Call me your Master

Desire

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The drive back to the mansion was overwhelmingly heated. Andy would lean over and crash his lips against mine at every stop light and kept a possessive grip on my thigh while driving. I could tell he was at the end of his rope when he skidded into the driveway, nearly running over several hedges. 

"Would you mind if I changed into something else before we head to your bedroom sir?"

I innocently batted my eyes at him, feeling my confidence somewhat rise. I knew how to tease, but beyond mindless flirting I was a lost cause. Even that failed miserably most of the time if I was honest.

He cleared his throat, a growl coming from him as I called him sir. 

"Of course. I'll be upstairs, come in when you're ready."

He stayed sitting in the car, staring as I shut the door and ascended the stairs. I knew he had bags of things in the car but I had seen quite the stash of things in my room hidden in drawers I dared to open the first day. Quietly, I shut my bedroom door and felt my nerves kick into overdrive. My hand shook as I opened the drawer I was looking for, pulling out a black lacey corset with matching panties and fishnet stockings. I changed, letting my hair fall against my shoulders as I assessed myself in the mirror. Make up, I needed makeup. Hastily I found my make up bag, lining my eyes in liner and dark red eyeshadow, and with a last look in the mirror I cracked my door to peek out. 

Andy's doors were looming nearby, one barely cracked to signal he was in there. I silently shut my door behind me and, as lightly as I could, tiptoed over to his door. I paused, listening to see if I heard anything inside, before gripping the cold doorknob in my hand and pushing it forward to go in. My heart leapt into my throat.

In the center of the room was a dark blue bed, covered in silk sheets. Overtop hung the giant bedposts made of the darkest metal. The plush black carpet was soft beneath my feet, but my eyes caught on what was on the bed. Well, more like who. On the bed laid Andy, half propped up against the pillows staring at me with glowing blue eyes. His hair looked more disheveled, the shirt he wore forgotten on the floor along with pants. The only thing that covered his body was a tight pair of grey boxers. 

My eyes tried not to stray any further down his body but the tattoos that lined his chest and arms made me weak. So much of his body was covered in them, like tiny stories waiting to be discovered. I didn't miss the hungry gaze that raked over me from head to toe, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. In the moonlight that poured into the room from his giant windows, i'm sure I looked just as much a vampire as he did minus the glowing eyes.

"Come here."

A rough command left his lips, causing me to jump slightly. So not to make him angry I slowly made my way to the side of the bed where he moved to sit. He ran his hands down my side, inhaling as I awkwardly awaited whatever he was going to do.

"I'm not going to lie, none of this is going to stay in once piece. I hope you aren't too attached."

And just like that he took his hands and ripped the corset in half causing me to silently scream in fright. He roughly pulled the fabric from my body and stood, pulling me against him and kissing me. His skin against mine felt like ice but it felt so good. I wrapped my arms around his neck as his tongue invaded my mouth, seeking out every corner while I moaned into the kiss. He flipped us around and pushed me down onto the bed wasting no time in pinning my hands above my head in one of his. My head fell back as his other hand squeezed my breasts, taking his time with each one, pulling and twisting my nipples while looking down at me with so much lust in his eyes i'm surprised he wasn't fucking me already.