Dominance

 I rushed Reign from my home moments later. After that, Arie came back to drop off my son.

 "Sorry, I didn't know you'd have company," Ariel apologized.

 "It's alright; I didn't think I'd have company myself," I admitted.

 "Seems like you two know one another," she commented.

 "What makes you say that?" While drinking some champagne, I asked, "Aodhan, why don't you shower? It's getting late."

 "But mom!" Aodhan protested.

 "No, baby," I groaned.

 I rubbed my temples.

 "Everything alright?" Ariel asked.

 "I feel like my head is squeezing in on itself; I forgot what it was like having a cocaine hangover," I replied.

 "Oh, you had that kind of fun," she giggled.

 "Sorry," I sighed. I never thought I'd ever do that again, especially after my son, but I had the best time."

 "I can tell you've been smiling despite being hungover," she smiled.

 "If I'm being honest, I was wrapped up in work and Aodhan and forgot about me and the woman I am. I'm not just a power career-driven woman," I confessed, "I used to like partying and fucking. I hadn't been with anyone since Aodhan until last night."

 Ariel's jaw dropped, "How long had it been?"

 "Nearly six years. I know I was damn near growing cobwebs, and now that I've had it again, I'm so fucking horny all the fucking time."

 "It's been less than twenty-four hours." 

 "Exactly, talking to you, even in my mental state, I'm so wet," I said, "I can't stop thinking about it either."

 "It was just one guy. Could it have been that good? Most of the men I've been with usually get off and leave; they don't even care if I finish. I usually have to do that myself with a vibrator. I've never had a man make me cum before."

 "I used to be just like you," I replied, "Only I never fucked someone, only used a toy, but since I knew how to get myself off, I never understood the point of fucking someone."

 "What happened?"

 "I met a woman named Callista. She gave me my first orgasm, and then her husband Dimitri took my virginity and fucked me till I came."

 "Wow."

 "You just have to meet the right people, experienced. Not these little boys you hang around hoping to be grown men already." 

 "Ouch, I'm not that bad."

 "Honey, please, you're a trainwreck."

 We both broke out in laughter.

 "Sorry, I just never knew you had this side to you," she commented, "I mean, you're always working or with Aodhan, and you keep your private life very private."

 Memories of my past flooded me: Zeus, Deacon, Eric, Tanya—all of it.

 "Hey, you alright?" Ariel comforted me with her hand on my bare knee.

 Our eyes met. Something came over me as I grabbed her face and pressed my lips to hers. She pushed me back by my shoulders."

 "What the fuck are you-"

 I pressed my mouth to hers again, standing, towering over her. At first, she held my wrists in both hands, but slowly, the grip released as she leaned into me. Her once stiff body relaxed beneath my touch like a happy kitten.

 "Mommy, I'm done!"Aodhan called.

 Ariel shoved me back once more, "She's coming!"

 I ignored the call and returned to Ariel for another round, but she pushed me back.

 "What the Hell?' I growled.

 "Your son needs to be tucked in! Quit acting like his horny father and act like his loving mother!" she exclaimed.

 I bit my lower lip, pulling her in closer to me.

 "Jeez! You're like an animal in heat!" she winced while backing away. "I'm coming, Aodhan!"

 Ariel left me there and went to tuck my son in. Why was part of me frustrated? Was it frustration? Jealously? Annoyance? What was this feeling exactly? I pondered this while finishing off the bottle of champagne. I went to my back porch, gazing at the waves crashing along the shore.

 "He's asleep," Ariel's voice spoke from behind me.

 I veered over my right shoulder to see her standing in the doorway, keeping her distance.

 "I-I should go," she stammered.

 "Should you?" I pressed while walking over to her in stride.

 Before Ariel could retreat, I pounced on her like a lion for its prey. She was going to be mine tonight whether she knew it or not. The more I gave into this dominating animalistic side, the more I enjoyed feeling her squirm beneath my hold. I was only five foot four, but she was even tinier than I was. I guided her around the porch to the sliding doors that led to my bedroom. The confusion in her eyes was enthralling; the things I was about to do to this little girl would make her beg, just like I did.

 Once inside, my nails seized the front of her blouse and ripped it free. The sound of fabric tearing filled the air.

 "Ugh," Ariel yelped, "Calm down!"

 Pulling her left wrist, I tossed her to the bed.

 "Ugh!" she yelped once more.

 I climbed on top of her, sinking my lips into her collarbone.

 "Ivy!" I moaned.

 Her frigid body relaxed and began responding to me. I slid between her splayed legs, pinning her down, fucking with her head as I played with the tender recesses of her body. The pressure points that worked for me, I know, worked for her; after all, a woman knows what a woman wants.

 Her supple breasts were perky and perfect, her flawless skin radiated against the moonlight, and even her entrance was tiny and perfect. I slide a finger easily into her wet, tight opening. The different textures of muscles on the inside of her clenched around me. Her legs wrapped around my waist as her nails dug into my back. She latched onto me, unsure of what to do.

 "Ivy!" she whimpered.

 "Shh," I hushed while nibbling at her lips, "Relax."

 "It feels strange!" she pleaded.

 "Shh."

 I went down in between her legs, flicking my tongue along her clit while shoving another finger inside of her. I slid in and out of her wet entrance with ease, and her body began to grow wet beneath my touch.

 "Please," she begged.

 I felt her hips arch against me, matching my rhythm.

 "Good girl," I hummed while reaching into my nightstand.

 I pulled free my strap-on and belted it to my waist and thighs.

 "You're going to fuck me with that?" she asked.

 "I'm going to fuck you in ways that you can't imagine," I promised.

 Her wet opening swallowed the vibrating dildo of my strap-on as I rotated my hips, pounding her into my broken bed harder and harder. The way she cried and bucked beneath me was the cutest thing. She had no idea what she was in for.