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“Sir, please,” she begged as he pulled back and kissed his way down her neck.
“Please what?”
She didn’t say anything more. She couldn’t. He drew back to look down at her, the look on his face so stern she felt a moment of worry.
“What do you need, kitten? I want you to tell me.”
“Aren’t you supposed to know?” she asked desperately.
“Oh, I know what you need. But I want you to ask me for it.”
Christ. That was the last thing she wanted to do. He grasped her face between his large, warm hands. “And just so you know, you’re not getting it until you ask.”
Well, fuck. She licked her lips, opened her mouth, closed it. Why was this so damn hard for her? For some reason, tears entered her eyes and he grew all blurry.
“Baby, it’s okay. You’re safe here. I’m going to take care of you. Nothing bad is going to happen because you ask for what you need. I promise you that.”
“I need you to take me. Fuck me. I need you to make me come. So badly. Please, Sir.”
A smile crossed his face. His eyes melted, and her stomach lost that tight, knotty feeling. She’d pleased him, she could see that as clear as day. He was happy and she’d done that. She sighed with pleasure.
“Good girl. Such a good girl. And darlin’, there’s nothing I want more than to fuck you.” He took a step back, surprising her. If he wanted to fuck her, shouldn’t he be getting closer. “Strip me, kitten.”
Oh, with pleasure.
Her gaze lost that sad, worried look as pleasure filled her face. That was better. He hated causing her any sort of stress or upset, but he was determined to ensure she knew she could make her needs known. She reached for his shirt, her hands trembling slightly. He knew how she felt; he was feeling a little unsteady himself.
She undid each button, moving so slowly it was torture, but then she spread his shirt open and tugged it the rest of the way off. And the way she stared at him, as though she wanted to lick every inch of the skin she’d revealed, well it made the wait worth it.
“Touch me,” he commanded. Right then, he wanted nothing more than to feel her hands caressing him, touching him.
She ran her hands down his chest, her touch light.
“I won’t break, kitten.”
“Just savoring the moment, Sir. You’re so gorgeous. Can I taste you?”
“Yes,” he said in a tight voice. That breathless tone to her voice, the need he could hear just made him hungrier for her. She leaned in and, instead of going for his nipple as he’d expected, she bent and ran her tongue from his belly button all the way up his chest to the base of his neck. Then she laid kisses along his collar bone. Her touch was soft and gentle, yet he was more turned on than he could ever remember being. He clenched his hands into fists to keep himself from grabbing her and throwing her on the desk.
Slow. Easy.
She moved to his nipple, sucking it into her mouth. He dropped his head back, fighting his baser urges as she suckled. Fuck, what he wouldn’t give to feel her mouth around his dick.
Not yet, asshole.
Build her up to it. He couldn’t just lay everything on her at once. She let go of his nipple then stepped back slightly and looked up at him. Then with shaking hands, she reached for his pants. He grabbed hold of her hand without thinking. Her eyes widened with alarm.
He cleared his throat, fighting his need to order her to her knees then take her mouth.
“I thought you wanted me to strip you, Sir.”
“Not yet,” he told her.
Her brows came together. “Did I do something wrong?”
Shit. Stop fucking this up.
He cupped her face between his palms, watching her face shut down before him. “How can you do anything wrong when you’re doing what I told you to do? If you do something wrong, I’ll tell you.”
