Meant to Be Yours: New Adult BBW College Romance (Derek and Jaike Book 2) by Marian Tee Page A
Authors: Marian Tee
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and out of her own pussy.
“Move your hips up and down to meet your finger’s thrusts. I want to see on your face how much you want it.”
At Derek’s command, she lifted her hips up and down, meeting the thrust of her finger. She began rubbing and tweaking her nipple harder as the pleasure began to build inside of her.
“Pretend it’s me fucking you with my cock. It’s not as big, but I want you to pretend anyway. If you want to be my Sub, I want to see how good you are at fucking. One look at your face and a man should know how much you want it.”
She did as asked, letting all her inhibitions go. Her mouth parted in desire, and she felt her cheeks heating up as she thrust her finger in and out of her faster and harder, wishing it could really be as big as Derek’s cock.
“Now, I want you to come. Do what it takes and come.”
She thought of Derek licking her pussy, his tongue swirling against her clitoris and biting her lip hard, she thrust her finger inside her as deeply as she could. It was more than enough, fireworks exploding behind her eyelids as the wetness gushed out of her pussy, soaking her finger completely.
“Call my name out as you come.”
She moaned, “Derek—”
And that was when she realized she was not alone, with other girls echoing the very same thing.
Derek.
Derek.
Derek.
Derek.
Derek.
Oh God, there were too many to count—
She tore the blindfold from her eyes and found herself gazing straight at Derek’s cold blue-gray eyes.
Her wild gaze took in her surroundings and this time, an audible gasp broke out of her as she saw that there were at least twenty other women inside the “showroom”—
Oh God, the showroom.
Glass all around her, and now she knew why it was called the showroom.
Other Doms were watching them now. Other Doms had been watching from the very start.
“Why?” The word was torn out of her. A part of her expected some of the Subs to stop what they were doing, to stop goddamn coming at Derek’s command, but none of them did. They were the perfect Subs, she thought dully, because they weren’t stupid like her. They only wanted Derek with their bodies. She – she was her mother’s daughter. She had wanted Derek as a Dom with her heart.
“Why not?” His words were a cruel purr, his voice like a sword, cold, beautiful, and deadly.
She tried to back away from him as he walked forward, but either she was too slow or he was too fast. In an instant, Derek captured her by the shoulders, and she started to cry as he touched her ear with his tongue. Before, it would have made her feel excited and cherished. Now, it only made her feel like a whore.
“You’re my Sub, and everything I want, you’ll do, won’t you?” When Derek pulled away, the first thing he saw were the tears shining in her eyes. Her gaze was filled with betrayal, but it only made him want to lash out in his rage. She fucking dared to look at him like that when she was the one who had been leading him on all along?
“Did you really think I loved you?” he snarled.
He expected her to deny it, was ready to hurl more insults at her so he could make her feel like the cheap slut she was.
But she didn’t deny it.
Her voice dull, Jaike said, “Yes.” She looked at Derek but could no longer see him. All she saw was her past and present becoming one. She was her mother’s daughter. Blood would tell, and she had to accept that.
Tears streamed down her face. The pain inside her was excruciating, making her wish she could just die. As she thought about what she came here to do, she began to laugh, slowly, softly at first and then hysterically.
“Why did you even have to pretend you were in love with me, Master ?” That was what Diana called Anthony when he was in one of his moods. He liked whipping her mother once in a while, and he liked hearing her sob ‘I love you, Master’ over and over as his whip tore her back open.
The way Jaike was laughing and talking made Derek feel like
“Move your hips up and down to meet your finger’s thrusts. I want to see on your face how much you want it.”
At Derek’s command, she lifted her hips up and down, meeting the thrust of her finger. She began rubbing and tweaking her nipple harder as the pleasure began to build inside of her.
“Pretend it’s me fucking you with my cock. It’s not as big, but I want you to pretend anyway. If you want to be my Sub, I want to see how good you are at fucking. One look at your face and a man should know how much you want it.”
She did as asked, letting all her inhibitions go. Her mouth parted in desire, and she felt her cheeks heating up as she thrust her finger in and out of her faster and harder, wishing it could really be as big as Derek’s cock.
“Now, I want you to come. Do what it takes and come.”
She thought of Derek licking her pussy, his tongue swirling against her clitoris and biting her lip hard, she thrust her finger inside her as deeply as she could. It was more than enough, fireworks exploding behind her eyelids as the wetness gushed out of her pussy, soaking her finger completely.
“Call my name out as you come.”
She moaned, “Derek—”
And that was when she realized she was not alone, with other girls echoing the very same thing.
Derek.
Derek.
Derek.
Derek.
Derek.
Oh God, there were too many to count—
She tore the blindfold from her eyes and found herself gazing straight at Derek’s cold blue-gray eyes.
Her wild gaze took in her surroundings and this time, an audible gasp broke out of her as she saw that there were at least twenty other women inside the “showroom”—
Oh God, the showroom.
Glass all around her, and now she knew why it was called the showroom.
Other Doms were watching them now. Other Doms had been watching from the very start.
“Why?” The word was torn out of her. A part of her expected some of the Subs to stop what they were doing, to stop goddamn coming at Derek’s command, but none of them did. They were the perfect Subs, she thought dully, because they weren’t stupid like her. They only wanted Derek with their bodies. She – she was her mother’s daughter. She had wanted Derek as a Dom with her heart.
“Why not?” His words were a cruel purr, his voice like a sword, cold, beautiful, and deadly.
She tried to back away from him as he walked forward, but either she was too slow or he was too fast. In an instant, Derek captured her by the shoulders, and she started to cry as he touched her ear with his tongue. Before, it would have made her feel excited and cherished. Now, it only made her feel like a whore.
“You’re my Sub, and everything I want, you’ll do, won’t you?” When Derek pulled away, the first thing he saw were the tears shining in her eyes. Her gaze was filled with betrayal, but it only made him want to lash out in his rage. She fucking dared to look at him like that when she was the one who had been leading him on all along?
“Did you really think I loved you?” he snarled.
He expected her to deny it, was ready to hurl more insults at her so he could make her feel like the cheap slut she was.
But she didn’t deny it.
Her voice dull, Jaike said, “Yes.” She looked at Derek but could no longer see him. All she saw was her past and present becoming one. She was her mother’s daughter. Blood would tell, and she had to accept that.
Tears streamed down her face. The pain inside her was excruciating, making her wish she could just die. As she thought about what she came here to do, she began to laugh, slowly, softly at first and then hysterically.
“Why did you even have to pretend you were in love with me, Master ?” That was what Diana called Anthony when he was in one of his moods. He liked whipping her mother once in a while, and he liked hearing her sob ‘I love you, Master’ over and over as his whip tore her back open.
The way Jaike was laughing and talking made Derek feel like
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