Chapter 17 Mavi
Mavi
The day’s been boring as hell. The last-minute evening shoot was nothing exciting. They made me put on actual clothes, a fitted button-down and tailored pants that make me look like something I’m not. It pays well, so I kept my mouth shut and hit my marks.
Someone on set clears his throat just as I’m packing up. “You smell good. Did your ex finally come back around?”
I force a smile. “We were never a thing.” I manage to say it loud enough that the ex in question, Crane, sneers from across the room. Most of my exes are in the same business, modeling, photography or otherwise because I don’t leave my apartment for much else.
A few of them were fine with the cam thing. Others weren’t. But all of them had one thing in common, wanting to dominate me.
Crane straightens up, puffing up his chest like he’s all that but in reality he’s a mid-tier Alpha model.
“You just think you can shake a little ass and get whatever you want. I’m telling you now, no Alpha is going to want a camboy.
Not the way you’ve been showing everything to the camera.
They'll use you. They'll watch your videos and get off and then they'll mate someone respectable and you'll still be selling it online at thirty-five wondering where everyone went.”
The words land like grit under my skin. I still have a video to upload tonight and all I wanted was to stay in bed with Sai all day, letting him kneel for me while I took my time ruining him. Instead, I’m here, regretting the small paycheck that wasn’t even worth leaving the apartment for.
However, I keep my mouth shut, eager to get home. I stuff myself into my car, jaw tight, when my phone buzzes with an alert. I set up the camera this morning after Sai first walked in, not to deter him, but to watch. Excited, I pull up the feed to find Sai opening my door.
He walks through the door like he belongs there. He takes the collar off the hook by the door and puts it on himself. The moment the leather settles around his throat, his whole body relaxes.
He starts walking through the room, gently touching things, straightening a canvas here and running his fingers along the edge of a book there. His eyes dart toward the bedroom, then back to the door like he is checking he is allowed to be here.
Then his eyes land on one of the lingerie sets I laid out for tonight. It’s a forest green lace set I found at a new boutique a few weeks ago and have been waiting for the perfect time to wear it. Tonight seemed as good as ever.
I hunch over the screen, turning up the volume just in time to catch Sai’s moan.
He runs a hand down the delicate fabric before cupping himself through his pants, palm pressing hard against the growing bulge.
I can see the thick outline of his cock straining against the fabric and the way his hips twitch forward like he cannot help himself.
Absolutely not.
Fumbling for his number while still keeping the video feed playing, I wait for him to pick up. Sai digs his phone from his pocket, startling when he sees it’s my number before picking it up.
“Do you like the new color?” I ask, voice warm. “Forest green lace. I thought it would be pretty on me.”
Sai looks around, eyes wide and breathing already ragged. “Mavi…”
“Deep breaths, Sai. There you go. Now be a good boy for me and kneel by the door. I’m on my way.”
He moves slowly to the open area in the living room and sinks to his knees. “Like this?”
“Perfect. Just like that, pretty boy. I’ll be home in eight minutes and then I’m going to give you everything you need. How’s that sound?”
The conversation flows easily as I drive. I keep my voice steady and ask about his day. Sai’s answers are short, almost shy. “It was fine. Busy. But… I just want the chaos to go away.”
“I know, pet. I’m almost there. Hold on for me.”
I stay on the phone the entire way up the stairs. When I push through the door, the apartment smells like sandalwood and desperation. The sight that greets me stops me in my tracks.
Sai’s kneeling exactly where I told him to, collar snug around his throat, hands resting on his thighs.
His silk shirt is still buttoned but his pants are already tented obscenely.
The forest green lace set lies on the coffee table beside him like an offering.
His dark eyes lift to mine the moment I step inside and the hunger in them hits me low in the gut.
Fuck, he looks perfect like this. Broad shoulders and powerful frame completely surrendered. I want to ruin him. I want to watch that pretty mouth fall open while I ride his face until he is dripping with my slick.
I want to feel his thick cock stretch me open while his knot swells and locks us together and he falls apart moaning my name. The thought of him coming inside me, filling me until it leaks down my thighs, sends a fresh rush of slick soaking through my underwear.
I set my bag down slowly and walk toward him. “Look at you, pet. Already so hard for me and I haven’t even touched you yet.”
Sai’s breath catches in his throat as his hands twitch on his thighs like he wants to reach for me but remembers he hasn’t been given permission. The collar shifts with every swallow and the sight makes my cock twitch against the seam of my pants.
I stop right in front of him and run my fingers through his close-cropped hair. “You came straight here after work, didn’t you? Put my collar on and waited on your knees like a good boy. That makes me very happy.”
He leans into my touch, eyes half-closed. “I needed it. The day was too loud.”
“I know it was.” I tilt his chin up with two fingers so he has to look at me. “But you’re home now. And I’m going to take care of you.”
My gaze drops to the obvious bulge in his pants. The fabric strains against his erection and a small wet spot has already formed where he is leaking. The sight sends another wave of heat through me.
