Rowyn was more than happy to oblige, but she had a suspicion she wanted to uncover first.
“Is that a request, or a demand?”
Rowyn quirked her lips in a smile as Elle’s face shifted. Thesurprise apparent on her features proved Rowyn’s hunch. Elle wasn’t used to being questioned. Rowyn would bet her life this woman was used to giving orders and having them followed day in, day out. In her experience when that was the case, a little pushback in the bedroom was often welcome.
“I’m not in the habit of making demands unless I’m invited, or required, to do so.”
Rowyn’s smile grew at the almost professional statement said in a wholly unprofessional environment.
“Does the invite need to be formally written, or will verbally do for that too?”
Elle stared at her as she stepped closer again.
“Are you asking me to tell you what to do, Wyn?”
The whispered words danced across Rowyn’s skin as a shiver ran through her body.
“Yes. Can’t guarantee I’m going to do what you say, though,” Rowyn said.
Elle lifted a finger to Rowyn’s mouth and trailed it along her bottom lip. She cupped her cheek softly and leaned in. Rowyn’s breath caught in anticipation, but Elle stopped right before their lips made contact.
“I have ways of getting people to do what I want.”
The closeness of their bodies had Rowyn’s skin ablaze as it begged to learn each and every one of those ways. It wasn’t in her nature to give in so easily, though, and nature will out.
“And yet here I am, still fully clothed.”
A fact that Rowyn’s body detested as it screamed to have the layers between them removed immediately. Elle dropped her hand between them and grazed the exposed skin beneath the hem of Rowyn’s dress. Rowyn fought the urge to spread her legs wider and pull Elle’s hand to exactly where she wanted it. She could hold out—it would only make the inevitable even more enjoyable.
“Yes, you are,” Elle said as she lightly stroked her fingers beneath the hem of the dress. Rowyn reached her hands up and gripped Elle’s shoulders as the throbbing between her thighs intensified.
“Are you going to change that?”
Rowyn’s words were breathy and hitched as Elle’s thumb danced along her damp panties.
Elle applied pressure right over Rowyn’s most sensitive spot, but before her body could react, it was gone. A whimper tore from her throat before she could stop it as Elle took a step back. She lifted her thumb to her lips and her tongue darted out while her eyes never left Rowyn’s.
“No, you are. Now.”
There was no questioning that this time the words were not a request. Elle drew her thumb between her own lips and sucked lightly, and Rowyn lost all thoughts of holding out. She needed release more than she needed to unravel the control Elle clearly wielded like a shield.
That can happen next time.
Rowyn dismissed the thought as quickly as it came. This was supposed to be a one-night stand—there wouldn’t be a next time. She quickly slipped the dress down over her body and hooked her panties off along the way. She stepped out of it and went to remove the heels until Elle stepped forward.
“Those can stay on.”
Fuck. Is a one-night stand absolutely mandatory?
Before she could answer her own thought, Rowyn lost all ability to reason as Elle pushed her back against the bed. She dropped on her knees in front of Rowyn and pressed Rowyn’s thighs apart with what could only be described as undiluted hunger in her eyes.
“Move to the edge of the bed and place this thigh on my shoulder,” Elle said as she stroked her finger along Rowyn’sright thigh.
Elle definitely loved control. She could have easily pulled the leg over her shoulder herself and grabbed Rowyn’s ass to position her however she damn well pleased. That wasn’t the point, though. Elle wanted Rowyn to do exactly what she said. Rowyn’s clit was pulsing too loudly for her to do anything other than give Elle exactly what she wanted.
“Good girl.”
The words landed like fire against her already heated core, and Rowyn moaned as Elle’s mouth followed. Soft, chaste kisses were placed on the slick skin all around her clit as Rowyn whimpered.
