Page 73 of Vicious Knight

She takes the pizza out of the oven and sets it on the table. It's a pepperoni pizza. I have a stack in the freezer for times like this when I need something quick to eat.

We sit opposite each other at the table and dive in. I'm not starving, so I eat slowly, but she eats even slower than me, looking like a little bird pecking at her food, piece by piece.

“Are you gonna watch me eat all night?” She lifts her gaze to mine.

I grin back at her again. “I have many things planned for you tonight. Watching you eat isn’t one of them.”

She'll soon learn that I always have a good comeback.

We continue eating in silence as I watch her, much to her dismay. Soon she has only one slice of pizza left on her plate. I finished eating long ago.

“Eat that and we'll go take a shower.” I tap the space near her plate.

She snaps her gaze up to me looking bewildered. “Shower together?”

“I did say we.”

“I don't bathe with other people.” She wrinkles her nose, looking more deerlike.

“You do now. And I'm not people. I'm Thorne, and you are my Ivy.”

She grinds her teeth, probably trying to bite back her next words. Good. She's not getting out of showering with me. Now that I have her here there's no way I'm going to rob myself of the privilege of having her up against the wall of my shower.

Ivy continues pecking at the pizza until it's gone. Once it is, I stand, signaling it's time to get into the shower.

“Come on, let’s go.”

She rises and I place my hand to the small of her back. I lead her into the ensuite and the walk-in shower.

“Take off your clothes,” I tell her.

Her back goes rigid at my command but she obeys without arguing.

She starts taking her clothes off and I do the same while watching her.

I'll never grow tired of seeing her naked body. It’s like being served my favorite drug in an IV drip.

Once I pull off my boxers her eyes go straight to my very erect, pierced dick and her mouth drops.

Despite being in training for most of the day, I wore my piercing for her, just like I promised. I have a Prince Albert-style piercing, so a little barbell goes from the opening of my dick and comes through the underside.

“Just for you, Bambi.” My fingers flex over my length, and I tap the tip of my barbell.

“Just for me?” She gives me a narrowed stare.

“I only wear it on special occasions. Like now.”

Ivy answers with a deeper frown, and the fear in her eyes triples.

“This should be fun.” I almost laugh at her discomfort and trepidation. Not only is she wondering when I'm going to fuck her, but now she’s worrying that it’s going to hurt even more with my piercing. It won’t. Piercings heighten pleasure.

I am going to fuck her, so I’ll teach her about pleasure very soon.

I open the shower door and motion for her to get in. She does, and my eyes go straight to her fully-rounded ass.

I touch it, squeezing her cheeks and she winces, looking back at me with disgust.

Ignoring the look, I step in with her and turn on the water to a light, cool spray.