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I brushed the steel down her stomach, watching her every expression as I slipped it between her legs. She fisted her hand around the mug, the remaining liquid sloshing in the ceramic. That prompted me to remove it from her hand, sliding it across the bench. “Trust is complicated for anyone, but if you’re asking whether my intentions are to harm you, the answer is no. However, the pain involved in learning to submit is entirely different. That doesn’t just come from the effect of discipline or shackles, but from deep within. It’s letting go of inhibitions, embracing the darkness. In order to do that successfully, you will need to place your full trust in me. Is that something you can do?”
The question was weighted, perhaps one she couldn’t answer, but I could easily tell she was debating whether or not she could.
“I don’t trust easily,” she murmured, her long lashes skimming across her cheeks as I pressed the tool against her swollen folds. She wrapped one hand around the edge of the bench, her body swaying slightly. “And this scares me.”
She was wet, the scent of her desire more powerful than the hint of hazelnut remaining in my mug. “Someone hurt you.”
As she attempted to laugh, the sound acknowledging that I was right, she bit her lower lip. “Just another asshole who thought he’d found an all you can eat situation, no matter who he decided to feast on.”
“I’m sorry. Not all men are callous assholes.”
“I’m not certain about that any longer, Lachlan. In all fairness to you, the day in the coffee shop was the day I’d realized my relationship had just turned to shit. Poof. It was all gone. You took the brunt of it.”
I was angry for her, more so than I ordinarily would be. “What I do know is that all men have a savage need inside, often lying in order to get what they want.” She seemed surprised at my admittance, her expression reflecting I’d one some points, although I wasn’t trying.
“Haven’t we all been lied to in our lives?”
“I’m certain more than once.” I rubbed the length of steel back and forth, the sadist in me enjoying her changing expressions. Her breath hitched and there was no doubt her heart was fluttering. Goddamn, what this woman did to me. “I won’t claim to be a good man, Lark, because I have no intentions of lying to you. All I can promise is that the hurt you’ll experience with me will be because you asked for it.”
She nodded, her eyes glassier than before but a sly smile crossed her face. The way she was looking at me was markedly different than the night before, the woman feasting on me with her heated gaze. I wanted to warn her that she’d lurked too close to the lair of a predator, but why deny a woman her dark cravings?
“Well, sir, I’ll let you know when my behavior needs adjustment again.” Her tone was more playful than before, teasing me in a way that challenged my control. When she chewed on her bottom lip, surveying me entirely differently than before, I’d had enough of toying with her.
I tossed the tool onto the bench, not bothering to look where it landed. Then I smacked my hand against her naked bottom, squeezing as I pulled her against me. She instantly writhed in my hold, her soft mews rattling my nerves. Her skin was still slightly warm from her earlier spanking and as I brought my lips to her ear, she shuddered in my hold. “Ask.”
“For?” she whispered.
“What you want.” I sensed the woman had an inner hunger that she’d fought her entire life, pretending to be sweet and innocent, ignoring her needs. Perhaps I’d become the excuse she’d been waiting for.
The way she breathed softly against my cheek heightened the ache. I could drown in her scent and die a happy man.
“Fuck me.” The two little words held more fire to them than anything else she could have said. Today there was no shame in what she was asking for.
Who was I to ignore a woman’s needs?
I rubbed my knuckles across her cheek then pulled her in front of my prized Shelby that she’d admired. When I turned her to face the windshield, she automatically planted her hands on the hood, her actions reverent to the expensive toy.
There was something so damn hot about the thought of taking her in the middle of my garage, a place yet to be christened. I kicked her legs apart, wasting no time unfastening my jeans. The second I pulled my cock free, I drove the entire length into her tight pussy. Her moan sent a shot of current straight to my bones. I wrapped my fingers around her dark curls, finally able to hold the first of many leashes I’d adorn with a pretty collar.
“Fuck” she murmured, undulating her hips against me.
“You come only when I allow you to. Understood?”
“Yes, sir.”
“And I want to hear you scream out my name as you surrender to my needs.” Maybe I was pushing her limits, but at this point I didn’t care. I was finished with our pretense, hungry to strip away her last defenses.
The woman could demolish my control with her breathless whispers and soft moans. I plunged deep inside like a crazed man, the feel of her pussy muscles clamping around my thickness far too tempting. I’d never been so aroused before. I slid my hand under the shirt, enjoying the feel of her breast in my hand. As I squeezed, her moans escalated, her back arching even more in my tight hold.
I pounded into her as if she was the oxygen that I needed to breathe. God, the scent of her was far too intoxicating, pushing me to the limits of sanity. She panted as I rolled onto the balls of my feet, pinching and twisting her nipple as I fucked her. Every sound she made was becoming more addictive, pushing me closer to losing control.
The sound as our bodies smashed together was a driving force, my mind a fucking blur of images and filthy thoughts. I was relentless in my actions, my hunger uncontrollable. She did that to me.
I pulled my hand from under the shirt, digging my fingers into her hips. I couldn’t get enough of her. She was so wet, so tight that I could easily come without hesitation. But I needed more. I craved all of her.
I’d experienced her wet mouth, her hot pussy. What I hungered for was driving my cock into her tight ass. My breathing labored, I threw my head back, staring at the ceiling. She pushed up from the car, meeting every brutal thrust with one of her own.
“Uh. Uh. Uh. Uh.”
