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Please. Please. Please.
He unbuckled his jeans and pushed them down. “You had me in your mouth a few nights ago, and as good as it felt to be there, tonight I’m going to fill another part of you.” He slipped a finger between her legs. “Part your knees and show me how much you want it.”
She didn’t even hesitate before she let her knees fall to either side.
“Damn, you’re beautiful,” he said, looking over her offered body.
He was beautiful, too. She’d yet to see him naked, and as he stood at the edge of the bed, removing the last of his clothes, she allowed her gaze to travel across his body.
He was exquisitely made, all hewed and lean muscle. She tightened her fingers around the headboard so she wouldn’t be tempted to reach out and touch him. Her gaze drifted lower, and she couldn’t hold back a gasp of appreciation when she spied his erection.
He gave her a sultry half smile that told her he knew exactly what she was thinking and lowered himself onto the bed. He stroked her knee and placed a gentle kiss on it. Dena shivered.
“One day soon I’m going to spend hours doing nothing but kissing every inch of you.” He nipped the skin on the side of her kneecap, and she yelped. “But not today. Today I want you too damn bad.”
She sucked in a breath as his finger made a path from her knee up across her thigh and inched closer and closer to that empty, aching spot.
“Look at this,” he said, skimming her entrance. “How wet you are.” He brought his finger to her mouth. “Clean it.”
She parted her lips and took his finger inside, tasting herself, and she bit the tip of it just because it was there and she could.
“Like it rough?” he asked.
“Is there any other way, Sir?”
He chuckled before lowering his head to hers and taking her lips in a kiss. She’d had her share of first kisses. Most of them were tentative and awkward. Not so with Jeff. The way his mouth claimed hers while his hands explored her body left no doubt he was not giving anything. He was taking.
For a second she despaired that he’d told her to keep her hands still. She’d love to run her fingers through his hair and down his back. But she wanted even more to please him and knew there’d be time for her to learn his body soon enough. So she relaxed into his touch and simply let herself feel.
Jeff seemed to pick up on her surrender because he ended the kiss and rose to his knees to put on a condom. She kept her eyes on his as he stroked the insides of her thighs.
Was he hesitating? Surely not. Please, she almost begged. Instead, she arched her back, thrilled when the movement appeared to break whatever spell he was under. He shifted his hips forward, and her eyes fluttered closed as he pressed inside her.
With a groan, he thrust once and filled her completely, damn near making her eyes roll to the back of her head in pleasure.
“Fuck. Yes,” she said, and then sucked in a breath as he started pumping in and out of her.
“Feels so good,” he panted, flicking first her right nipple and then her left.
“Yes,” she hissed in reply, because everything about him felt good, from his hands on her to the way he moved inside her.
He slowed down, and she nearly whined until he started nibbling on her neck and hit one of her favorite spots. She bucked against him. “More.”
“Mmm, like that spot?” he asked, scraping the area gently with his teeth and sending shock waves of pleasure throughout her body.
“Oh, God. Yes, Sir.”
“I’m going to learn all your spots,” he promised, moving his hips faster. “And I’m going to be very thorough.”
She had no doubt of that. “I want to learn your spots, too, Sir.” Or that’s what she meant to say, but he began stroking hard and deep inside her and it came out sounding like, “Want … spot … fuck!”
His only reply was a grunt, and there weren’t any further words as he drove them both to climax. She fisted the headboard as hard as she could, trying to hold off her orgasm until she knew it was inevitable.
“Please. Sir.”
He didn’t slow down but simply said, “Yes,” and dropped a hand between them to circle her clit.
With his permission granted, she threw her head back and focused on the feelings he created within her. He thrust deeply and kept moving as she climaxed around him. He slipped his hands up to cover hers, and their fingers entwined while he held still, reaching his own release.
They lay there for a time, holding hands, wrapped up in each other. Jeff kissed her again, but this time it was soft and reverent. She sighed in contentment when he whispered, “Touch me.”
Chapter Five
Present day
Two hours later, a much more content Dena sat at Daniel’s kitchen table, drinking another glass of juice. Jeff had wanted to give her chocolate milk, but Daniel didn’t have any. She’d loved chocolate milk when she lived with him. When she wore his collar, almost every night before they went to bed, he’d pour her a glass and bring it to her. A simple thing to anyone else, but one that never failed to put a smile on her face. Even after her outlandish behavior at the demo, he still wanted to care for her. He hadn’t realized until tonight how much he missed not being able to do things for her.
The party was over. For an hour, Jeff had watched Dena while she slept and thought about the note she’d received. In his opinion, there was only one thing to do. He wondered how she’d take his suggestion.
Because she’d worn party clothes under her coat, he’d needed to find her something to wear. Though he loved seeing her in the corset she’d worn to the party, he needed her in something more practical for the upcoming discussion. Anything of Julie’s was out of the question since she was a petite five feet three. Dena stood close to five eight. Fortunately, he carried extra clothes in his bag.
So while she sat drinking juice at Daniel’s table, talking to Abby and Nathaniel, she was wearing one of his T-shirts. It was still impossibly large, but his heart clenched at the sight. Seeing her dressed in his shirt brought back the memory of the many mornings she’d sat at his table wearing one.
“Nice shirt,” Daniel said, walking into the kitchen.
Dena glanced down at the large garment. “Thanks. He not only carries arnica cream, but he packs an extra outfit.”
He laughed at the look she shot him. “And a good thing, too. You’d be sitting there in a corset if I didn’t.”
She wrinkled her nose and turned her attention to Daniel. “How’s Julie?”
“She kept down the broth I took her. Maybe she’ll get some sleep tonight.”
Dena yawned. “I know I’m still tired.”
“No one will have to rock me to sleep tonight,” Abby said, stifling her own yawn. Nathaniel bent down and whispered something in her ear that made her giggle.
Daniel stood with his arms crossed. “I trust your judgment, Jeff, but what exactly happened after Nathaniel and I left?”
Jeff glanced at Dena before answering. “I’m sure she’s never been anything other than a perfect submissive with you, but I believe her exact words to me tonight were, ‘Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck. You.’”
Abby stared at Dena in disbelief. “You said that?”
Dena nodded and waved in Jeff’s direction. “Yes, but he forgot the, ‘Fuck you, Sir,’ I said first.”
“Right, ‘Fuck you, Sir.’ That’s what earned you ten strokes, wasn’t it?” Her ass would still be sore. She really didn’t need the reminder, but Jeff needed her to understand he wasn’t ready to joke about it just yet.
Dena’s back straightened. “Yes, Sir.”
“That’s not like you. What’s going on?” Daniel asked.
She glanced at him, but Jeff shook his head. “Since you remember everything word for word,” he said, “you tell him. Besides, I’m interested in whether or not he thinks you need another reminder about being honest.”
He wouldn’t let Daniel touch her, of course, not tonight. She’d had enough for one day. But the fact was her behavior was unacceptable for someone who’d been a submissive for as long as her. He felt certain he’d made that point clear, but he wanted her to know how serious he took her misbehavior.
She pushed the empty juice glass away. “I had a threatening note slipped under my door last night.”
“You did? Shit,” Daniel said.
“And she’s had harassing phone calls before then, including one
