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“Stop, stop,” he panted.
She did at once, lowering the crop. Worry creased between her brows. “Was I hurting you too much?”
“Not too much. But before I come, I want something from you. Untie me.”
Her fingers were slightly clumsy as she undid the ropes. When he was free, he took her shaking hands in his.
Gruffly, he said, “NowIwant to play withyou.”
Chapter 24
Trembling, voice faint from arousal, Willa asked, “Play? As in...”
“Bind you.” Dom looked feral, sweat-glossed and wild. “Take control of you. Drown you in pleasure. That somethin’ you’d want? Will you trust me?”
She hesitated. What he asked for was monumental.Couldshe trust him? Give over her body, having faith that he would only give her what she desired? A week ago, she never would have. Yet now... when he’d laid himself out for her in every way, trustingher...
“I’m a little afraid,” she admitted. “But... I want to do it. I want to do this with you, Dom.”
“Is thatyes?”
“It’syes.”
His nostrils flared, and he inhaled sharply before he gripped the back of her neck and pulled her lips to his. She braced her hands on his wide,slick shoulders as she gave herself over to his ravenous kiss, sinking beneath the waves while their tongues tangled.
When he leaned back, breaking the kiss, her head spun. Drunkenly, she asked, “What do I do?”
“Same rules apply, lioness. Anythin’ you don’t like, you tell me. Pick a word to say, any word, and the second you say it, I’ll stop.”
“Embroidery,”she said.
“You need to know,” he answered, grave, “that when I do this kind of thing, I take control. I get... controlling. Dominant.”
“Domisyour name, after all,” she said impertinently. “And I don’t mind. I’d like to experience it, in truth.”
A corner of his lips curved up. “There’s my lioness.” Then his expression turned serious again, his eyes hard and gleaming. “Take off your shift and kneel in the middle of the cabin.”
Excitement moved in a tremor through her body, and her hands shook as she pulled off her shift. She moved to kneel, but before she did, Dom rose from the bed and slipped a pillow underneath her knees.
“Thoughtful,” she said breathlessly.
“I want you obedient, not uncomfortable.”
“There’s a difference?” she asked.
“If it’s done proper.”
She thought he’d go right to her and do... something. Instead, he tugged on his breeches, but left the fall open so that his upright cock stuck out.
At her curious look, he explained gruffly, “You bein’ naked and me bein’ clothed... it puts a fire in me. I like seein’ the difference between us. That I’m in control, and you’re mine. Mine to do what I like with. Mine to pleasure.”
She sucked in a breath as her quim ached with need. “I like the sound of that.”
His eyes flashed, and his chest rose and fell. He went to the trunk and took a length of silk from it, the fabric pulling taut between his fists when he approached. He stopped, standing in front of her.
They gazed at each other, a fraught and electric current passing between them as he loomed over her, and she knelt before him. He towered above her, and yet power surged through her body to see his jagged breath, the flush of color in his cheeks, how his cock swelled even bigger, leaking clear droplets.Sheaffected him. She might be kneeling, but she had as much power as he did. Perhaps, in yielding this way, she possessed even more than Dom.
“Look at you, bein’ so good for me,” he said on a rasp. “You could ask me to do anythin’, and I’d do it.”
