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He has the prettiest blue eyes… just like everything else about him… he’s perfect. And that accent is to die for.
“You should know,” I blurt out, liquid courage induced… “That I’ve never done this kind of thing before. I… I don’t usually pay for sex.” I whisper that last part, like someone may hear us.
His gaze is nothing short of unnerving. “I can see that.”
I frown. “You can?”
For the first time, a chuckle rumbles through him and it’s like God sent him to earth just for me.
“There is no need to be nervous,” he assures me, placing his glass on the coffee table in front.
I relax a little as I watch wordlessly as he removes the cuff links from his sleeves, placing them on the table next to his glass. He unbuttons each side and shoves the sleeves up to his elbows.
This man oozes sex appeal. It’s like he’s not even trying.
My eyes study his strong, thick muscles up his forearms.
Then he glances up and catches me looking.
He smirks again. “I don’t know how a beautiful woman like you is even here, Imogen. But I am one lucky man tonight. I read your questionnaire...” Oh lord, kill me now. “…and I’m very happy to say that I can give you all those things on your list. I’m a pleasure Dom, Imogen. Do you know what that is?”
I mean, I’ve watched Fifty Shades of Grey…
As if noticing my hesitation, he goes on, “It’s where I derive enjoyment from pleasing my submissive. I enjoy sensation play and orgasm control, rather than pain or humiliation. I like to give praise, which I saw was one of the things on your list.”
My breath hitches at his words. If he notices, he doesn’t say anything.
“Submissive, does that mean that I’d be at your mercy?”
He chuckles again. “Not at all. My role is to prioritize your desires above all else. In a nutshell, I want to please you. When I please you, that pleases me.” His hand moves, his fingers trailing up my neck as I try not to shiver. “If you’re my good girl, then we can enjoy mutual enjoyment, rather than emphasizing on me being the big bad Dom.”
Big bad Dom…
My lips part. “Oh, my.”
He chuckles. “You’re a very beautiful woman, Imogen.” My nipples harden and I press my legs together. He hasn’t even moved from his seat and I’m tingling all over.
“You’re a very attractive man,” I feel the need to tell him.
His lips twitch. “I’m glad to hear that. May I?”
I don’t know what he’s referring to, but then he slides my glass from my hand and places it next to his. The touch of his fingers as he brushes against me sends fire right through my body.
When his eyes meet mine again, he’s somehow managed to shift closer to me… the scent of his cologne is heady and sexy. Just like him.
He’s certainly living up to my favorite traits: patient, romantic, takes charge…
“Do you like the sounds of me pleasing you, Krasavitsa?”
His other hand brushes against my knee as I try not to let my rapid breathing get the better of me. Surely he can see I’m practically panting? I bite down on my bottom lip and his eyes darken.
His words free my lip from my teeth. “Answer me.”
“Yes,” I breathe, loving how his hands feel on me.
His thumb traces my lips as he devours me with those eyes.
“I like it when a woman tells me that I’m pleasing her. And you also want to please me, don’t you Krasavitsa? By being my good girl?”
