Her eyes locked on my face and for a moment I thought she was going to back out. Funny, I couldn’t decide if I was hoping she would or not.
Then her face grew serious for a moment. “Is Everly okay with this?”
“She doesn’t get to make that decision.”
That didn’t seem to appease her.
I sighed. “Look—”
“No.” She held up her hand, smiled. “I’m sorry. I’m ruining the fun. And that’s what this is, right? Fun?” Her smile grew wider. “Show me some fun, you big, bad Dom.”
Since she was feeling feisty, I figured now was a good time to show her just how much I enjoyed spunky little submissives.
If I were being completely honest, I’d been waiting for this. For Ian to ask for a switch, that was. And it had been his request that had gotten us to this point. He had reminded me of how we’d envisioned this to go, two submissives we could share between us when the urge arose. Initially, I’d considered refusing him, but I’d seen the need in my twin’s eyes, knew he was hoping for time with Everly.
So, here we were.
I silenced Heaven’s giggle with my mouth, earning a moan in response. She leaned into me, slid her arms up my sweaty chest. I didn’t let go until she was panting.
“Time to get you wet,” I mumbled as I slid my lips down her neck. “Very, very wet.”
Gripping the hem of her T-shirt, I lifted it up and over her head, tossing it to the floor. Before she could sigh, I had my fingers in the waistband of her shorts and her panties, tugging until she used her hands to push up enough I could work them down her legs. They joined the T-shirt.
I dipped two fingers into her slit, watched her pretty green eyes glaze over.
“You’re already wet. Excited?”
“Intrigued,” she moaned.
I lowered myself to my knees, forced her legs wide, and licked her pussy.
“Oh, God…”
Yeah, I wanted to hear more of that.
I licked, sucked, teased, but never gave her exactly what she needed. I would make her come, but I would have her begging for it by the time I was done with her.
I took a break, gave her a few seconds to catch her breath while I started the shower. Figuring her knees were a little weak, I lifted her easily, carried her into the shower with me. When she was on her feet, I smiled.
“You’re a tease,” she said on a shaky breath. “I’m still light-headed from that.”
“I’ll make good on it, I promise. All in due time.”
I turned her so that the water poured over her, slicking her hair, her skin.
Without asking, she reached for the shampoo.
It was then I missed Everly most. Heaven was nothing like my sweet submissive. In fact, I didn’t think this woman had a single submissive bone in her body.
Which got me thinking. How had Ian dealt with this? His need to dominate was as powerful as mine.
Then again, he’d likely overpowered her, seduced her into complying. He had a unique way about him, and I certainly hadn’t heard Heaven complaining.
Heaven stared up at me as she soaped her hair with shampoo. And while she did that, I took the opportunity to tease her tits, squeezing, plucking her nipples, hanging on every moan and sigh that escaped her. Heaven thrust her chest forward as she rinsed the soap from her hair.
I stopped, earning a frown in response.
I grabbed the conditioner, slicked it into her hair before I handed her the body wash Ian had obviously stashed in here. While I was all for shower play, I had no desire to smell like flowers for the rest of the day.
“Wash me,” I commanded.
“Bossy.”
“You don’t know the half of it.”
Her hands were playful as they danced over me, paying close attention to my nipples, my balls. She teased my cock but stopped long before I was ready. That was when I decided to show her what I wanted from her.
“Knees.”
Her eyes darkened, her lips parting. The woman had claimed she wasn’t submissive, but she sure did submit nicely. When she wasn’t being a brat, that was.
Heaven eased down to her knees.
“Suck me. But don’t you dare make me come.”
There was a little smirk on her lips. I made sure it disappeared as I pushed my cock past them. She gripped the base of my cock, keeping me from going too deep. I obliged, not wanting to hurt her. Her fingers were too small to circle me fully, but she made up for that as she worked me with her mouth and hand at the same time, twisting her fist in the perfect motion to have me groaning.
“You’ve got a sweet little mouth,” I murmured, ensuring she heard the praise. “So soft.”
I let her work me to the best of her abilities for a few minutes, then decided to take over. I wasn’t close. Yet.
