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His eyes narrowed. “You think you can handle it, sub? Youkind of sound like you want me to slip a clamp on your clitoris. Is that whatyou want? You want your Dom to clamp your clit and fuck your mouth?”

“Yes.” She’d never been more sure of anything. Even as shecould feel her nipples pulsing with the clamps, she wanted it on her clit,wanted to show him how savage she could be. She could be enough for him. Enoughfor her.

He reached in and pulled out a small clamp. “I wasn’t sureif I would use it, but I’m ready for you. Hold still.” He leaned in and slidthe cold clamp over her hot flesh. “You’re so fucking wet, baby.”

She’d never been so wet, so ready for something that she knewwas going to take a while. Her Dom seemed determined to make this torturesession last. Old TJ would have thrown her over the couch and had his way withher.

No. Not old TJ. The TJ in her head, the perfect TJ hertwelve-year-old self had loved.

She let him go in that moment because the real TJ was amagnificent mystery, and she wanted to solve him.

He pinched her clit, making her eyes close as pain andpleasure warred in her veins. It was a fight she couldn’t possibly lose becauseboth sensations were out of this world. And then her breath heaved as heclamped her, trapping her clit with the binder.

“And you taste so fucking good.” TJ sat back, licking hisfingers as he stared at her, his eyes dark and hot with desire. He rose anddragged his shirt over his head, revealing that magnificent chest of his. Hetossed it aside and undid the fly of his jeans. “You look ready now.”

She wanted to argue with him, to tell him she’d always beenready, but that was pure stubbornness. She hadn’t been. If he’d tried to clampher breasts a few years before she would have pushed back, not eagerly acceptedthe experience. The same way she would have pushed back on any thought ofgiving up making all her own decisions. She was ready for compromise now. Forpartnership. “I am, Sir.”

She thanked Kala for all the abs workouts because it took asurprising amount of strength and balance to lift herself up and get intoposition to take his cock in her mouth. She managed it without a protest,rising gracefully even as the clamps did their job, forcing her focus on them.

He grinned, a sign that her cuddly TJ was still in there.“That was sexy, Lou.”

She winked at him because she liked thinking of her badassself as sexy. Hopefully when she was his mom’s age she could still kill a manwith the strength of her thighs. Goals. “I’m glad you think so, Sir. Now showme. You know you’ve never let me stare at your cock. It’s not fair because youstare at me a lot.”

“I need my staring time,” he acknowledged, “but I’m a fairman. You can stare all you like.”

He shoved his jeans down, freeing his cock. It was a thingof beauty. Lou sat there, her body aching with need, and took him in. Everyinch of him was precious. She really did want to take him in her hands, butthat wasn’t happening now.

TJ moved in, invading her space and looming over her. Hishand found her hair, sinking in and twisting lightly. She could feel himeverywhere. Her ass still stung slightly from the slaps he’d given her. His“rope” was wrapped around her wrists, and she definitely couldn’t ignore whathe’d done to her nipples and clit. He was everywhere, and that was probably hispoint. He surrounded her with his will and dominance, and she gave him hersubmission.

All in all, not a bad exchange.

“Take me,” he demanded.

She could do that. She felt her whole body go on full alertas she leaned forward, ready to make her Dom happy.

* * * *

She looked like his every fucking wet dream. Not merelybecause she was gorgeous and naked and wearing his marks, but because she wasLou. She was the right one. The only one.

And she was so beautifully trussed up and ready for him.Something had changed when she’d shed her clothes this time. She was always soworried, her mind always thinking, but this time he’d watched as she’d foundher power.

It was so hot on her.

He kept a hand on her hair. The other stroked his cock,though he didn’t need to. He was pretty much as hard as he could get and hadbeen since the moment he’d realized she was going to take off her clothes. He’dgone from the fucking depths of despair to not being able to think because allthe blood in his body was in his cock.

Her tongue came out, swiping over his cockhead and makinghim bite back a groan. He wouldn’t be the Dom he wanted to be if he immediatelycame all over her face. There would be time for nasty quickies later on, butnow he needed to make this last and make it meaningful for them both.

Watching his big dick disappear behind those lips of herswasn’t helping. He could feel his balls threatening to draw up and wondered howthey would feel in Lou’s soft hands. “You’re killing me, baby.”

“Not my plan.”

He loved the sass she seemed to have found since she’djoined the Agency. The confidence she’d developed was beyond sexy. It waseverything.

They could make this work.

He held himself still as she explored his cock with hertongue, sending darts of heat all through his system. She rubbed her tonguealong the underside of his head until he was sure he wouldn’t be able to takeanother breath. All the while she watched him, her brown eyes shining withdesire and power.

“Yes, baby. You’re the one in control and you know it. Wecan pretend, but it’s always you,” he whispered.

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