“You’re mine, Ara. And I always take care of what’s mine.” He spreads my ass cheeks and I bend over to give him better access to my pussy.
I clench my hands and hold my breath. He means every word he says. If I’ve learned one thing about Glitch, it’s that he doesn’t waste his goddamn breath. Not even online when we’re playing games.
This isn’t a game.
This is real.
Glitch is mine.
He leans forward and growls against me, “I hope your muse is prepared, Kitty.” And before I can ask what that’s supposed to mean, he hits a button on his computer and the entire walk-in closet fills with this sound of his deep, dirty voice talking to me.
“Heyyyy, Kitty.”
Chapter 16
Glitch
I never knew I was half-beast until tonight. With Ara in my space, her tears in my hands, and her body bent over my desk, I’m fucking feral for her.
Smashing the play button, Ara’s going to hear every recording I’ve ever made for her. Every depraved word. All my fantasies I’ve conjured so far. “Heyyyy, Kitty.”
While she listens to my dirty words, I rub the tip of my dick against her pussy.
What I wouldn’t give to push my way in and fill her, stretch her, claim her.
“Touch yourself for me.” My recorded voice is damn deep. The bass rumbles my chest as it plays through the speakers.
Ara slips her hand between herself and the desk. I smile. She’s so wonderfully obedient sometimes.
“Just like that. Be a good little slut and rub your clit. That’s it. Mmm, just like that. Go faster. Harder. Ffffuck, keep going.” My recorded voice sucks in a harsh breath. “Now stop.”
Ara doesn’t stop. It earns her two spankings. Smack! Smack!
She cries out and my recording plays on.
“Start again. Slowly, slowly. Mmmm. You are so beautiful like this. All worked up and wet.” I count down in my head. Ten, nine, eight, seven… all the way to one and then I hear myself say, “Stop.”
Ara stops this time, like a good girl.
“Slip your fingers in your pussy. Show me how wet you are for my cock.”
Ara follows my instructions, her ass wiggling against my groin as she stuffs two of her fingers into her pussy and then lifts her hand up like she’s showing me all that glistening desire covering her digits.
I lean forward and suck them clean as my voice filters through the speakers and says, “Look at you. So perfect and swollen. Ah, ah, ah, I didn’t say you could touch yourself again.”
Ara starts laughing because she’d already reached back down to touch herself. She looks over her shoulder at me and my heart stops. She’s a messy masterpiece.
And she’s all mine.
To my surprise, Ara reaches over and hits the stop button. “You knew what I’d do?”
“I knew what I wanted you to do.” Which means I love that she’s defiant sometimes and obedient others. I spin her around and prop her up on my desk. “There’s a lot more if you ever want to hear them. That one was rough because I haven’t edited it yet.”
Her smile is huge. I’m glad she’s flattered and loves what she’s heard. “You even edit them?”
“Of course.” I nip her neck. “Even if they’re only for me, I wanted them as perfect as I could get because they’re about you and you’re as perfect as it fucking gets.”
She’s got her hands in my hair again. I love how she pulls the roots and kneads my scalp and drags my mouth wherever she wants.
I drop to my knees and latch onto her pussy, flicking my tongue every which way until I find a rhythm she likes. Then I don’t stop until she explodes. No squirting this time, but that’s okay. I love that I never know when it’ll happen. And I really fucking love that her body craves different actions. It’s like she doesn’t have just one tried-and-true move that gets her to finish. She needs constant stimulation and a lot of different finger and tongue tricks.
I’m so down for discovering how many combos we can come up with.
“You want a toy?” I ask, rising to kiss her mouth again.
“You have some?”
“Yeah.” I have a box. “I’ve only ever used them as props when recording audiobooks.”
Ara’s eyes widen when she sees inside my bin. “Oh my God.” She plucks out a purple gemstone butt plug. “This is for a recording prop?”
It’s clear she doesn’t believe me, so I pull the thing out of the box and stick it in my mouth and pull it out with a loud “pop” noise. Then I click on a file further down and hit play on an unedited audiobook I’m still working on. The same noise plays on the speaker that I just made with my mouth.