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The noise he made, a grumbling kind of groan, was the sexiest thing I’d ever heard in my life. Blood rushed to my pussy, making it wetter, hotter, heavy with want.

Suddenly he was in my space, snatching me up by the waist, pressing me into him. He kissed me and the moment our lips touched everything fell away.

The minutia of my life; the job, course load, late bills, being forced to return to New York, it all disappeared. All I could focus on was him and what he was doing to my body. His lips demanding, parting mine, his tongue soft, probing, making me short of breath, his body, pressed hard and tight against mine, his scent, warm and masculine. He hoisted me up around his hips, my skirt rising up as his hands worked down my back to cup my ass.

And all I could do was moan softly against his lips as his hands made me feel things I’d never felt before, his lips teased out tingles and sighs. And his massive cock pressed against my pussy.

I wanted him so much.

His hands went to the back of my shirt, grabbing the fabric, stretching it taut. As much as I wanted him to rip it off me, as much as I wanted him to do whatever the hell he wanted to my body, I had to tell him.

“Please, sir,” I started.

He groaned against my lips, stretching the fabric even tauter.

“Please,” I said again. “Don’t rip it. It’s the only one I have.”

He stopped his in his tracks, a dark, sexy look crossing his features.

“I’ll rip whatever I damn well please, Ella,” he growled at me.

“But sir,” I said, avoiding his dark eyes. “I won’t have anything to go home in. This is my only work shirt.”

“Fair enough,” he said and continued kissing me, this time down my neck. I squeaked as he found a particularly sensitive spot. “No noises, Ella. Don’t make a sound,” he said against me, teeth nipping at my neck between each word.

I bit my lip, whimpering softly as he continued to nip and lick, finding such delicious spots, teasing out such divine pleasure and pain, I wasn’t sure I could be entirely silent.

“Such a good little sub, aren’t you,” he said when I didn’t make a sound as his fingers slowly found their way to my soaked panties. I shivered as he stroked a long thick finger down the length of the fabric. He stroked me again, this time focusing his attention right on my clit.

I gasped, shaking even harder, but I didn’t make a sound.

“A very good sub,” he said, putting his free hand into my hair and pulling my head so his lips were on my ear. “How many Masters have you had, Ella?” he whispered and let go of my hair.

I looked him right in his dark, magnetic eyes. “None, sir. I’m a virgin.”

Chapter Four

Kase

What? How could that be? She’d clearly been trained by someone who knew what the fuck they were doing. “Don’t lie to me, Ella.” I pulled her off my waist and set her back on the ground. “I won’t tolerate lying. How many Masters have you had.”

She looked at me, green eyes big and round as saucers. “I’m not lying, sir. I’ve never been with anyone. Except you,” she said, a playful, sexy tease in her tone.

I believed her, no one could lie without me knowing, and this gorgeous girl was telling the truth. “But you know so much about the lifestyle. The signals, the game play. How could you be a virgin? More to the point, you’re so beautiful.” I traced her tiny jaw with my thumb. “You could have your pick of men, they must have been beating down your door.”

She smiled at me, a small and dainty gesture, just like she was. Fuck I wanted her, but there was no way I was going to have her like this, in a cramped coat room. Not for her first time.

“I’m busy,” she shrugged.

“I never found much time for dating in high school. And now, I’m in college and trying to support myself, I barely have time to sleep let alone have a relationship.”

I suspected there was more to it than that but I’d let her tell me the rest when she was ready. “Okay, that explains why. But how? How do you know so much about Doms and subs? And how are you such a good sub?”

She smiled at me again, eyes twinkling with mischief. “I always knew I needed something different than the average girl. Friends in school would talk about their sex lives and it all sounded so boring to me. So I did some research until I found out what really gets me turned on. I read up on the lifestyle, the etiquette.”

I nodded.

This changed things. Only slightly though.

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