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Though I ached to feel her soft, slender hands on every inch of my body, I wasn’t her lover. I was her teacher.
“Did I give you permission to touch me, girl?” I asked, clenching my jaw.
Emma snatched her hands back and lowered her lashes. “No, Sir. I’m sorry.”
My balls drew tight and heavy.
The beast inside me, who wanted to claim every ounce of her innocent submission, roared.
My palms itched to turn her over my knee and punish her willful behavior. But deep down, I knew she didn’t know better. I was simply looking for an excuse to get my hands on her lush ass.
You royally fucked up this time, asshole,chided the voice in my head.
I had. Instead of getting her drunk enough on wine to drop her defenses so I could interrogate her, I’d let my libido, and the endless ache to taste her surrender, run wild. To my surprise, Emma was far more willing to dip her toes into the dark and kinky waters than I’d imagined.
With her focus fixed on my straining erection, she freed the button of my jeans.
As Emma pinched the tab of my zipper, I gently clasped her wrist. “I go commando, girl.”
She blankly nodded before her eyes widened in understanding. She swallowed tightly, then slid her hand down my pants, and protectively cupped my cock. The feel of her soft, slender fingers made my hips jerk and my dick lurch into her palm.
Emma quivered and slowly eased the zipper down her knuckles.
Yeah, I’d fucked up, but it was too late to turn back now.
There was no stopping the freight train of lust chugging through me.
As she freed me from the strangling denim and lifted her hand away, I hissed as my cock sprang free. Emma’s eyes grew wide as she reared back and gaped at my thick, weeping erection.
“Woah,” she blurted, then swallowed tightly.
Normally, I’d punish a sub for such an outburst. But for obvious communication reasons, I hadn’t instructed Emma not to speak. I’m glad I hadn’t. Her reaction was a massive stroke to my ego.
Without thinking, she reached toward my throbbing cock.
“You don’t have permission, little one,” I reminded, forcing the words off my tongue while a double-edged sword shredded me.
I wanted to draw out the submissive hiding inside her, so Emma could finally embrace the freedom and glory she’d only read about. But the dizzying scent of her sweet cunt filling the air, and the sight of her lush, naked body, made me want to toss away all Dom/sub protocol and fuck her senseless.
No submissive…hell, no woman had ever made feel so reckless and out of control before.
She’s not a sub, reminded the voice in my head.
Not yet.
Emma knelt and peeled the jeans down my legs. The skim of her soft knuckles raking my flesh tested my resolve even more. Clenching my jaw, I tamped down the wild lust pumping through my veins. I’d promised her a taste of submission, and that’s exactly what I was going to give.
Mentally gripping my Dominance in a stranglehold, I stepped out of my jeans and strode across the room. Emma didn’t move, didn’t say a word, but I felt her eyes raking from the top of my head to the soles of my feet before I turned and sat on the wing-backed chair beside the window.
“Crawl to me, little one.”
The anticipation shimmering in her big hazel eyes instantly dimmed.
“Y-you mean…like ad-dog?” she asked, contempt dripping off every word.
“Areyou a dog?”
“No.”
