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“You’re staring at my mouth, Belle,” he murmured. She didn’t move and he swiped his tongue along his bottom lip. “Why areyou staring at my mouth?” his voice was all gravel now at the heat in her stare, the intensity on her face that he watched morph into arousal.Fuck.
“Unbutton your shirt. Start at the collar and work your way down, slowly,” she commanded and his cock responded instantly.
“What?” he choked out. He was stunned at the words that just came out of her mouth. He had to be imagining it. Her expression shuttered immediately and he instantly regretted his word vomit.
“I’m sorry. I thought…I don’t know. Oh God, I’m so sorry.” She looked tortured and embarrassed.
Was she making a move and he’d been too blindsided to appreciate it? “Are you…is this happening?” he said, gesturing between them.
Her hands gripped her knees, knuckles blanching. “I take it you’re interested…sexually?”
Will’s eyes practically bugged out of his head.
“Forget I said anything,” she rushed out when he didn’t say anything.
“No, no, no! I’mveryinterested.” Will had never been accused of being a stupid man and he wasn’t about to start being one now. He slowly began unbuttoning his shirt, his hands fumbling with excitement at the way she was watching him. Was he dreaming? If so, he never wanted to wake up.
There was a long pause where she just stared at him, not that he was complaining but it seemed like she didn’t know what to do next. She had commanded him, he knew she liked having control around the shelter but fuck, would she like it in the bedroom too? Heaven knows he was desperate to give it up, could they be more perfect together? But now she radiated a shyness that hadn’t been there a few moments ago. Maybeshe wanted to take control but wasn’t sure how, maybe he just needed to coax it out of her.
His voice heavy, he asked. “Now what?”
Her tongue swiped across her lip. “Pull it to the side.”
His pulse pounded at her words, her tone. He opened up his shirt, baring his chest and stomach to her. He nodded to her and smirked, telling her it was okay. Her eyes roved over him salaciously and he loved it.
“What do you want me to do next?” he asked.
“Tr…trail your hand down your chest. Tug the ring through your nipple.” Her voice grew more confident and with each command that spilled from her lips, he grew harder. He stroked his hand down his skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps and diverted to his nipple, looping his finger through the ring and giving it a tug, his eyelids fluttering closed at the sensation.
“Did you like that?” her voice a low purr.
His gaze shot to her, amazed. How did she know? How did she know exactly what he wanted?
“Answer me,” she demanded.
“Yes,” he choked out. “What next? Tell me what to do, Belle.”
“You want me to give you orders?”
The look in her eye was provocative, the dark brown depths swirled seductively, and he could barely restrain his, “Yes!”
“Keep going, rub your hand over your crotch. I can see you’re enjoying this already,” she said pointedly, her stare dropping lower to where his arousal was trying to bust out of his pants. He nodded, eager to obey her. He rubbed his hand over his crotch, the bulge throbbing underneath the material.
“That’s right, now squeeze it.”
He fisted himself and his whole body tightened with anticipation, his eyes rolling back in his head.
“Does that feel good?”
“Yes,” he hissed.
“Do it again.”
He did as she said, and a grunt slipped from his lips. A harsh sound and he didn’t want to scare her but if anything, she seemed to like it more. Sitting there with her hands folded primly in her lap, looking casual but he could see the passion in her eyes. She was enjoying it too and the knowledge resonated in his chest.
“Unzip your pants.”
His pulse pounded with each new order. He lowered the zip and lifted his hips, pulling them down to mid-thigh until he was free. Her lips pursed as she took him in and his eyes were greedily drinking in every detail of her expression, the way her eyes widened and her grip tightened in her lap.
