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“You’re not that hard to figure out. You like trophies. You’re controlled, uptight. Do you ever laugh or have a good time? And your name, Milton? I’m surprised you don’t have a ‘the third’ at the end of it.” Amie turned her body toward him and rested on her arm. “Has anyone ever challenged you?”
“My job is challenging enough. I don’t need a challenge in my personal life too. Besides, I make sure the women I date don’t stick around long enough for me to worry about that.”
“I knew it. You probably have uptight sex too. Strictly missionary position. When you feel like exerting a little control, you get a woman to suck you off while she’s on her knees in front of you. If that’s the type of woman you’re into, then I am definitely not your type.”
“Never learned to swallow?” He was quick with the comebacks. She would at least give him credit for that.
“Oh, I can swallow. But I swallow on my own time.” She leaned in. Instinctively. Despite not wanting to make this situation any more complicated, Amie found herself only inches away from him. Her voice now low and seductive. His expression now a look of surprise. “You’ll be begging me to get on my knees. Or maybe I’m not on my knees. Maybe you’re tied to the bed and all you can do is lie there while I tease and torture you until your pelvis is bucking and you’re moaning for release.”
She heard a gulp. A hard swallow that echoed in the silence of the room. He was completely still, just watching her, the only movement was the twitch of his jaw bone as he clenched his teeth. He was contemplating her words. Could it be that the confident, uptight Milton Campbell would like a woman to be responsible for his sexual needs? That he wanted to surrender? He didn’t argue. He didn’t disagree.
Amie pulled down the comforter, revealing more of her body, pulling it down just far enough that the top of her pink thong poked out from underneath. Goose bumps pebbled her skin, not from the sudden exposure to cool air, but from the heat that flared up from her pussy at the sight of him licking his lips as his eyes focused on the tiny scrap of pink fabric.
Just a few simple words. Tied up. Begging. Cock in my mouth. Just a few simple words had her anger running scared at the fierce desire that now screamed inside of her.
It wasn’t only the fact that he was beautiful that got her hot. Or the fact that he looked at her like she was his last meal. It was the battle. The constant back and forth stimulated her mind. His hard body and looks stimulated another part of her, a part that Amie wanted desperately to sate at this very moment. She wanted this man. Only for the night though, because there was no way she could defy everything she stood for and even consider a serious relationship. He wasn’t her lion, but maybe, maybe he was the lucky man who would indulge her lioness. There was only one way to find out.
“Milton? Would you be into that?”
* * * *
“I…” Milton was speechless. He had never been asked that question before, he had never been presented with the opportunity to leave his sexual satisfaction in the hands of someone else.
The pink bra she wore cupped her breasts perfectly, the slight swell spilling out just enough to make his head spin as she leaned over, smoothing her hands up his bare chest to his shoulders. “Milton?”
“You want to tie me up?”
“I think the question is, do you want to be tied up?” Her eyes sparkled with desire but also something else. Something dangerous and enticing. Something he had forgotten a long time ago–freedom.
He was a successful businessman running a multi-million dollar corporation, and that meant he called the shots. He pulled the strings. Not the other way around. But maybe Aleks was right. Maybe he should have a little fun while he was in town. And this firecracker seemed like the perfect opportunity.
Milton lifted himself off the mattress and hovered over her body. “I could have you right now.” One quick movement and he straddled her, while his fingers made quick work of her bra. He had noticed the front clasp during his inappropriate staring. “Take you any way I want.”
He saw the fire flare in her eyes at his actions, but she remained cool. “You could…but you won’t. And I have a feeling, not unless I tell you to.”
Did it make him less of a man to let Amie take control? But he wouldn’t have to think, just do. Wouldn’t have to worry, he would be…free. The pressure of everyday life weighed heavy, but with Amie, he could give himself over, be cared for, safe. At least for a little while. He knew deep down that the decisions she’d make would benefit the both of them.
Milton had never had the opportunity to exercise this side of him. None of the women he had been with were confident or comfortable enough with themselves to take control.
As if knowing he was deep in thought, with a swift move, Amie toppled him and before he realized it, he fell back to the mattress with Amie’s smooth thighs gripping either side of his body. Her breasts dangling, nipples pert and begging to be sucked. The cups of her bra stretched back to her sides.
“You want me,” Amie said.
Milton knew it wasn’t a question. It was a fact, and Amie knew it. Even if she hadn’t been rubbing her pussy against the hard length in his underwear.
Thoughts spun around in his head. The most dangerous one–the one where he surrendered to this beautiful woman trying her best to seduce him–always wiggling its way to the foreground. What did he have to lose? Amie didn’t seem like the type to hassle him for a long-term relationship afterward.
Milton rushed up to kiss her, but she was surprisingly strong. She stopped him halfway and pushed him back down. “Trust me.” She wiggled on top of him. “Trust me to give you everything you need. I’ll take care of you.”
Something in her voice took hold of his heart. Milton had been taking care of everyone and everything for a long time. Just like he suspected, she knew exactly what he needed. It was time for him to let go and have a little fun.
He could probably hold her down with one hand and defile her–any way he wanted?
??but that wasn’t his intention.
“I’m not going to tie you up, but there will be no touching. At least on your part.” Amie gave him a sexy little smirk, then grabbed his wrists and moved his hands up to the headboard. “Grab on.”
Milton clutched the wood slats and held on tight. “I have a condom in my wallet.”
