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“Yes, you do.” He took the paper away and turned toward her. “Close your eyes.”
“What? Why?”
“You’re not listening to your body. You’re in your head too much.”
No, that was the exact opposite of the problem.
“Close them,” he commanded.
She did.
“Take a deep breath.”
She inhaled then exhaled slowly, feeling some tension drain away.
“Don’t think,” he said. “Feel.”
“Okay.” Sounded easy enough.
He shifted on the couch, and his leg pressed against hers. His scent intensified, making her want to breathe him in and hold him there inside her, calming her, enticing her. The warmth from his body crept through her clothing, giving her that melty feeling inside.
Hot breath against her ear pulled her focus to him, only to him.
“Do you want to be spanked, Kate?” His voice whispered near her neck.
She fought to stay put when her instinct was to flee. He was too close, too . . . there. But she refused to run away from her desires anymore. She would face this head on. She’d stay in the saddle.
“I . . . I think so.”
“Good.”
The small praise made her smile, but she wiped it away, feeling silly. Why should she care if he thought she was good? She wasn’t his good girl. He didn’t want her.
Fingers touched the back of her neck, grabbing hold of her attention again. They dragged lightly across her skin, making goose bumps rise all over her body.
Jesus. Maybe he did want her.
“Do you want someone to pull your hair? To control you with their hand wrapped around your pretty ponytail?”
“Yes,” she said on an exhale.
“Very good.”
God, was
there a kink for having a hot guy whisper dirty things in your ear? Because he could seriously check that one off.
Her heart fluttered. His fingers drifted up the back of her scalp, tugging gently at her hair. The small pains sent heat pulsing down her body, pooling in her pussy, where she was still feeling heavy and aching for relief. She sucked in a strained breath through her teeth. Her stomach felt like it had dropped out of her body.
“Would you like someone to take charge of your pleasure? Tell you when to come and when not to?”
She tried to think, but her head felt fuzzy, his voice too distracting. Her gut said yes, her clit throbbed, seconding that. Her voice shaky, she rasped, “Yes.”
“Do you want someone to master you? To own you?”
Her body shuddered uncontrollably.
He tightened his grip on her neck, almost as though he was expecting her to pull away. She didn’t.
