Page 42 of Midnight Legacy

I wiggled, trying to get his attention.

He lifted his head, his fingers under my chin, and gaze filled with amusement. “You’d be a terrible sub,” he commented dryly. “They go into the life because they want to submit. That’s why I’ve never pushed you.”

I pouted. “I like getting spanked as much as the next person.”

“Yeah, occasionally, but I doubt you’d want it every time you get mouthy.”

My lips pursed together, and I glared at him.

“You do realise that you’re the one tied up, not me?” he countered, one eyebrow arching.

I deliberately bit the side of my mouth and looked up at him while fluttering my eyelashes. “Please untie me, Zee, so I can wrap myself around you while you pound me into the soft, comfortable mattress.”

He rolled his eyes at me. “Maybe I should send you to sub training.”

“You’d let another man train me?” I queried, wiggling my bum against the frame. “I seriously need to get this fucking gel from the depths of hell off me before my lips are incinerated.”

He dropped to his knees, his mouth latching onto my poor pussy that had heatstroke, his tongue finally removing the gel that was driving me insane with a wanton need that burned through me.

My teeth bit into my lip until I was sure I’d break the skin.

His hand pressed down on my pubic bone and I disintegrated into a heap of fire and ashes, my body spasming with the force of the orgasm. I felt his hands removing the restraints from my ankles and legs, but I was too far gone to even bother trying to stand up. He left the strap around my waist until last, lifting me against him as he released it.

“I think you broke me,” I muttered against his throat.

“Then I best put you back together.”

I thought he would take me to the bed. He carried me through into the bathroom and let me sit on the side of the jacuzzi while he set it up. Xavier took my stockings and shoes off, before he slipped in and tugged me in to sit between his legs.

“What about the wild, passionate sex?” I asked.

“Maybe later, when you’re not so pale.” He kissed my shoulder.

I relaxed into him and rested my head back on his hard chest. “Was that my attitude adjustment?”

His chuckle vibrated down my spine. “Not even close, but I have my reputation as a Dom to uphold and you were acting like a brat.”

I’d been the proverbial child who didn’t get the sweetie they wanted, only mine was an adult version and an orgasm. “Maybe I’m not the obedient type.”

“Really? I hadn’t noticed!”

I nudged him with my elbow and received a laugh. “I was trying, and even bought a new dress.”

His hands covered my stomach and sent tingles pulsing through me. At times like this I almost felt his emotions washing over me.

“Do you see the sharp look Jay gives Megan when she displeases him?” I nodded. “Then her head and eyes drop down and she stops whatever she’s doing? That’s submission training. She will never go against his command. You, my unruly wife, would probably continue on and then be indignant afterward.”

I turned my head to peer up at him. “Does that disappoint you?”

“Hell no. A sub would never have lifted that gun and shot the man strangling me. She would have stood there waiting for a command since her Dom was present in the room.”

His erection poked at my ass cheeks since he hadn’t found his release. I wiggled my ass against his hard length.

“That doesn’t help,” he pointed out.

I let my body float in the water and turned to face him, my chin coming to rest in the middle of his chest. My hand wrapped around the head of his cock. “Does it help if I rub him?”

His lips twitched. “Not really. It just makes the ache worse.”

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