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“Well, so do I,” he says. “And tonight, I’m in charge.”
His blue eyes are molten with lust, and I know that if I wanted to, if I really wanted to boss him around, I could. It leaves me feeling confident enough to agree to his terms. I want to surrender to him as much as he wants to dominate me.
“Okay.” I nod once. “Show me how to make you feel good, Ethan.”
He licks his lips and runs his eyes up and down my body. “Take off your dress.”
I’m completely naked underneath. He knows that. And he also knows how much I want this. That I agreed to his demands.
So I slip my hands down to the hem of the dress and slowly pull it over my head, tossing it away. Standing naked before him is terrifying and I immediately cover myself with my hands.
“Are you embarrassed?” He sounds angry. “Because if you’re shy, that’s understandable, but if you’re embarrassed, we can’t have that.”
I shrug. “Maybe. I don’t know.”
That’s a lie. I do know. I’m not being self-deprecating because I know what I look like. Yes, I’m a pretty girl, but I’m not a natural born model and I haven’t had plastic surgery. The women he’s used to are the kind who fit into one of the categories, if not both. They’re worldly and seductive and experienced. I’m just me.
“Don’t be,” he says sharply. “You’re perfect.”
My mouth opens with a pop. Nobody has called me perfect before.
“Don’t you try to deny it. You’re a fucking goddess. You’re my Juliet. Don’t put yourself down in front of me ever again.”
I just blink at him.
“Now let me see you.”
I drop my hands to my sides and stick out my chest just a little bit, trying to work with what I’ve got. I have no shame.
“So fucking beautiful,” he says. I expect him to jump on me, or at least touch me, but he does neither. “Go upstairs to my bedroom.”
“By myself?”
“Obviously not. I’m going to follow and stare at your naked ass the whole way.” And then he slips a hand down his pants and begins to pleasure himself. “Go,” he demands.
I turn and he slaps my ass. What the fuck!? I yelp and practically run up the stairs. I can feel my behind bouncing and try not to think too hard about it, Ethan chasing after me with a satisfied laugh. When I make it into his room, he closes the door and stalks me like a wild animal, tossing me onto the bed and crawling up between my thighs. His eyes are everywhere, roaming over my naked flesh like he can’t get enough.
“It’s my turn to see you,” I protest, reaching for his shorts.
He pushes my hand away. “So impatient. Who’s in charge here again?”
I bite my lip. “You are.”
“Good girl.” He’s straddling me, his erection threatening to spring from his shorts as he presses it against my bare sex. His mouth is on mine again but only for a moment. He kisses my mouth, my cheek, suckling down my neck, lips sweeping further until he’s kissing my nipple. He sucks it into his mouth and teases it with his teeth, swirling his tongue around the tip. It’s a painful kind of pleasure, sending a direct line of want straight to my core that I can’t satisfy on my own. I buck into him and he chuckles like he’s got all the time in the world.
He takes time with each breast and then travels lower, kissing my stomach and then nudging my thighs wider as he angles further south. But I don’t want him to kiss me there again. As amazing as it felt, I want more than his tongue this time. I want to reach climax with my legs wrapped around his waist and his cock buried deep.
He must sense it because he tells me to stop being impatient.
“But I can’t wait,” I argue.
“You can and you will. Women can have multiple orgasms. You know that, right?”
I mean, technically I know that some women can, but I can’t imagine how that’s going to be possible for me. The one he gave me this morning was so big I could hardly move afterward, let alone be touched. I can’t imagine doing that again and then having him penetrate me right after.
“I’m in charge, aren’t I?”
I nod, my head sinking into the pillow.