I lean down and brush my lips against his ear. “You’re going to be such a good pet for me tonight, Sai. I’m going to put on that pretty green lace and then I’m going to use you until neither of us can think straight.”
Sai’s voice comes out shattered. “Please.”
I smile against his skin. “Good answer. Now tell me what you want to do to me.”
Sai’s breath hitches. “I want to taste you,” he says, voice rough and desperate.
“I want my tongue in your hole until you’re dripping down my chin.
I want to suck your cock while you pull my hair and tell me I’m yours.
I want to feel you ride my face until you come and then I want you to use my knot until you can’t walk. ”
Heat floods my body and more slick leaks out of me, soaking through my underwear. I grip his jaw and tilt his head back so I can look into his eyes. “Then earn it, pet.”
I step back, shove my pants and underwear down my legs, and kick them aside. I am already hard and leaking, my cock flushed dark. I lie back on the couch and spread my legs wide, one foot planted on the cushion so my hole is completely exposed to him.
“Come here.”
Sai crawls forward on his knees. The sight of this powerful Alpha moving toward me is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
He leans in and presses his face between my thighs without hesitation.
His tongue licks a long, wet stripe from my hole up to my balls and back again.
He buries his face deeper, moaning into my skin as more slick floods out for him.
I cry out, fingers digging into the couch cushions. No one has ever eaten me like this. His tongue pushes inside me, fucking me with wet, eager thrusts while his nose grinds against my balls. The sounds are obscene, low, broken noises spilling from his lips like he is the one falling apart.
“You taste so good, Doll,” he groans against me, voice muffled and wrecked. “I’ve been dreaming of this. Every night through my window. The slick on your thighs in the camera. More… give me more, Doll.”
The confession sends another wave of slick pouring out and Sai drinks it down like he’s dying of thirst. His tongue works me open, licking deep and messy as I reach down and grip his hair, pulling him harder against me.
I come the first time with a broken moan, thighs shaking around his head but Sai doesn’t stop.
His enthusiasm only climbs. He keeps licking and sucking, tongue thrusting inside me while his lips seal around my hole.
I come a second time, my cock spurting across my stomach as my body clenches around his tongue.
If he keeps going I’m going to spike into heat and I’m not ready for that yet.
“Stop,” I gasp.
Sai pulls back immediately, sitting on his heels. He looks as wrecked as I feel, chin dripping with my slick, eyes nearly black with lust.
I twist around and crawl over to him before wiping my hand through the mess on his face and smearing it across his chest. Sai lets out a tortured sound and licks his lips like he cannot get enough.
“God, you’re gorgeous,” I whisper before I plant my lips on his, desperately trying to stay in control.
“Stay there. I need to record my session for tonight and I think I quite like seeing you in my mess.” A small sigh pulls from me as I try to gather myself.
“When I say touch,” I tell him, voice steady even though my body is still trembling, “then you can make yourself fall apart.”
I move off the couch and slowly pull on the forest green lace set.
The bralette cups my chest and the high-cut panties sit low on my hips, the delicate fabric already darkening where my slick soaks through.
Sai watches every movement with desperate hunger, his cock twitching visibly in his pants as a fresh bead of pre-cum stains the fabric.
God, my watchers are going to love this wrecked version of me.
I step closer to Sai and run my fingers through his hair. “Look at you. Covered in me. My pretty pet. You want to touch yourself so badly, don’t you?”
He nods frantically, voice hoarse. “Please, Mavi.”
“Not yet.” I turn to survey where I want to put the ring light, bending over just enough to prop my ass in Sai’s face, a temptation that’s too easy to pass up.
Before I can stand fully a guttural groan tears out of Sai.
His hands lock onto my hips and yank me back hard against his face.
His tongue drives straight into my ass, fucking deep and relentless, licking and thrusting like he’s starving for me.
My eyes roll back into my head as pleasure slams through me.
I scramble for the coffee table, my hands slapping against the wood to find purchase while Sai devours me even harder than before.
I pant and whine, the sounds ripping out of me raw and uncontrolled.
“Stop,” I gasp, trying to pull away. “Sai, we have to stop—”
My hands slip. I crumble forward, pleasure shooting through me so violently my vision blurs at the edges.
Sai pulls my ass up higher, half my body dangling over his knees while he keeps tasting me, tongue fucking deeper, refusing to let up.
I’m right on the edge again, my cock leaking against the lace, my hole clenching around his tongue as another wave builds.
I spray all over his lap through the lace, thick ropes of cum soaking his thighs while my body convulses. I sag almost boneless, barely able to hold myself up.
“We have to stop,” I finally manage, voice wrecked. “I can’t record like this.”
Sai gently lets go. His hands slide to my waist as he helps me stand, steadying me until my legs stop shaking.
I take a moment, still breathing hard, then twist around to face him.
“You’re a fucking menace, Sai Hollis and now you get to watch me without touching yourself.
” A strained laugh falls from my lips as a tortured expression spreads across Sai’s face.