Page 117 of Malibu Heat


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“Don’t move, not an inch,” he growled. “I’m going to buy shackles, and a bondage bench, and other things, and turn that extra guest room into a wicked retreat just for us. Damn, Steph, I can feel your pussy throbbing against my cock.”

“Just the idea is turning me on so much.”

Suddenly pressing his lips on hers, he began thrusting with strong, powerful strokes, then paused to shove his hands under her backside. Resting his weight on her body, he clutched her cheeks and started again, quickening his pace, but slowing just when she could feel her arousal building.

“Stewart, please...” she finally begged. “Every time I—“

“I know, and I love milking your pleasure. Tell me why I should let you come?”

This was new, different, and exciting. He was commanding her, owning her body, and she loved it.

“I’m going to make a new sexy outfit just for you every month.”

“Every two weeks until I say you can stop,” he growled, squeezing her cheeks and making her gasp.

“Oh, Stewart, yes, yes, please...”

“Please what? Say it.”

“Fuck me. Fuck me until I come.”

* * *

HER WORDS WERE LIKEgas being thrown on a smoldering fire. Pulling out, then plunged back into her channel, he closed his eyes and imagined their decadent nights ahead. He already knew the wicked equipment he’d buy, and the thought spurred him on.

“Stewart...please don’t stop....”

Quickening his pace and vigorously thrusting, he watched her arch her back and saw her face crinkle as she let out a wailing cry. But his own release suddenly loomed. Like molten lava rising up through his loins, it erupted in a prickling, tingling, powerful explosion...

Moments later, his heart pounding and still catching his breath, he quickly untied the sash and collapsed at her side. As she melted into him, he tightened his arm around her. They were starting a new chapter in their lives, and he knew his control in the bedroom would help her stay centered as her business took off.

“Stewart, I promise Luscious Lingerie won’t consume me.”

He smiled, and idly wondered if she was psychic.

“I’m not worried. I know that.”

“You sound very sure.”

“I am, I won’t let it.”









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