Page 74 of His to Possess

“Now, Lilah.”

She takes a deep breath and the phone lowers, my view sliding over her tits and belly before she finally stops between her legs. The view isn’t great—she doesn’t have the angle quite right. But this is more about her act of obedience than anything else. Besides, I’ll have plenty of time to get up close and personal with that sweet cunt when I get home.

“Touch yourself,” I demand. “Slide your fingers through the wetness I see on my phone. Fuck, you’re soaking, love.”

“Philip,” she whines as her delicate little fingers dance over her folds. I just might explode. How is this so hot? Out of everything I’ve ever done to a sub at Club Wyld, a little phone sex should rank at the bottom of the kinkiness scale. But there’s something about knowing it’s Lilah on the other end of the line, that she’s nervous and shy as well as turned on, and that she’s doing it anyhow, to please me—the fact that it’s Lilah makes it hotter than any other hardcore moment I’ve had with another woman.

“Rub your clit, love. Nice and hard, the way you like me to do it.”

“Oh, god.”

I can’t actually see her clit from this angle, but from the gasping moan she makes, I’m pretty sure she obeyed. “Bring the phone to your face,” I bark, needing to see her expression while she makes herself feel good. “Let me see you, Lilah.”

Her face appears on my screen, her cheeks pink as she pants. “Philip.”

“Sir.”

“Sir, it feels so good.”

“I know it does, love,” I croon. “You’re such a good girl, doing what I tell you to. Making yourself come for me.”

“Can I come now?” she begs, and fuck do I love that she asked. Such a natural submissive.

“No. I’m not ready for this to be over.”

She lets out a little whine that makes me think of the noises she made when I fucked her mouth. I’m tempted to get myself off—I doubt I’ll have to do more than touch my dick, I’m so worked up—but I want to focus on her.

“Does that feel good?”

“Yes, sir. So good.”

“Think about how much better it will feel when it’s my fingers. My tongue.”My cock,I think, wanting more than anything to finally bury myself inside her.

“It feels so much better with you,” she agrees, panting. “Oh, god, sir. Please let me come.”

“Keep your eyes on mine,” I bark, needing to witness the moment she falls over the edge. “Don’t you dare close them.”

“Please…”

“Come for me, Lilah. Come for me, let me see.”

It’s the most beautiful, erotic thing. Her expression is equal parts pained and pleasured, and I can tell it’s a struggle to keep her eyes open. But she does it for me, because she knows it’s what I want. And she wants to please me.

“Good girl,” I murmur. “So good.” I watch as she comes down, as she struggles to regain her breath. “Lilah,” I bark out. “Focus on me, love.”

She blinks a few times, looking hazy, but then her eyes lock on mine. “Good. Now put your fingers in your mouth.”

“What?”

“I want you to taste yourself,” I say easily. “Your little pussy is so sweet. It should be enjoyed.”

Any Dom worth his salt better know one thing—the exact moment his submissive is pushed to her limits. It’s something I’ve always prided myself on, the reason I’m the best. I can tell exactly where that line is, and just how close we can get to it. But I don’t think I’ve ever felt as in tune with any of my subs as I am with Lilah right now.

She doesn’t want to do it. She’s nervous and worried it’s a dirty, naughty thing to do. At the same time, she’s curious. There’s a deep desire in her to please me, and she doesn’t want to say no. Even more, I can sense in her the same desire I have—the one that begs to find out where that line is and to push against it like hell. She wants to know what it feels like to be a little bad, to be my naughty girl as well as my good girl.

I can see the exact moment the curiosity and desire win out. A moment later, her fingers appear on the screen and then they slip between her pretty pink lips. I groan as a soft whimper escapes from around the digits.

“So fucking hot,” I mutter. “Such a good girl.”