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I knew he wasn’t ordering me to look him in the eye.
My gaze finally dropped to his cock, and I sucked in a sharp gasp. He was even bigger than I’d imagined, his thick erection straining toward me.
A desire to give him pleasure flooded me more strongly than any carnal need I’d ever known. My lips parted, and I leaned forward to take him into my mouth.
His fingers tangled in my hair, tugging me back.
“No,” he bit out.
I glanced up at him, startled by his refusal. Before rejection could sting my heart, he explained himself.
“I don’t want to come in your mouth. Not this time.”
“Oh,” I breathed. I realized I didn’t want that, either. I wanted him inside me, stretching and filling me so we were connected in the most intimate way possible.
He bent down and grasped my waist in his strong hands, lifting me to my feet as though I weighed nothing. He guided me to the bed, settling his big body over me the way he’d done last night. I loved the heaviness of his muscular frame holding me down. It made me feel small and deliciously feminine, filling me with that strange mix of power and vulnerability.
I reached up and wrapped my arms around him, pulling him closer.
He hissed in a sharp breath. It wasn’t a sound of pleasure.
I immediately withdrew my touch. “What’s wrong?”
He shook his head. “It’s nothing. I took a hit to my ribs earlier, but I’m fine. I’d just forgotten about it, is all.” He gave me a crooked smile. “You’re very distracting.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
He cocked his head at me, considering for a moment. Then, something shifted in his eyes, and they darkened in a way I didn’t fully understand.
“Put your hands over your head,” he ordered.
I complied, not even thinking of protesting.
“Good girl. Keep them there. No matter what I do to you, keep them there.”
“What are you going to do to me?” I asked, more intrigued than disconcerted by his command.
He dipped his head toward me, and his teeth grazed along the shell of my ear.
“Tease you. Torment you. Make you beg and scream my name.” He sucked on my earlobe, nipping at it gently. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you, angel? Tell me.”
His words were heavier than simple dirty talk. He needed my permission to continue with this game. I’d never engaged in anything remotely kinky, but I’d never been this hot and wet for a man in my life.
“Yes,” I whispered. “I want it. I want you, Joseph.”
He growled his savage approval, and the sound vibrated against my neck, making my sensitive skin spark and dance with awareness. I shivered and tilted my head to the side, exposing my throat to him.
I sucked in a sharp gasp when his palm settled over the front of my neck, his big hand nearly encircling it. He didn’t apply any pressure, and to my surprise, fear didn’t spike through me. Instead, lust flooded my system as I became fully aware of how small I was in his grip, the power he held over me. The domineering yet gentle way he handled me made my clit pulse, and wetness coated my thighs.
His thumb stroked the line of my vulnerable artery, and I shuddered. A husky groan left my chest, and I barely recognized that I’d made the sensual sound. I felt oddly light, disconnected from my normal self. With Joseph, I was freed from my anxiety and overactive brain. All I could focus on was him: his powerful body; his unique, masculine scent; the low, rumbling words of praise he uttered. He told me I was beautiful and perfect. His angel.
I became drunk on his attention, on the way he worshipped my body even as he took full command of my entire being.
He stroked his fingers over my skin, as though he wanted to memorize my every curve. He kissed my breasts, pulling my nipples into his mouth and nipping at the sensitive buds. I began to writhe beneath him. I wanted to touch him, too, but I kept my arms securely over my head, obedient to his will.
“Please, please, please,” I murmured over and over again in a desperate mantra. I needed him inside me. My pussy ached for him, and I was no longer afraid of his size. I craved to connect with him.
Finally, he brushed a kiss across my lips. “I’ll be right back, angel.”
He started to push off me, but I didn’t want him to put even an inch of space between us. I was too enraptured by the feel of his weight pinning me down.
“No!” I protested, a little wildly.
“I need to get a condom,” he explained, but his face was tight with his own need. He didn’t want to leave me, either. Not even for a minute.
