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Damn him.
She wanted to come but knew complaining about it wasn’t going to get her anywhere. He’d make her come whenever he felt like it, and she would have bet her car that when he did, it’d be mind-blowing. The frustrating part was being kept on the ledge. She knew he was going to get her off—she just didn’t know when.
She fixed her panties and pulled her legs together.
“What’s it gonna be?” he asked.
“I guess I’ll look around.”
“Well, we have to make a trade then. If you’re going to poke around in my private quarters and stumble into some of my secrets, you’ve got to show me some of yours.”
She wanted to know his secrets, but she didn’t think any of them would be found in a drawer.
He nudged down one of her dress straps and yanked the bodice away from her breast. The sharp tug of her nipple between his calloused fingers made her sit up straight and pulled a whimper from her lips.
“Keep me company or poke around?” He tucked his fingers beneath her other strap as he awaited her response.
If she hung out with him behind the boat controls, she might learn a little bit about his life, his personality. If she chose to assuage her curiosity and see what kind of toys a man like him kept in his drawers, she’d learn entirely different things about him. She wasn’t sure which mattered more at the moment but knew if she walked on the path toward sexual gratification, she’d get rewarded sooner. Her reward was going to be his big cock between her legs, and it was going to hurt so good.
“I…think I’ll look around.”
“So, I get to look, too.” He pulled the strap down and pushed the other side of her bodice past her ribs. His exhalation was long and ragged as he unfastened her strapless bra and did away with the device. “Do you like having them sucked?” He weighed them in his hands and skimmed his fingers lightly along the bottoms.
“Yes.”
“Nipples pinched?”
“Obviously.”
“Yes or no will do, pretty girl.”
“Yes, then.”
“Clamped?”
“Som—yes,” she quickly corrected, remembering his previous admonition. She didn’t always like the pressure of clamps, but she hoped he’d be the kind of dom who’d know when to back off.
“Do you like to be bitten?”
That was harder to answer, and she did have a bad habit of inviting more pain than she really wanted.
“I want you to trust me, Valerie. I’m asking because your pleasure will gratify me, just like your pain will sometimes. You can elaborate just this once if you need to.”
She covered her nipples and swallowed hard. “Not there.”
“Here?” He swirled his rough finger pads over the fleshy bottoms and sides of her breasts.
“Yes.”
“Thank you for telling me.” Gently, he nudged her chin toward him and laid a kiss on her lips. “I’d better go steer this thing before the Coast Guard decides to do it for me.”
She scrambled to her feet with his help, and as she started walking away, he grabbed her by the waist, turned her to face him, and worked her dress down a bit more to where the only thing holding it at her waist was the low zipper that was already halfway down.
“Hide what I’ve uncovered, and I’ll take it to mean you don’t want to play with me. You want to play with me, don’t you?” He pulled her wrists together behind her back and made her hold them.
Her breasts jutted out toward him. He bent, then pulled one nipple between his lips and sucked it hard enough to make her gasp, but just once.
Then he went downstairs.
She stood there for a while, a bit weak-kneed, wet-pantied, and disoriented and instinctively moved her arms to cover her partial nudity.
Then she stopped and remembered what’d he’d said.
She was so rusty at dominance and submission games, and even back when she’d been more active in the scene, she’d always been so uncertain. It wasn’t supposed to be that way—she knew that—but she hadn’t known any better.
There on the boat, she wasn’t uncertain about complying with Tim’s request. She was shocked that shewasn’tuncertain.
What an odd feeling.
