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Wow, from someone else she would have said his ego was only outdone by his arrogance. But he said it so easily and without a hint of boastfulness. How did he sleep at night if he really believed he was responsible for keeping the whole town safe?
“You have deputies to help,” she told him gently. “And at the end of the day, people are responsible for themselves.”
“You’ve lived in Haven for a while now. You’re telling me you haven’t figured out the way things are run?”
She’d noticed. And Savannah had told her a few things before she’d made the decision to come here. Although it wasn’t quite the same as experiencing it in person. Just the other day she’d had an elderly man admonish her for jaywalking across a quiet street, stating it put her at greater risk of being run over. And when she’d tripped over the curb because of her stupid, weak ankle, no less than five people had come to her aid. One of them telling her he’d carry her to the doctor if necessary. He’d been about half her size and she’d had to bite back her amusement so she didn’t risk hurting his feelings.
“I love the way people in this town look out for each other.”
He nodded. “And the men especially watch over the women and children. We ensure their safety, we take care of our own. Yeah, I have the men of this town helping, and my deputies, but ultimately everything rests on my shoulders.”
“And that doesn’t weigh you down?”
“No. It’s what I need.”
Yeah. She could see that he did. Someone else might buckle under the pressure, but he probably didn’t feel right without it.
He was a strong man. A principled one. With honor. He wouldn’t bend or break or leave her when the going got tough. This wasn’t anything permanent, though, and she needed to remember that.
It was just a bit of fun.
“Pull your breasts out of your top.”
Her breath caught. She’d pretty much be naked then. In a roomful of people. Half of whom were already naked. All or nothing, right?
She reached down the top of her corset, cupping the bottom of her right breast. Her boobs were already halfway out so she didn’t have to undo the corset to release them. She drew first one then the other out over the top of the corset. Now the only part of her that was covered was her stomach.
His gaze was riveted on her breasts. Reaching out, he grasped her left nipple between this thumb and forefinger and tugged. She fought to stay still. The urge to rub against him like a cat in heat was so strong it took all her control to resist the urge. He gave her other nipple the same treatment, and she nearly melted.
“Damn, they’re pretty. Plump and creamy and tipped by sweet, red nipples.”
Oh, hell, he could not say things like that to her.
“Please, Sir.”
“Please what?”
“Touch me. Touch my breasts. My nipples.”
“Soon,” he told her. “Very soon. Rule number one is what we just spoke about. While you’re here, I’m claiming you as my sub. That means I will dominate you. I will pleasure you. There is no one else for you, understand?”
He pushed his thumb against her clit, applying pressure but not moving it. She raised and lowered herself, trying to gain some friction against the tight bud.
He grabbed hold of her hips, holding her still. She whimpered at the loss of sensation against her clit. Once more he took hold of her nipple. This time he twisted it hard enough to make her gasp with pain, but when he let go, a rush of pleasure filled her.
Who’d have thought having her nipple tugged would be a turn-on?
“No moving.” He gave her that look that made her stomach go all funny inside. “You’re not in control here. You don’t get to make the decisions and you certainly don’t get to choose when you come.”
Oh, fuck. Another wave of heat flooded her. That shouldn’t turn her on. Except Molly was tired of making all the decisions. Everyone always looked to her to have all the answers. Part of it was her career, and she loved h
er job as a therapist. But it rolled over into her personal life and was draining. At least she didn’t have anyone else relying on her now, but she was still the one shouldering everything. Except for this moment. Because Jake was in charge. She got why people liked this. Even needed it.
“Sorry, Sir,” she said quietly.
He raised his eyebrows. Probably in shock over her quick agreement.
He moved his hands back down to her thighs, running both of his thumbs across the silky skin between them. It became increasingly difficult to sit still as he moved his thumbs closer and closer to her pussy.
