I kissed him, slow and deep, then dragged my lips down his neck, over his chest, biting softly, claiming every inch.

He moaned when I took his nipple into my mouth, sucking just hard enough to make him squirm.

“You’re mine tonight,” I whispered, dragging my nails down his stomach, watching the muscles twitch beneath my touch. “No safe words. Just be obedient.”

“Yes, Mistress,” he breathed, and God—he meant it.

I moved down between his legs, already feeling him begin to harden ...