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“You’ve tasted my lips too,” she whispered, her breath mingling with his.
“It’s our wedding night, remember? The only kiss I’ve had from you ended with a bloody nose.”
“I’m so sorry about that.” She leaned forward, drawn to his warmth.
“You can make it up to me.” He kissed her softly, his tongue teasing her lower lip.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, pushing her body against his but he unhooked her arms and stepped back.
“What? Where are you…”
He walked to the side of the bed and put the glass on the nightstand before kicking off his shoes. He sat on the bed, pulling off his socks.
“Oh. Okay.” It was time to get busy. She smiled and started for the other side of the bed.
“Stop.” He scooted back and leaned against the headboard. “Take off your robe. I want to see my bride.”
They’d done a lot of things last night and today. She already knew he liked to give orders and have them obeyed but she was a bit nervous about this. It was one thing to undress in the heat of the moment and another to strip for him.
“Now, Alison or you’ll be punished.”
“Punished?” She wasn’t sure she wanted that, but her body disagreed. The slow throb between her legs revved up a notch as she remembered the woman on stage last night.
“Yes. Punished.” He unbuttoned his shirt partway before pulling it over his head. His dick was already a hard outline in his pants.
Alison’s mouth watered. This man’s body was enough to wipe all thought from her head. All she wanted to do was touch him with her hands and her lips.
“Come here.” He shifted, dropping his long legs over the side of the bed.
“I thought you wanted me to take off—”
“Come here.” His voice was rough with passion. “You need to be punished for disobeying.”
“Punished how?”
“Use your safeword if you must but until then get your ass over here.”
“This isn’t at all like our wedding night.” She didn’t move. She wasn’t sure she wanted to do this.
“No, but it’s what I wanted to do.” He stood and stepped toward her. “You made it more than clear that you didn’t want to be my bride.”
“I didn’t…”
He ignored her. “From the moment you walked into the living room, it was obvious to everyone that you didn’t want to be there.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean…” She backed away, undoing her robe. He kind of had a reason to be upset. “See. I’m obeying. I’m taking off the robe.” She let it slide down her shoulders and his eyes darkened from desire.
“Touch your nipples.” He stalked closer.
“What?” She backed away.
“Touch your nipples.”
Her back hit the wall and he stopped a foot from her. He stared at her breasts and her nipples hardened almost painfully. She ran her hands up her body, squeezing her breasts before her fingers teased her nipples. She sighed as the pull from her fingers throbbed in tandem with the pulse between her legs.
“Move one hand to your pussy.”
She didn’t even think about not doing it. His voice, his command controlled her body.
