Page 8 of Dominant Desires


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He smiles. “Appreciate it. You, as well.”

The elevator doors shut, and I immediately pull away.

“Wow, I’ve underestimated you. I can’t believe all these people, bowing to you, practically worshipping the ground you walk on. It’s ridiculous, really—”

Before I know it, he has me pinned up against the wall of the elevator, his hand pressed lightly against my throat.

“That god damn mouth of yours,” he breathes. “Tempting me to fuck it senseless, are you?”

Jaxon Edwards pushes his waist against mine, and he trails his hands over my hips. Suddenly, he pulls up my dress and reveals my exposed lower half. A moan escapes me as he steps closer.

His palms are on fire against my cold, pale skin. “You have such a great ass.”

He takes my wrists in one hand, and holds them against the mirror above my head.

I gasp. “What are you doing?”

“Quiet,” he commands.

His large erection grows against my thigh, and my nipples strain in my bra. My core pulses with need, an undeniable longing, and my senses become heightened to a whole new level.

It feels so nice to be this close to someone that smells so enticing, unlike the usual, cheap beer and fake cologne.

Mr. Edwards leans down, his lips beside my ear.

“Your skin feels like velvet,” he says, his voice low, tight. I shudder against him. “I want to press my lips against every inch of your body.”

An involuntary moan escapes me. “Mr. Edwards—”

“Fuck,” he groans, warmth sizzling down my spine. “The temptation to fuck you right in this elevator is nearly overpowering me.”

Suddenly, I’m pushing myself against him, desperate to feel him. To feelmore.

He releases my wrists, and I tightly grip his jacket, pulling him closer. Staring down at me, he examines the lust plastered across my face. There’s heat in those intimidating, blue orbs, locking me in place, sending me into an infinite trance.

“Oh, Sasha,” he quietly says, stroking my hair. “The things I’d do to you.”

Jaxon pulls down my dress without warning. He steps back, smoothing out his suit and adjusting his tie to perfection.

And he smirks. “Unfortunate.”

“Care to elaborate?” I breathlessly ask.

“I only fuck my Subs. I advise you to think very thoroughly about this arrangement. Here’s a chance to leave before we step inside my suite. Otherwise, I’ll be waiting for you down the hall.”

The doors open with ading, and he gracefully exits the elevator. I’m left standing alone, with nothing other than my wet thighs, puckered nipples, and taunting thoughts.

CHAPTERTHREE

Exiting the elevator, I turn right, spotting Mr. Edwards leaning against a wall near the door to his suite. My heels click loudly against the floor tile, and there’s an echo with each step. My heart is thumping wildly against my ribcage and my ears begin ringing, a low pitch buzzing sound I can’t seem to get rid of.

Staring Mr. Edwards straight in his eyes, I attempt to prove to him that he doesn’t scare or intimidate me.

When in all reality, he does.

He straightens his posture. “Welcome back, Ms. Pierce.”

“Are we going to stand out here all night?”

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