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She smirks—the brat—and I slap her clit quickly. The sting shuddering over her body, but she only writhes more.

“Please,” she begs.

“More, doll?” I wipe the sweat from my brow, “Another?”

Before she can finish her nod, I strike her clit again. Her juice rushing out over me and down my thighs.

Goddamn.

I have to thrust into her. Hard.

Her body slides up the table over her own wetness, but I hold her in place by a thigh, fully giving her the fuck she’s been begging me for.

“How much can a doll take?” I ask.

“Dolls.”

Thrust.

“Can.”

Thrust.

“Take.”

Thrust.

“Everything,” she cries out, all while proving me right.

A doll can.

Chapter 15

It's been a while since I've let anyone drop that low into subspace. A place that should have far more prep before they enter it. Conversations and agreements to be had. It’s unlike me to ignore those things and move forward.

Until Nina.

Honestly, I don't find myself to be that guy who even encourages women to submit quite that readily, but Nina was easy.

Not only had she been begging for it, but I'd wanted to take her down.

Her vulnerability and the brief moment of submission that came from a woman who in most cases, never would have… Yea, it got to me.

So, am I the one in charge?

Fuck.

As she sleeps in my arms here, I can't help but remember all the things that happened up until this point.

I should be nervous.

I did as best as I could to take care of her. Making sure that she has everything that she needs, I cleaned her up, helping her lie on her side that isn't scraped up. I keep her close to me, letting my warmth be a solid presence with her. Nina won’t wake up feeling alone and empty.

She’s in danger of just that.

This isn’t like daydreaming or acting. Losing that control and giving it to someone else is a lot for the mind to handle. This was not Nina’s first time.

I don't tend to enter a scene that allows me to bring anyone that far down, but Nina had been so good for me… I was absolutely supposed to be keeping this about the green and not letting anything get in the way. Have to resolve what I needed to in Atlanta and get back to Louisiana, back to my life—back to my kid—but I should have known that this little princess would draw me in, and that's just my fucking fault.