Dominate me by Julia Romush (best e reader for epub TXT) 📗

I froze. I was confused for a split second.  

That's when I realized the game was over. Artem, as always, made quick decisions. He voiced his orders without shame. And at the same time, he eagerly watched my every move.  

It was unreasonable to hope that it will give me time to adapt. 

No. He made it clear why I was here.  

Putting my hands behind my back, I unbuttoned my bra.  

I've never been naked in front of a man.  

Artem will be the first in everything. I wanted to laugh hysterically at this thought. I really had a bad sense of humor.  

Unbuttoning my bra, I slowly took it off. I already wanted to hug myself, hide my naked body, but the man wouldn't let me do it.  

"Go on", -the tone of his voice made me shiver.  

I could feel his eyes sliding down my chest. Yes, I felt it, because I didn't have the courage to look up and look him in the eye at that moment.  

The atmosphere in the room was getting worse. I heard his breathing quicken.  

His gaze burned my skin. My nipples immediately tensed from the way he looked at me. I felt my face turn red with embarrassment.  

Picking up the elastic of my panties with my fingers, I slowly began to pull them down.  

It was humiliating. It's a shame. I wanted to cover myself with my hands, to run away from him as far as possible.  
 

When I straightened up again, my hair fell on my chest and covered them a little.  

"I shouldn't to know how unpleasant it is for you". I shuddered and immediately looked into his eyes.  

"What?"  

The man, taking another sip from the glass and setting it aside, smiled crookedly. 

"Everything is visible on your face. If you don't like something, you can go now!". My heart was pounding, I didn't even doubt that if I can't hide my real emotions, I'll be thrown out right away.  

"I'm just ... " 

I wanted to tell him that this was the first time for me. What I don't know is how to do it. I can't do such things beautifully and erotically. Only my man didn't care about my excuses.  

"No ... you make it difficult. It's just ... that's when ..."