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Naked, she stepped forward, looking at him from under her lids. Her lashes were thick and dark, and sometimes they hid her thoughts and mood too well. Nevertheless, she was aroused, her body told him. Her nipples were dark as claret and knotted. Her arms didn’t hang by her sides. One hand was against the front of her thigh, the other on the opposite hip. There was tension in her; she was ready to act. Was she anticipating his next instruction?
Rex liked the idea.
It was so tempting to continually take her to this place where she lowered her head and her eyes became dark with arousal and her breasts peaked. Effortless, and yet so hot. Still it nagged at Rex, her history. Had she lived with the man who’d played the dom to her sub? How long had it gone on for? Did she love the guy, whoever he was?
Rex rose to his feet and went for his belt, but when he began to undo it, Carmen lifted her head and looked at him directly, boldly even. Her lips were parted and she wore a hungry gaze.
“Ah, so you are willing to demonstrate?”
She nodded.
It flitted through his mind that it was a good job he hadn’t known she would be like this. He always knew she was a sensual woman. But that mask—that independent facade she’d developed over the intervening years—had worried him at first. Not anymore. Not now he knew what lay behind it. His desire to test her, to push her, only grew. “Despite your apparent resistance, you look hellishly horny to me.”
She pursed her lips.
“Are you horny?” He waited. “Carmen?”
“Yes.” She stared at him. “It’s just sex, isn’t it?”
She was underlining that point. He took note of that and ran his hand over the bulk of his erection. “Just sex. So this is what you want, is it?”
She muttered under her breath.
Rex didn’t catch what she said, but it amused him.
A sidelong glance captured his attention. It was a momentary gleam in her eyes but he caught it, and it was the hottest thing he ever could have imagined. Her hunger, her raw desire. Power plumed in him. Especially when he nodded, and she quickly closed the space between them and dropped to her knees before him.
Her hands were on his belt. Her eyes glinted. It was fire he saw there, like she had something to prove. “Permission to demonstrate?”
“Permission granted.”
Hastily she unbuttoned his fly, stroked her hand against the front of his jockey shorts, then latched her fingers over the waistband. There, she paused. When he met her upturned gaze, he nodded.
Carmen held the waistband tightly and then pulled his jockeys lower, to the tops of his thighs. When his cock stood out, she leaned in and stroked her cheek against its length from base to tip where she rested a kiss. The sigh she gave sounded like relief.
Rex rolled his head back.
A moment later her hands cupped his balls and squeezed.
His cock jerked up in her grasp. With her free hand, she embraced and stroked it again, then ran her tongue over the swollen crown.
“May I suck you?”
His balls tightened. “You think you can handle it?”
He rocked on his heels and his hands closed on her head, holding her gently as she sucked him into the warm cavern of her mouth.
Her tongue worked at the underside of his cock while she held the shaft and moved it in and out of her mouth, sucking him off.
The question drummed at his temples—who taught you to be such a good sub? With effort, he pushed it back. Staring down at her, Rex felt her eagerness, her agility and talent pushing him dangerously close, and fast. Then she took him deeper, and the hand that stroked his shaft moved. Instead, she gripped his hip, her other hand still massaging his balls.
“Need to stop,” he rasped, “need to fuck you.”
Carmen whimpered, and her nails drove into his buttock.
“I’m warning you.” He stroked her head, afraid to overwhelm her.
She encouraged him on, and she was showing him so clearly what she wanted that Rex couldn’t hold back. A fierce orgasm racked him, his cock pumping into her mouth, just as she’d insisted.
