CAMILLE SILVANE POV

"No," he answered.

I smirked.

"Get on your back," I ordered, eyes locked on his.

His eyes flashed with rebellion and for a moment, I thought he would refuse.

Then he moved, settling onto his back with me on top. His hands left my hips to rest by his sides, his body going pliant beneath mine.

I loved his submission. Loved that he let me dictate the terms of his own pleasure, even though he was naturally dominant.

"You’re cute when you listen," I hummed, fingers ...