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Once she settled on the padded stool, he pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, one on each cheek, then another to the tip of her nose. Madison sank into the sensation.
She couldn’t see Matt closing in for more, but she felt him with every cell in her body, as if they were connected by some invisible tether. When she tilted her chin to him, he cradled her face, groaned, and laid his lips over hers. She opened to him and lost herself.
He felt like safety, and he tasted like every desire she’d ever yearned for. Her breath caught. She arched closer. He fitted their mouths together like two pieces of a puzzle settling snugly, irrevocably into place.
His tongue teased her. She tasted a hint of wine, but he intoxicated her far more.
When he lifted his lips and stepped away, she felt empty. “Matt…”
“I’m not done with you—nowhere near. But we need to have one more conversation.”
Her thoughts raced down a mental checklist of all the chats he might want to have in this moment. She could only think of one. “Limits?”
“Exactly. The only thing I won’t do is hurt or force you, pretend or otherwise.”
None of that appealed to her. “That’s perfect.”
“Tell me your limits.”
“I don’t like pain. I’ve read books with breath, fire, needle, and knife play. No.” She shook her head. “I don’t want to be afraid. I don’t want dangerous.”
They had enough of that in their lives already.
“Bondage?”
Matt restraining her so that she had to helplessly take any and all of his desires? “Yes.”
“Impact? I’ll be gentle…mostly.”
“Yes.” Somehow she knew he would make a spanking feel like the most exquisite pleasure.
“Do you want me to pull your hair?” He wrapped his fist in the skeins at her crown and tugged.
She was almost afraid to admit how much. “Yes.”
Madison felt his smile as his fingers drifted down to her taut nipples, now pushing against the front of her thin cotton shirt. “Do you want me to clamp these?”
“Yes,” she whined.
“Do you want me to control your orgasm?”
That was one of her most secret fantasies. “Please.”
He licked his way up her neck. “So eager. So sweet. So willing to let me do dark and filthy-dirty things to you.”
“Hurry.”
He chuckled something long and low that made her desire surge. “We’re still talking.”
Madison shook her head. “Why? We’re on the same page.”
“Are we?” he murmured. “How about anal sex?”
“I-I don’t know. I’ve never… In fact, I’ve never done any of this.” But even the idea of him filling her in the most forbidden way made goose bumps erupt all over her skin.
“You’ve never submitted to any man before?”
“No.”
