Page 112 of Irresistible Rogue


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“In what way?”

“In every way.”

She looked utterly confused.

I could tell from her frank questions that she was curious. And she already told me she wanted to explore…

I was more than willing to talk about it. But I was definitely hungry for the rest.

She’d noticed. My cock was hard in my jeans, and her eyes flirted with it.

“Any more questions?”

“I have about a million. But is it okay to say that I’m afraid of ruining this by talking too much? I mean… we don’t have all that much time together.”

That was true. “That’s okay. For now”

She looked relieved.

“Do you want me to leave before Margot gets home?” I asked her.

“No.”

“No?” I let my eyes roam over her body in her bikini. “Then… do you want to show me what a good girl you can be?”

She swallowed. “Yes.”

Good. Because I’d had this conversation with her at the risk of scaring her off. I didn’t want to scare her off, and I was glad that this talk didn’t. Clear communication was important with the kind of power-play involved in a Dom/sub interaction. Wewouldhave to talk about it.

But that was enough for now.

Especially if she was game to play before her mom came home.

I hadn’t made her blow me yet, and I was about dying for that to happen. To see how she liked it. To slide myself into her sweet mouth right here, in the daylight, where I could watch her. Her every reaction to everything I said, everything I told her to do.

“Come here.”

She started to get up.

“On the floor.”

She froze. I didn’t usually make girls crawl for me. But I wanted her looking up at me and I was sitting pretty low on this lounge chair.

Slowly, she sank to the floor on her knees and crawled over toward me. Beautiful.

Perfect.

Something about her on her knees, looking up at me… she wasn’t wearing glasses, and her blue/green eyes looked otherworldly, fucking gorgeous in the sunlight as she gazed at me.

I sat back, flexing my hips a bit to get comfy. She looked at my obvious erection with hunger.

“That’s a good girl,” I encouraged her, in a soft, low voice. I could hear my own hunger in the rasp of my words.

Her eyes softened, as those words poured over her like warm honey. I could see the effect they had on her. Her skin looked flushed and hot. I could see all the signs, so clearly, when she was turned on.

She was exceptional that way.

Flawless. When she submitted to me, she was flawless.

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