hand that Ethan hadn’t even noticed him getting. He leaned down and sliced the sub’s blouse off in one fluid motion, causing a tiny gasp from Violet.
Caleb placed the shears on the floor then reached down to unzip his pants, shifting to pull out his cock. He fisted it, moving up and down the length of his erection, smiling down at the woman. “You want it?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Ask for it.” Caleb continued his slow, easy stroking. “Please let me suck your cock, Master.”
Caleb took a step and ran the head along the seam of her lips. The sub’s pink tongue snuck out to lick the slit. Caleb continued the tease, not giving in to the temptation she presented.
Violet squirmed. Ethan gritted his teeth as her ass shifted along his shaft. He pushed her hair back so he could see her face. Lips parted, she seemed transfixed on the sight in front of her. He ran his hand up her thigh. “What is it you like?”
She glanced at him, brow furrowed.
“Is it the sight of his cock? The way he’s teasing her? The way she has to ask for it?” “I, I don’t know.” Her gaze skirted back to the scene.
Caleb slid the head into the sub’s eager mouth and started an unhurried, shallow thrust.
“Yes you do, tell me.” She shrugged.
Ethan smiled at her resistance but made his tone hard. “You have a choice. Tell me and get rewarded, don’t and get punished. It’s all up to you.”
Irritation flashed across her face as she glanced back at him. He knew what she was thinking—why focus on this when she’d been all hot and ready for him. Why ask her questions when she was willing to spread her legs.
Her motivations were understandable, normal. His, however, were not.
He’d never had to slow his pace. Never had to ease off in order to calm the fuck down. It was disconcerting as hell. But damned if it wasn’t the truth.
Violet was going to be the death of him.
She opened her mouth, and he could read a question in her eyes. Excitement and desire pumped in his veins as his blood ran fast. His heart raced. Palm already itching, he grinned. After hours of dreaming about smacking Violet’s ass, he was finally going to get his chance.
“Wh—” She stopped, remembrance stiffening her spine. Snapping her jaw shut, she took a deep breath.
Ethan couldn’t help feeling a stab of disappointment. Damn. Now he had to wait. He sighed. Just as well, he’d rather spank her in the privacy of his own home. Patience. He’d never needed much but suspected Violet would be testing his on a repeated basis.
He raised a brow. “Yes?”
She bit her lip. “He reminds me of you.”
Surprise flashed through him so quickly he knew he’d revealed it on his face. In a slow voice he asked, “And this is what arouses you?”
Her cheeks flushed. “Yes.”
Jesus. For a man with a healthy ego, she couldn’t have said or done anything hotter. His cock was in danger of exploding at any minute. He ran his hands through his hair. “You’re killing me here.”
Her lavender eyes lit up and she looked so pleased with herself, he growled.
When she giggled, he yanked her back against him and hooked his arm around her waist. “That’s it, now it’s time for you to pay.”
Chapter Seven
“Drape your leg over mine.” Ethan was ready to get down to business. He told her he’d make her pay and Violet needed to understand he always kept his word.
“But—” She shifted against him. Not obeying him, of course.
He cut her off. “But your pussy will be open and exposed. I know. Do it.”
She looked back, questions in her eyes while she tried to figure out if he was serious. In a conversational tone, he asked, “Are you going to fight me every step of the way? Because I’ll win.” He leaned in so their faces were close. “Every time.”
Without another word she turned back to watch as Caleb’s sub now deep throated him. Violet didn’t make any move to heed Ethan’s wishes.
He waited a few more seconds, watching the uneven