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“I need more than that. You will be completely under my control. Unless you call an end to it, I direct everything tonight.”
She looked up at him. “I understand, Sir.”
The moment he heard the title, a wave of heat-shocked his system. There had been so many more women who had called him that, but once more, he humbled that she was the one who was calling him “Sir.”
He said nothing more. Instead, he helped Addison off with her clothes, slowly revealing her flesh. He walked around her when she was finally completely naked. He stopped to slide his fingers over her full rear end. It was as if God had designed Addison just for him.
He pressed his mouth against her shoulder, unable to help himself.
“Turn around, Addison.”
She did as he ordered, keeping her gaze lowered.
“Take off my clothes.”
She hesitated.
“Addison.” He gave enough warning in his voice to let her know he wasn’t happy with the situation.
She didn’t say anything, but she obeyed his command. He noticed that her fingers were shaking slightly when she started to unbutton his shirt.
“Addison,” he said, waiting for her to look up at him. “You have to be sure you want this. Submission isn’t something you do for me, but for yourself.”
She nodded.
“And remember your safe word.”
She nodded again, then drew a deep breath and let it loose. Then, she continued to unbutton his shirt. Each time her fingers brushed his bare flesh, he wanted to give in to his needs. He just wanted to fuck her hard, no play. In all his years as a Dom, he had never been this hard-pressed to control himself. Being in love with his sub was almost too much to handle.
After she finished unbuttoning his shirt, she slipped it off his shoulders, then walked around him to help him out of it. Without being told, she folded it and set it on his dresser. Then, she stepped in front of him again. She bent down to untie his shoes. It was an odd thing to get him hot, but seeing her bent head and feeling her fingers slipping beneath the leather to remove his shoes sent his arousal even higher. He knew that it was play. He had done it with other subs, but they hadn’t been Addison.
In this, she had him by the balls. She would always be the one for him. He knew it. But now, he had to make her understand he was the only one for her.
After taking off his socks, she rose to her feet, skimming her fingers up his legs until she stopped at his belt buckle. She glanced up at him through her eyelashes. That coquettish look was so unlike Addison. She undid his belt and left it in the loops as she unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. Moving closer, she slipped her fingers beneath the waistband and eased his pants down his legs, bending to help him out of it. The only thing left was his underwear. Rising slowly, she brushed her breasts against his cock. His cotton boxers didn’t help ease the friction. In fact, it added to it. He was already hard, ready to explode.
She slipped her hands around his back then eased beneath his boxers so she could cup his ass.
“Addison.”
She offered him a small smile. “You didn’t say I couldn’t enjoy it. I think it’s a shame you wear suits all the time. You definitely know how to fill out a pair of jeans.”
He wanted to smile. She was always like this, always herself with him. He didn’t want any less, but she had to learn he was in charge when they played.
He reached around and grabbed her wrists.
“Stop.”
She frowned...almost pouted. But, she did as he ordered. He stepped away from the very tempting naked Addison and went to retrieve the paddle, anal plug, and lube.
“What you need to learn is who is in charge.”
She said nothing to do that, waiting. Vic knew her reasons for trying to keep it light. If she did, she could avoid the emotions between them. Laughter in bed was fun, but not when someone used it to hide other more profound needs. He took her by the hand and led her to the bed.
“Hands on the mattress.”
She tried to step closer, but he stopped her. “No. Lean forward.”
After a brief hesitation, she placed her hands on the bed. Vic stepped back and looked at her. Ass out, breasts swaying, her nipples hard. Damn. He had to use his control, not stroke himself.
