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“Are you in a hurry or something?”
“Something.”
“Don’t tell me you’ve got a shed-yule for this, too?”
“Not a schedule. No, of course not. It’s just that I’m . . . well . . . I’m sure you’ll be pleased to know that I’m thoroughly aroused, and I believe we can move on to—well, to the next part. The good part.”
He arched one eyebrow. “This part isn’t good?”
She realized she’d offended, and she hurried to appease him. “Of course it’s good. It’s wonderful. Really, Kenny, you’re the most extraordinary kisser, but you’re a little slow and . . .” His expression was beginning to grow ominous. “I’m having a super time. Truly. But we’re done with that part now.” Her voice grew smaller. “Aren’t we?”
He rolled over onto his back and muttered, “I should have expected this. I don’t know why I’m even surprised.”
To her dismay, he pushed himself off the bed, only to stand right next to it pointing one finger in the general direction of her face. “Now you listen to me, Emma, because I’m only going to say this once. From now until both of us are wrung dry, I’m in charge. Do you hear me?”
“But—”
“And do you know why? Because I’m the expert, not you!”
Rebellion stirred in her heart. “I never said I was.”
“Then why are you giving orders?” He asked with exaggerated patience.
“I merely thought—”
“No more thinking!” His jaw set in a stubborn line, and he rested the heel of his hand against the bedpost. “Now, here’s the way it’ll be. The two of us are going to practice a little sexual kinkiness called domination and submission. I’m dominating and you’re submitting! Now, what that means, in case I’m not being clear, is that you can’t issue a single order. Not one. You can moan. Moaning’s fine. You can sigh. Sighing’s okay, too. But no orders. And only when I say we’re done can you talk. Then, just two words. Thank and you.”
She should have been insulted—she was insulted—but
at the same time, an urge to laugh had come over her. He was so blissfully arrogant. And he was also right. Sometimes she was too bossy.
He continued to scowl. “Now, have I made myself clear, or do I need to find that clothesline you picked up at the drugstore last night?”
Just to be saucy, she waved one lazy hand toward the corner of the room where she’d set down the sack containing her purchases.
His eyes narrowed.
She regarded him primly. “I might as well get some use out of what I bought, and I’m certainly not going to need that moisturizer.”
“Damned right you’re not.”
Just as she was beginning to feel a bit smug for not crumbling in the face of his chest-pounding, he alarmed her by calling her bluff. As he headed for the corner of the room where she’d left the sack, she shot up in bed. “Kenny, I was teasing! About the clothesline.”
“Uh-huh.”
“I really don’t think I could tolerate being—being tied up.”
“Later. After you’ve had more experience.”
He turned and she saw that he held two boxes of condoms in his hand. His expression dared her to question him as he came toward her, then set them side by side on the bedside table with two hard thuds.
She swallowed.
An ominous glint shone in his eyes. “Did you have something to say?”
She shook her head. While she was theoretically opposed to any sort of male domination, in this case it was definitely arousing.
“Good.” He kicked off his shoes, then raked her body from head to toe with a gaze she could only interpret as smoldering. “Now, where was I? You’ve gotten me so darned upset, I forgot what I was doing.” He sat on the edge of the bed and began toying with the hem of her robe while he thought it over. His fingers brushed her ankle, then slowly slid the hem upward until he came to her knee.
