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Marly felt her mouth go dry, then moist. She wanted to taste his skin. Badly.
“Still playing games?” he growled, as he stepped closer to her.
Marly raised her gaze, arching a brow in way she knew would only infuriate him. “Still horny? What, your little black book missing?”
His lips tightened. He stared down at her, the gray of his eyes darkening, the color swirling like thunderclouds ready to burst.
“It’s a fine line you’re treading, Marly,” he whispered, staring down at her, his expression dark and dangerous. “If anyone in this world knows me, it’s you, and you know you aren’t ready for what I’d dish out to you.”
Heat slammed into her stomach, making her knees weak.
“I’ve dreamed about you dishing it up, Cade,” she whispered, touching his chest with the flat of her hand, feeling his heart thunder in his chest, much as hers was. “I’ve waited for it for two long years.”
She watched his jaw clench.
“You don’t know, Marly,” he growled. “You can’t know.”
“I know how hard you like it,” her voice was husky, smoky and raw with desire. “Rough and hard, your women on their knees, submitting to you. I know you like things most women would run screaming from. I don’t run easily, Cade. You know that.”
His hand covered hers, his fingers pressing them against the shirt, to feel the heat of her flesh sinking into his skin.
“Then you know I don’t do little girls.” Ragged and tense, his voice belied the anger he tried to project.
She laughed richly, then shrugged. “I’m still a virgin, but not stupid. I know you want me, Cade.”
His eyes narrowed, his lips thinning ominously.
“It would terrify you.”
“It might at first,” she admitted. “But just think, you could teach it all to me. How you like it, where you like it, when you like it. I haven’t had any other lovers, Cade. No one else has taught me how to do that.”
“What have they taught you?” His voice was low, curling through her like a flame.
She licked her lips. She was treading on dangerous ground, and she knew it. Cade was like a volcano, ready to erupt. When he did, she knew he would burn her alive with his touch. But she didn’t want his anger. She wanted him to need her, to accept that need. She didn’t want him angry over it.
“You’ll just have to find out I guess,” she told him, smiling secretively. “Experiment, so to speak, and see if you can find out what’s been taught to me, and what hasn’t.”
It was a challenge. She knew what a challenge did to him. He may not take her up on it now, but he would. She knew he would.
He was breathing harshly. It turned her on to watch him struggle for breath, to know she was doing to him the same things he did to her.
“If you know so damned much, then you know I like my women submissive,” he growled. “I don’t like to be challenged, not in sex or in life. Jump when I command, fuck when I want.”
“I never said I would be just like them.” She moved against him, her body brushing his, feeling the heat coming off of it. “I said I know what you like. And most of it, I can accept. But I won’t be a submissive, Cade.”
“You come to my bed and I’ll enslave you,” he swore darkly. “Is that how you want it Marly? A sexual slave, begging for me, and learning to love the degradation I inflict on you? Is that how you really want it?”
He grabbed her roughly, pushing her into his study, then against the wall behind the door. He held her there, her stomach and breasts pressed into the wall, his hips pinning her tightly. The dress was jerked to her hips, his hand clamping on the bare cheek of her rear as he groaned harshly at her ear.
Then he smacked her. Marly cried out, bucking as the stinging flare of heat seared her butt.
“Spread your legs.” He didn’t give her time to comply; he simply jerked her legs apart, then smacked the other cheek lightly, yet hard enough she knew to redden the flesh.
“Take your panties off.” He smacked her again, making her jerk, making her body hum with an arousal she hadn’t expected.
Dear God. This wasn’t what she had expected. Thrown into arousal so hot and intense she was ready to come now. His hands, hard but not hurting, held her still. His breathing, harsh against her neck, had her trembling in painful awareness of his strength.
Moving awkwardly, she slid her hands in the waistband of the thongs and pushed them over her hips and thighs. She stepped out of them slowly when they pooled at her feet.
