Chapter 3: Domination's Ascent
Brooke’s grin widened, a flash of teeth in the low light. The cock ring buzzed faintly in her palm, its vibrations sending tiny tremors up her wrist. "Oh, you like that, huh?" she purred, dragging a fingernail down his thigh just to watch him twitch. His breath hitched—she could see the pulse in his throat jumping. The air smelled like sweat and the vanilla candle she’d lit earlier, something sweet to cut through the tension.
With a swift, deliberate motion, she slid the ring over the head of his cock, the silicone stretching snug. Mike gasped, his hips jerking off the bed like he’d been shocked. "Easy, tiger," she chuckled, pressing a palm flat against his chest to pin him down. His skin was already slick, muscles taut under her touch. She adjusted the ring with a twist of her fingers, then flicked the power up—his groan was deliciously ragged.
"God, Brooke," he choked out, voice th