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She couldn’t say that, though, not with any degree of decorum.
“I hoped you’d…want me.”
He drew in a long breath through his nose and dragged his gaze down her body. “What do you want me to do to you?”
“Whatever you’d like.”Just touch me.
“Maybe you should be a little more specific,” he said. “If you leave me up to my own devices, you might get more than you bargained for.”
“We can bargain if you’d like. Is negotiation what you want right now?”
“I don’t want to negotiate. I want to take what I need.”
“So do it.” She shrugged off her dress and let it fall back onto the bed. “You wanted to see. There you go.”
He raked his gaze down her torso and leaned in to push the fabric away from her hips, exposing her hips and thighs for his scrutiny. “No panties.”
“You wanted access.”
And she wanted to be touched. She wanted to make that unambiguous and easy.
He looped his arms beneath her knees and dragged her farther down the bed so her ass was at the edge. He pushed her thighs as far apart as they could go and knelt in front of her, his gaze heated, but his expression was so neutral.
She bit down on her bottom lip to keep the words at bay so she wouldn’t accidentally say anything to discourage him. She wanted him steering the ship, in more ways than one, and wanted to give him her compliance. She craved his satisfaction.
He skimmed the end of the belt down her cleft, tickling her swollen clit and making her hole quiver with want. “I don’t know what I want from you tonight.” He skimmed the belt end down again.
She bit down even harder and tried her damnedest to not close her knees at the excruciating teasing.
“I want to put you through your paces. I want you on your knees and so fucking uncomfortable. I want to see tears beading at the corners of your eyes and your forehead creasing with desperation. I want to hear you panting for relief and also because you want my cock in you so bad.”
Standing, he threaded his fingers through the back of her hair and pulled her head forward, crushing her lips against his erection and creating friction against the fabric of his boxer shorts. She wanted to taste him, but not through that fabric…and not without being told she could.
Please let me.
“I want your cheek to the floor, your arms tied tight, and your ass presented to me so I can whip it hard and watch your juices slip down your thighs. Would you like that? You want me to slam my fingers into you in between lashes of my belt?”
“Yes.”
“Or maybe you’d like me to stretch your ass and shove my cock into it until you can’t even remember your name, much less why I’m so angry.”
He dropped the belt to the floor and let out a long, ragged exhalation.
“And Iamangry. Maybe it’s not right that I am, but I’m never going to be anything but honest with you. Do you want to know why I’m angry?”
She nodded, but she already knew. Tim was angry because he was unsatisfied. He was angry because he thought he was being barred from having something that that should have been easy to have.
He stood and dropped his boxer shorts. He left her at the foot of the bed and opened the dresser drawer she knew contained paraphernalia. However, he didn’t grab a toy or implement, but just a condom which he put on himself without delay or showmanship.
Grasping the undersides of her knees again, he draped her legs over his shoulders and then pressed his hands flat to the bed on either side of her head. “I’m a man who knows his worth and my value doesn’t have anything to do with the balance of my bank account, how many businesses I own, or what connections I have.” He teased his cock against her entrance, and it clenched around nothing, frustrating her to no end.
She wanted him so badly and needed that edge taken off.
“It’s about what I can give to a woman. What Iwantto give to a woman, and I haven’t wanted to give it to anyone as much as you.”
He pressed into her in one urgent thrust that had her body clenching and throat constricting.
“Oh, fuck!” she gasped.
