Fucking his pet

Gavriel's POV

I raised the glass of wine to my lips watching my pet dance a few meters away from the sofa where I sat. She was beautiful.

No, she was beyond beautiful. Her blue eyes were hooded as she stared at me through her mask, full bow shaped lips parted in that seductive manner. It made me want to tease the corners with my tongue, then slip past them and taste her mouth.

Like I had two days ago.

Her taste was damned addicting. She had me addicted. I had tried to stay away for two days, and I could swear she was all I could taste.

All I could see.

Jessica.

I wasn't foolish. I knew there was no way that was her real name. But everything else about her was definitely real. Those sexy sounds she made when my hands ran over her body were real.

The way her body twisted as she shook her hips, her tits bouncing threatening to spill out of her bra, my hands flexed as I recalled touching them the last time we met.

My sexy little pet.

She was so fucking submissive, it drove