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While he was still facing away from me, I stepped so that my back was against his dresser and reached my hand behind me, swiping the neck tie off the top of it just as Dom turned around, giving me a head on view of his beautiful, sculpted chest. I swayed toward him as his eyes ate up every inch of my body.
I wore a black dress because I was afraid any other color would be just light enough to give away what I had on underneath this dress. I was also hoping he wouldn’t comment on the fact that I’d worn heels to dinner at his apartment, and so far he hadn’t.
“Go sit in that chair,” I said, nodding toward the recliner in the corner of the room.
“Mace?” he asked.
I shook my head. “Just go sit, Dominic.”
He let out a low whistle, followed by a deep chuckle that ran down the length of my spine before I heard his footsteps retreat to the other side of the room.
Wadding up the tie, I held it in my palm behind my back so he couldn’t see it as I walked over to the chair he now sat in. His eyes were nothing but predatory as they skimmed me from head-to-toe, my body erupting in flames at every inch of skin he lingered on. Finally, his eyes met mine, and his lips tugged up in the corner of his mouth.
I took that as a cue to step into him, and his knees widened to allow me to fit between them. Keeping one hand behind my back, I leaned into his neck and kissed the spot just below his ear. A place I now knew would give him chills. “Put your hands up behind your head,” I whispered against his skin before pulling back.
His eyes grew wide, and his mouth gaped slightly. “Mace–”
“Do it.”
His brows rose in surprise, but he obeyed. Both hands raised above him and his wrists met each other over the top of his head. I stepped out between his legs and knocked his knees together so that I could staddle either side of his hips and climb onto the chair atop him. I leaned over him, knowing my chest was in his face. He knew it too, by the feel of the hardness pressing against my inner thigh. I rubbed against it lightly, causing both of us to groan at the friction my movements created.
Pulling the tie out from behind my back, while my free hand held his wrists together, I heard him exhale as he realized what I’d been holding. I wrapped the tie around the thin pole of the lamp behind the chair, fastening it around his hands. I tightened it and tied a knot around his wrists, trapping his hands above his head– immoveable.
“I thought I was the one who was supposed to be in control,” he said gruffly.
“You are,” I whispered against his ear again. “But I’m going to need you to use your words this time.” I ground against his lap again, biting back my moan at the pressure of his hardness against me. “Happy Birthday.” I pressed my lips against his neck once more before sliding off him and backing away from the chair.
It took him a moment before the realization settled in. His eyes darkened as I stood there patiently. Awaiting his command. “Take off your clothes.”
I flicked a brow. “All of them?”
He seemed to pause at my question, as if trying to determine what I meant. Correcting himself, he said, “Take off that dress.”
I smiled at him, taking my time as I slid the sweater down my arms and threw it onto the ground behind me. I worked the straps of the black dress off my shoulders, allowing it to fall down and pool around my hips. Dom’s breath hitched as my red lace bustier became visible. I let the small gap of my stomach that separated the bustier from the matching underwear show as I hooked my fingers into the dress and slid it off my hips, letting it fall to my feet.
His jaw tightened as he took in the sight of me. The cherry-colored lingerie, the sheer stockings that stopped mid-thigh, and the black heels. I watched his chest move rapidly the longer he stared.
After a moment, I placed a hand on my hip and said, “Stop drooling, Dominic.”
His eyes met mine– hooded, and laced with desire. “I’ve been drooling over you since the first moment I saw you. I’ve wanted you since the first time you said those words to me. I’ve never stopped. I don’t think I ever will.” His gaze ran along the length of my body, his tongue darting out across his bottom lip. “Fucking exquisite.”
My breath hitched as I took in his words. The expression on his face. The heaving of his chest. I wanted to tell him I thought the same of him. That I’d also been allured by him since the night we met. That I’d been unable to stop thinking about him in the months that followed. Even when he vexed me. Even when I told myself I shouldn’t feel that way about him. But I only said, “Command me.”
A devilish smirk rose from his mouth. He stretched his legs as if attempting to adjust himself. He bit down on his bottom lip before he rasped, “Down on the ground. On your knees.”
I smiled as I lowered myself and sat back on my knees, placing my palms on top of my thighs as he determined his next order. I conveyed a look of desperate, pleading, obedience that had Dom’s head falling back into the chair and a groan arising as he tried adjusting himself again.
“Did you buy that for me?”
I only nodded.
“Fuck.” He shook his head. Finally, he said, “Turn around and get on all fours.”
I did as I was told, leaning forward onto my hands and turning until my backside was facing him. He hummed at the movement. “Face down. Raise your hips, baby.”
I braced onto my forearms, not wanting to plant my face entirely into the floor, and lifted my hips as high into the air as I could. I knew the view I was presenting had every part of me on display. My cheeks blazed in anticipation—excitement—but no part of me felt embarrassed.
“Take your panties off so I can see that perfect pussy.”
