Title: The Choice you Wished for...

Disclaimer: characters do not belong to me just having a bit of fun with them! :)

Rating: M...definitely M

Summary: Sometimes you just don't have a choice...

Authors Note: ok so I haven't finished Paris Nights and Lonely love... The reason is I just don't know how to finish it... The story went too quick for my liking and now I don't know how to end it... So it's geeing deleted and I'm starting with this. I have planned this out on a piece of paper and it should be 28 chapters including the epilogue. I hope you can forgive me for this messed upness (not even a word) but I promise... With this story I will make it up to you all! Oh and you get prologue and chapter one in one day! YAYY!

Enjoy!

Prologue

"On your knees" and I did. Obeying the woman in front of me I laughed inside at the irony of the situation. Spreading her legs she hiked up her skirt and smirked at me, nodding she brought my head to her drenched sex. How else do you react when your face has been forced in to the situation.

Swirling my tongue on the woman's clit I sucked and lapped at her sex. Grinding her hips into my face she grabbed my hair and yanked it. Hard. She always is rough during sex. You expect it from such a person. The power she has over you makes you bow down to her... Literally.

She doesn't moan, sometimes you think your doing your job wrong (and this is your job. No doubt your job is to satisfy this woman spread out in front of you) but you look up and see her sinking her teeth into her hand and her eyes squeezed tight shut, her cheeks flushed and you know she is enjoying this.

She is powerful.

She is your dominant.

And you know, you don't have a choice.

But you like it.