Her Stallion

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“Check his phone records and browsing history,” Dom ordered, his voice

low so Clarissa wouldn’t hear him over the shower. “We did, sir. He’s clean.”

“Keep me updated.” Dom hung up as she stepped out of the shower and got dressed in another gorgeous dress for another guy who wouldn’t satisfy her. Or maybe he would but she’d still come begging him for his c**k later and that had him smiling.

“You’re beautiful.” He said, kissing her.

“I know. Now get dressed, I have a client who likes being watched and when I told her I had just the guy, she got very excited.” Clarissa smirked and my c**k twitched.

“She?”

She looked over her shoulder with a nod and cheeky smile, “Hurry up. She said if you’re a good boy, you can play too.” Clarissa teased and he had the quickest shower of his life, not caring that this little minx had him wrapped around her finger because it was exactly where he wanted to be. He would give everything he had to stay being her Stallion.

Two

"Hmmm going for distracting tonight, aren’t we Minx?” Dom smirked as Clarissa came out of the suite wearing a dress that dipped to her bellybutton, revealing the cleavage he had just had his face buried in only a half hour ago. She gave him that sly seductive smirk back, the one she had perfected over her years of experience in the game and he loved it, kissing the corner of her plump lips, deciding on not ruining her bright red lipstick like he so badly wanted to. His finger ran down her chest and the goosebumps it raised on her skin made his c**k twitch in his dinner slacks. He cupped her ass, loving the shortness of her skirt.

“Always. Is this inappropriate for your business dinner?” She grinned and it probably was but that’s exactly what she wanted and he knew that. He nodded once.

“Yes.”

“Good.” She smirked then turned away from him to collect her things. She was devastating the way she could walk into any situation and demand the room but he loved it. He wanted them watching her so he could do what he needed in the background. That’s why they were perfect for each other.

“Careful, Minx. I’m quite fond of your distractions and this one might take my notice this evening.” Dom said moving against her backside, his hands going around the front of her dress, his fingers brushing against her panties making her shudder against him. Clarissa sucked in a breath as his lips pressed against her shoulder, her neck then behind her ear.

“I thought I was meant to be coming to this dinner to distract your business friends.” Clarissa breathed and he had to be careful, her fuse was short, her patience even shorter. If he kept going, she’d be on him and dinner would be forgotten. He was an expert on her though and danced that fine line

of balance, lightly pressing his fingers against her, his pinky brushing along the

sensitive skin of her inner thigh. It was so smooth, his c**k growing rock hard. She pressed her ass against him and he hissed out a breath through his teeth. She knew what he was doing, keeping them on the edge and she was playing the game too. He loved how good she was at that. Dom stepped back and she turned to him. He gave her a look that promised her she would get her release then smirked and turned away.

She clicked after him, getting in the elevator he held open for her, her fingers purposely brushing his hard length aching painfully behind his zipper. He clenched his jaw and stepped back into the elevator. She was a perfect actress but she was also his only obsession and that meant he knew every tell she had. A single crinkle in the corner of her eye as she tried to hide the power she thrived on when she made him clench his jaw. The look-ahead like she wasn’t affected, was just a mask and he saw the tiny upturn in her lips. It drove him wild. Everything about her did. But he knew she felt the same way about everything he did or she would have run by now. But she hadn’t. Because she was his and after everything that had happened, he wasn’t letting her go again. He would do whatever he had to, to make sure that situation was never put before him again.

“You’re staring, Stalker.” Clarissa gave him a side smile and he smirked, still staring. He tucked his hands in his pockets to stop from letting them wander along her smooth, flawless skin. His back leaned against the wall, his ankles crossed but his eyes stayed locked on her.

“So?”

“Is that all you’re going to do?” She asked and her shell cracked, her chest rising and falling deeper than normal. She was close to falling over the edge. He wanted to push her off it.

He nodded slowly, still staring. He knew it drove her wild.

Clarissa sighed irritably and pulled her handbag off her shoulder. She reached into her purse and he knew what she was going for. Dom was over her in a second, grabbing her wrist as her hand gripped the vibrator in there. She smirked.

“That’s not just staring, Stallion.” She taunted and he smirked, pulling the toy from her clutch. He dropped her bag to the floor of the elevator then

pressed her little silver bullet against her red lips.

“Suck it.” He ordered and she opened her mouth, wetting the tip, “The whole thing.” He pushed it in further. She took it to the back of her throat, then let it pop from her perfect lips. He grinned then slid it between them, moving her panties aside to slip the silver bullet inside her wet heat. It was always so ready for him. She gasped, her lips parting as her hand gripped his bicep. He slid it all the way in, the toy moving easily, his thumb giving her c**t a parting tease before he stepped back, leaving her flushed and breathless. Dom left the toy there then bent down to pick up the remote. He let the elevator move finally, and as it started its descent he turned on the remote.

“Pick your things up, Minx.” He smirked standing in front of the closed doors, facing her, holding the remote in his pocket, his finger ready on the button he wanted. She wiggled her hips, holding her legs poised before turning and bending over, putting on a show for him. Her ass poked out at him and he swallowed, his c**k twitching again, body hot as he watched her pick up her fallen things out of her handbag.

The second she was fully bent over in front of him, he pressed the button. Clarissa sucked in a breath through her teeth, her hand splaying against the wall as he stepped in behind her, pressing his bulge against her ass as she tried to collect her things.

He pressed the button again.

The tiny sound of vibrations mixing with her heavy breaths was music to his ears as she tried to fight the pleasure he was giving her just by pressing a button. He smirked and upped the intensity. Clarissa snapped back up, putting her handbag on her shoulder before spinning to him, her lips parted, her eyes narrowed on his hand in his pocket.

“Dinner is going to be fun, isn’t it?” She smirked and Dom nodded, planting a kiss on her cheek just as he pressed the button. She almost fell into him, her hand clutching his pec, her eyes closing as she collected herself with heavy breaths. He chuckled, his own breaths labored, his c**k trying to take over his willpower. It wanted to be inside her.

“For both of us.” He said just as the elevator dinged. He turned away from her and walked out, taking the remote with him as she followed.