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Cora’s eyes fluttered closed, but she forced them open when she sensed him in front of her. “Yes, sir.”
Clasping his hands at his back, he gave her an once-over. “However, the leeway I’ll give in our home is that you don’t have to ask permission to touch me. I want to see that you want me and can’t control yourself.” His voice lowered so deep that it vibrated right through her. “There are times when I want to fuck, Cora—roughly and passionately.” His grin belonged to the devil himself. “I like spontaneity.”
At the images of Aidan taking her at any time without regret, she shifted her feet. She clenched her thighs at the thoughts of going to her knees and sucking his cock because she wanted to please, not from an order given.
This was all new.
This was exciting.
Moisture spread out between her legs. Her slit ached for this conversation to be over. She studied him, and he’d never looked so hot. He owned the space and carried a level of passion in the way he moved and talked. The room wasn’t dark like the dungeon, and every look he gave her, every move of his mouth, all his dominant features turned her into a puddle of goo.
He strode behind her and his breath tickled her neck, raising goose bumps across her overheated flesh. “I want to find you in the shower and fuck you without orders.” He kissed her neck, causing a shiver of fire to descend through her. “I want to wake up and slide between those thighs and spend the day deep inside you.” He dropped another kiss on the sweet spot of her nape. “I don’t hate vanilla sex. In fact, I’ll enjoy making love to you, Cora.” His low chuckle was a full-out attack on her loins. “And I’ll love fucking you into exhaustion.”
After a lick up her neck, he dragged his finger around her back as he returned to her front. “In the dungeon is where I play with toys. Flogging, bondage, wax play, and all those wonderful things are for the dungeon. I don’t bring that type of play into my house. Yes, I still enjoy a power exchange and expect you to be submissive when we play, but toys and such do not come home with me.” He stared at her intently, watching her closely. “Is this going to be a problem for you?”
Some Doms wanted the lifestyle all the time, and needed it, but she also understood Aidan’s point. Unless she was in the dungeon, she lived a typical vanilla life, and she preferred it that way.
The dungeon excited her because of what it stood for, and because of what she did there. If she had BDSM play all the time, it would lose that exciting edge. It was like her dirty little se
cret, a place of dark desires where she was pushed to extremes.
Besides, Cora also knew one truth within herself, and Aidan had confirmed it. Yes, she loved being flogged and enjoyed wax play, but it was the Dom that solidified her desire. The power exchange would never go away, exactly as it didn’t now.
If she had Aidan in her bed and under his dominance, it didn’t matter what he used on her. His touch and big, beautiful cock were more than enough. Plus, the idea of spontaneity excited her, too.
She figured as he’d told her actions spoke louder than words. Her nipples puckered as she reached between them and rubbed the hard bulge in his pants. “I like this agreement. It means I can do this.”
He grunted. “Yes, I see that you understand.”
She stroked harder, enjoying the right to touch him in the way she wanted. Though Cora also knew the game he played. He allowed her this right, but a Dom was a Dom after all. He might loosen the rules outside of the dungeon, but it was still his rules and on his terms. If she could touch this hot-as-hell man in the way she wanted, she didn’t care.
She moved faster, and his skin flushed. When his breath grew rough, he grabbed her hand. “Keep doing that and we won’t get through this talk.”
“Talking is overrated.” She smirked, giving a halfhearted shrug. “Didn’t you say words mean jack shit if someone doesn’t follow through? I do believe you told me that action speaks for itself.”
His eyes creased at the corners. “Smart-ass.” Pinning her hand to her stomach, he arched a deliberate eyebrow. “Would you rather not understand what is expected of you and learn through punishment?”
She nibbled her lip and then giggled. “Okay, talking it is.”
“Good choice.” He grinned.
In a blink, the playfulness vanished from his features, and a look she was becoming increasingly fond of rose to his face. A look that said I love you, but also You belong to me. Don’t forget it.
His gazed turned dark and stormy, liquefying her insides as he said, “Outside of the dungeon, unless I give you an order, you’re free to touch me as you like. You don’t need my permission. Clear?”
“Touch you how I like. No permission necessary. Oh, I’m so on board with this plan.” She rubbed her chest against him, grinning up into that sexy face that she wished was buried between her thighs. “Yes, sir.”
He watched her grind against him. A low growl rumbled from his chest before he pressed a hand against her lower back. “One warning: If you demand anything from me it will result in a punishment.” His hand traveled down to her bottom, where he squeezed her cheek, thrusting her harder against his erection. “I know when you need to be fucked. I see it in the way your eyes darken.” He brushed her cheek with a light touch. “I see it in the way your face flushes.” He slid his finger down her neck, moving it over the top of her breast. “I see it in your hard nipples.” He licked up her neck and her eyes fluttered closed as he added, “I taste your need.” He drew his nose up her neck, inhaling. “I smell your desire.”
Leaning away, he gave a slow, building smile. “Never tell me what you need. I’ll know. Always.” Then he sealed his mouth over hers, and Cora became lost in her Dominant’s kiss.
He angled her head and deepened the kiss, and he stole her soft moans. The stroke of his tongue clashed with hers. The power behind his embrace brought forth a blaze so hot it made her acutely aware of him.
When he finally broke the kiss, she was breathless. Her nerve endings stirred and tingled, and her heart hammered. He slid his thumbs to her chin, tilting her head. His voice held a slight tremble as he murmured, “I know when you want me. Christ, I can feel it in my soul.” He caressed her parted lips and his heated stare followed his touch. “Just as I know you’re aching for me now …” He lowered his hand, sliding his fingers between her soaked folds and grunted, “Ah, see how wet and ready your cunt is?”
“Yes, sir.” Her knees buckled under each swipe of his finger against her swollen flesh. “God, yes.”
Aidan chuckled against her lips, sliding his fingers deep inside her. “Now, that you can call me anytime you like.”
