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She nods.
I peer into her features. “Say it.”
“Yes, Sir."
"Good." I study her eyes, as if I’ll find the answers hidden there.
Why did she push me to lose control? Why did she taunt me and test my patience? Why did she throw those filthy words back at me, knowing they would arouse me? Knowing they’d send me over the edge.
I drag my thumb across her mouth, and her gaze widens. She stares at me, beseeching me with her gaze. She licks my digit, wraps her lips around my thumb and sucks, and goddamn her, but I feel it all the way to the tip of my cock. I swipe my wet thumb down her chin, down her throat, to the valley between her breasts, push the blouse off one shoulder, then the other.
She shivers and goosebumps rise on her skin.
I reach for the waistband of her skirt, unhook and unzip it, then push it down her legs. She steps out of it, kicks it aside, then stands clad in only her bra and panties.
"You’re so fucking beautiful, you know that?"
She places her palm on her stomach. I frown. "Don’t hide from me, Princess."
She shakes her head, her gaze wide. I pull her hand to her side and survey the silver stretch marks on her lower belly, the scar from what must have been the caesarean operation of her pregnancy. I sink down to my knees and press my lips to the puckered skin. She flinches, tries to pull away, but I grip her hips and hold her in place. I press tiny kisses across the marks, then sink my nose into the flesh between her legs.
A whine spills from her lips as I inhale deeply, filling my lungs with her essence. I am instantly hard. Goddamnit, where is this tenderness coming from? Why is it, since I laid eyes on her, I’ve wanted to take care of her and protect her, even as I’ve wanted to throw her down on her back and thrust deeply inside of her. I grab her buttcheeks and squeeze.
She trembles. I press my lips to the fabric covering her pussy, then close my mouth over her swollen clit. She moans, digs her fingers into my hair and tugs. Pain prickles down my spine and my cock lengthens further. I rub my chin down her pussy lips and she cries out. She thrusts her pelvis forward, chasing the friction as I increase the intensity of my ministrations. I slide a finger under her panties, then inside her soaking wet channel, and she freezes. I close my lips over her pussy and bite down, and that’s when her entire body shudders. Her spine bends and the scent of her intensifies. I glance up just as she throws her head back, revealing the curve of her creamy throat. I rise to my feet and she sways. I scoop her up in my arms, walk over to the settee, and drop into it.
She cuddles into me, then turns her head into my chest. "Permission to speak, Sir?"
I nod.
"Why didn’t you let me come?" she asks.
"Told you, I’m not going to let you climax easily.”
She wriggles around in my lap, and the thick ridge of my arousal digs into her thigh. She freezes, then tips her chin up. "I don’t understand. Clearly, you're turned on, so why don’t you—"
"Fuck you, and give you what you need?"
She nods.
"I’m not sure."
She holds my gaze, her blue eyes growing stormy. "You don’t want me." She tries to pull away, but I hold her in place.
I maneuver her so she straddles me, then fit her firmly over my thickness. "Does it feel like I don’t want you?"
She firms her lips. "You said you’d be my Dom. You promised me you’d use my body for your pleasure."
"And I will." I grip her hips, then clamp my palm around her nape so she has no choice but to stay still. Then, I reach over and grab a box from the side table.
I hold it out to her.
"What is it?"
"Open it," I urge her.
She takes the box from me, her gaze wary, then glances at me from under her eyelashes.
"Go on.” I allow my lips to kick up. "I promise, it’s not anything you won't like."
