Love me, Dominate me, Or both (mxb)

Chapter 50

I bathed in the warm affection I received from Corbin. The water droplets hit my back as we continued our heated session. My hands traveled down to his waist, where they moved further toward what I wanted most.

I took his member into my hand, stoking it slowly. At the sensual action, he pulled away from my lips and used his hand to stop mine.

I looked up with begging eyes—puppy eyes, if you will.

"Not tonight," He said.

My heart sank in disappointment. "I promise, I can take it," I said, hoping to change his mind.

"You need to recover from last night before we do any more," Corbin said, giving me a kiss on the forehead before turning away.

I glanced down at my ready member, knowing my little friend didn't want to give up so easily. "I need it, Sir," I said heartily.

"Do you think you'll change my mind?" He smirked, looking at me from over his shoulder.

I sighed, crossing my arms.

"Pouting too?" He commented. He chuckled and turned his body to face me. The giant wall of muscle faced my slender build. "On the wall," He said, gesturing for me to move.

I complied, moving toward the shower wall. I braced myself by flattening my hands against the glass.

"Do you think you get to tell me what to do? Ordering me around like I'm an obedient submissive?" He said with venom.

His tone wasn't truly angry, thankfully.

"No, Sir, I don't think that," I replied.

I felt his hand glide along the side of my cheek—slow and daring. "Are you lying?" He said deeply, lowering his voice.

I shook my head back and forth. "No, Sir," I whimpered. His hand was circling my ass as if at any moment, it would strike.

A deep, rumbling chuckle rang out from behind me, shivering me to my core. "You're enjoying this, aren't you? The anticipation of being blamed and punished,"

"I don't-"

"You don't?" He started. A hand quickly wrapped around my manhood, holding tight. "You're telling a different story down here." I heard his smirk before starting to move his hand along my length.

The water made everything slippery and warm, as if my body wasn't already on fire.

"You think you're ready for more tonight?" He asked.

The ominous sense of a trap was evident throughout my body, but I couldn't help but fall into it. "Yes, Sir, I can take it," I said. I wanted his cock. I wanted it inside of me. "I want you, not a toy," I whimpered.

"Only good boys get their Masters' cocks." He said, releasing my length. "Bad boys get punishments," He said, punctuating his sentence with a slap to my ass. I yelped at the action; it was hard and fast. The stinging sensation took a moment to catch up to my brain.

"I'm sorry, Sir!" I whimpered, whining as he chuckled behind me.

"Would you like to know why I haven't fucked you yet?" He said, circling my entrance with a finger.

"Yes, Sir," I muttered. My mind raced, thinking of any and every reason.

He leaned in so close that I could feel his breath on my ear. "Despite how much my cock aches to enter your tight hole," He started, breaching my entrance with two fingers.

"I would hate to lose control and go too hard on you. A virgin should never have their first time be a negative experience. But I've waited so fucking long." His fingers slipped further into me, painstakingly slow and teasing. His words ignited something inside of me—something hungry.