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“Let me show you how good it could be.” My hands folded over her shoulders, massaging the flesh between my fingers. “Close your eyes. Take all the stress you’ve been under the last week and picture yourself locking it inside a box. Do you see it?”

“Yeah.”

“Good. Now picture yourself handing me the box. The weight of the worry is mine for the time being. Your only job is to feel.” Lowering my tone into what I called my Dom voice, I instructed, “Bra and panties stay on, but take everything else off. Then lie on the bed, arms at your sides. Say stop or do it now.”

6GOOD GIRL

Lanie

My mind warred with my heart for a fraction of a second before I hurried to the end of the bed. There wasn’t a submissive bone in my body, yet the second his deep voice dropped a fraction lower, I scrambled to do his bidding. My clothes hit the floor faster than a stripper in Vegas, then I climbed on the bed and laid exactly how he said. Noah’s eyes blazed with such intensity as he strode across the room, I swore I felt the heat on my skin.

His lips tipped up at the corners.

“Good girl.”

Fuck! Why was that so hot?

He’d barely touched me, yet my body was keyed up to the point of no return. My nipples stiffened into hard buds, scraping against the harsh material of my bra with each breath. The sensation sent shock waves of desire straight to my core, dampening my panties embarrassingly fast. If he didn’t hurry up, I’d combust or spontaneously orgasm, either of which would’ve been better than the gnawing throb happening at my center.

“Noah, please,” I whined, squeezing my thighs together.

“You’re so beautiful.” He was still fully clothed as he put a knee to the mattress, then fell forward, catching himself with his hands on either side of my head. My heart rate sped up when he leaned down, his hot breath mingling with my own as he spoke against my lips, “We’ll discuss the rules later.”

Then he kissed me, his lips firm and unyielding against mine. If I had any doubt as to who was in charge, it disappeared the second his tongue surged inside my mouth. Angling his head, he took us deeper, making my body tingle from head to toe as desire sparked across every nerve ending.

All too soon, he broke our connection, raking his teeth along my lower lip. I followed him with my eyes as he shifted, lying on his side next to me with a forearm to the bed, propping himself up.

“Don’t look so nervous, Little Lamb.” He traced a finger along the strap. “The only place I’m leading you tonight is heaven. Arms above your head, and keep them there until I say otherwise.”

Slowly, without losing his gaze, both arms slid up the mattress. With anyone else, I would’ve felt vulnerable in this position, but with Noah it was the opposite. It was freeing.

His finger slid farther down, hooking into the cotton material of my bra and gently pulling until I was bared to him. After licking his thumb, he used the digit to circle my nipple twice then pinched it hard. Before I could even react to the pain, his mouth was there, drawing the bud between his lips, soothing away the sting with each delicious suck.

Wetness pooled between my thighs and a deep moan filled the room. Whether it was mine, his, or a combination of thetwo, I couldn’t be sure because my mind was too overwhelmed with pleasure to care.

My fingers wove through his dark locks, needing to touch him in some way, though I realized my mistake too late. I lost his mouth at the same time his hand cupped me between my legs possessively.

“Did I say you could move?”

His gravelly tone sent chills up and down my spine—not out of fear––but out of the strange new desire I had to please him. Immediately, my arm flew backward, bouncing against the mattress in its descent.

“That’s my girl.”

Instead of resuming the exquisite torture on my nipple, he sat up, moved to the end of the bed and dropped to his knees.

“Noah. What?—”

My words were cut off abruptly when he reached behind my knees and pulled my body down the mattress, spreading my legs to accommodate his wide shoulders. I was still in a state of shock when he buried his face in my panty-covered pussy.

“Oh my God,” I cried out, fisting the sheets above me, my back arching when his tongue flicked my clit through the lace.

“Not God,” he grunted. “When you come, you say my name.”

Gliding a hand up the inside of my thigh, he moved the thin material to the side and licked straight up my center. His groan spurred one of my own as he devoured me—body and soul.

One long, thick finger filled me, followed quickly by a second. They moved at a measured, deliberate pace, onlyaccelerating when Noah took my clit between his lips and sucked. It was heaven mixed with hell. It was incredible.

“Find it, Lanie.” He rotated his fingers, stroking against a place deep inside. “Show me how you’ll squeeze my cock.”

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