Page 5 of Tangled Temptation

Before she could react to his words, she found herself pinned against the house, his lips on hers, and she melted into his embrace.

His lips were firm and demanding. No asking, just taking. His tongue thrust between her lips, seeking her tongue. Without thought, she tangled her tongue with his, dueling with him, fighting for control.

Jared broke the kiss and stared down at her. “Stop topping from the bottom.”

“What are you talking about?”

“You’ll see.” He captured her lips once again.

Her brain shut down, and her body filled with heat and need. She didn’t fight Jared as he took over.

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Elation hit Jared when he took control of the kiss and she let go of her control and submitted. He’d been right about Angie. She wanted a man to take control, and he was the man to do it. It wasn’t arrogance; it was knowledge. As a sexual psychologist, he’d learned to read the most subtle of signals.

He was grateful she wore a button-down shirt and a flowing skirt. It would make things much easier and more fun. He broke the kiss and rested his forehead against hers. Angie’s chest rose and fell with her rapid breathing.

“Today, we will talk. If you’re still here in the morning, then I’ll know you’ve accepted my terms.”

Yes, he was giving her another out. He had to. They hadn’t discussed anything, and he wouldn’t keep a woman without her full consent. Angie needed to know what she was getting into.

She crossed her arms over her chest and huffed. “Haven’t I already agreed by staying today? And I did let you kiss me.”

“I’ve rushed things. I want your full consent about what we will be doing while you’re here. I don’t want you saying I lied or didn’t tell you something. Please have a seat.” He gestured to the two heavy wicker chairs.

Angie sauntered over and sat.

He followed at a leisurely pace. “Understand this: I’m a Dominant through and through. If you stay, you will have to accept that.”

“In the bedroom?” He heard a note of uncertainty in her voice.

“In all matters of sex and sensuality.” He placed his palms on his thighs. “That includes other places besides the bedroom.

Goose bumps rose on her arms, and her hips shifted ever so slightly.

Ahh, she likes the idea.

“I can accept your dominance in the bedroom and other areas.”

Triumph surged through him before he pushed it down. There was still more they needed to get through. “I will use toys and orgasm denial.”

She nodded. “I want a safe word.”

His eyebrows rose. She wasn’t uneducated about BDSM. Interesting, but not totally surprising. She’d sent Becca here, but Becca insisted Angie hadn’t known what type of place Quick Silver was.Had Angie lied to Becca, or did she research after Becca told her?

“I would never scene without one.”

“Good.”

“Communication is important. If you’re feeling uncomfortable in any position I put you in, if you feel pain, or there is something you absolutely don’t want to do, you must use your safe word. Nothing else will make me stop.” He paused, but all she did was nod. “You will tell me how I’m making you feel at all times. If you’re scared. If you’re uneasy. I want to know I’m turning you on, making you hot, or when you’re about to climax.”

Her hips shifted. He had a feeling she was turned on.Very good.She was responsive to him, and they hadn’t even started yet. But he knew she would respond to him, she had already.

“Your safe word isredto stop,yellowto slow down, andgreenif all is good.”

“Got it.”

“Let’s start.” Her head jerked up when he spoke. He wasn’t planning to do anything yet. He needed her full attention, plus he wanted to be sure she’d keep her word.

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