lap, her belly nudging his cock.

He stared down at her pale peach skin draped across his lap, the endless curves, the bright red hair that swept down her back, and shuddered.

To submit was to trust.

To be trusted was the only way to dominate.

He gripped one of her ass cheeks, parting the thick flesh to find her pussy. With his knuckles, he dragged them down the central line and gritted his teeth when he found her sopping wet.

He sagged back in the armchair, a mixture of defeat and success.

“Sean?” Sascha asked after a few minutes when he did nothing more than squeeze that ass cheek as though her butt was his stress ball.

“We can’t do this if you don’t trust me, Sascha,” he rasped.

“And that’s what I’m showing you. That I do trust you,” she whispered, arching up, twisting, and propping her elbow on his leg. She was bright pink from hanging down the way she had, and she looked flustered as well as, he had to admit, horny.

“How can you?”

“Because you’ve done nothing wrong,” she repeated.

“Why do I feel like I have then?”

“Because I reacted the other night in a way that detonated your Atlas complex.” She blew out a breath as she shoved her hair out of the way, then she moved herself off his lap and sat on her knees between his feet.

There were rules to domination and submission. Hard limits and soft ones. Safe words and expectations.

He’d never been that strict with her. Not really. As he studied the way she knelt between his leg, he knew that back in the day, he’d have spanked a sub for not kneeling with her legs spread, pussy presented for him. And he’d probably have clamped her nipples for not cupping her elbows behind her back.

He’d been harder when he was younger. Meaner, he had to admit. Faintly sadistic in his tendencies as he meandered a path that later on, he realized, had taken him down a turn he regretted.

Andrei and Sawyer liked to play. That was their forte. They were kinky and Sascha’s recent development had fallen into that. They liked tying her up, loved spanking her butt and marking her with their fingers and toys, but they weren’t hardcore with it.

Sean had the power to be hardcore.

He knew that and he didn’t like that about himself.

Never had, never would.

“What is it? What’s wrong?” she murmured, breaking into his thoughts.

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