A Little Harmless Obsession by Melissa Schroeder Page A
Authors: Melissa Schroeder
Tags: Contemporary Romance, Red Hots!
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her. For him…well, it would be painful. The joy that came from touching her would be equal to the torture from never being able to quench his thirst for her. This was about her submission, her satisfaction, there would be no completion for him.
He skimmed his hand up her torso and cupped the underside of her breast. His fingers itched to tease, pinch, but he knew it was too early. Stretching out the pleasure, building the anticipation—that made the submission so much more enjoyable for both of them.
“Micah tells me you’ve been researching.” Even to his own ears his voice sounded like gravel. Lust and want had him by the balls. Thank God, she didn’t know. He hoped.
“Yes.”
He removed his hand in retribution. “I didn’t ask. You don’t talk unless given permission.” A Little Harmless Obsession
She said nothing, telling him that she understood. Oh, Evan was sure she longed to tear into him, but her willingness to go through with this was more important. It was that tenacity in her nature that had always drawn him to her.
Wanting to reward her, he moved her hair aside and skimmed his hand down her delicate spine. A tattoo of a hibiscus decorated the small of her back, just above her full, rounded ass. He’d caught glimpses of it when she’d worn shorter shirts, but seeing it completely unobstructed was different. Evan yearned to linger, to trace his finger over the intricate design. The audience above made that impossible. He resented them, resented that the one time his dream would be within reach, he had to perform in front of them.
He rested his hand on her hip before speaking again. “I know you’ve read the rules, but I want to go over them just in case. You do not speak unless I ask. You are under my control. All your thoughts, your actions, your pleasure, are for me to give. Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
Her immediate compliance twisted his gut and sent a fresh jolt of electric lust careening through his blood. Reminding himself this was just one act, without the possibility of a follow-up, didn’t matter. His body reacted anyway. He’d probably have the imprint of his zipper on his cock for a week. “And do you have a safe word, something that will tell me I might have gone too far?”
“Aloha.”
He couldn’t fight the curving of his lips. May was thoroughly modern, but she loved her Hawaiian roots.
With an extra squeeze to her hip, Evan moved toward the toy selection he’d laid out on the table. He picked up the paddle, running the soft padded leather over his free hand. It was one of his favorite toys because he knew from experience it heightened a sub’s pleasure with the minimum of pain. While he did participate in D/s, he didn’t get off on pain. He liked the mental complexities of it, and he liked to tease his sub. Sensations, not pain, were more important to him. Although it varied from sub to sub.
As he approached her, Evan’s heart skipped. He didn’t think he would ever get the image of her out of his head. It would be stamped so deep in his psyche, he would probably dream about it for the rest of his life.
With a deep breath, he continued until he stood in front of the platform. He placed the items on the edge then walked up the steps slowly.
Evan stood in front of her, breathing in her scent. Sweet coconut. Rich, musky aroused woman. He looked down at her oiled nipples glistening under the lights. He didn’t resist the impulse to brush the backs of his fingers over the tight buds. She sucked in a breath and shuddered, her breasts swaying slightly with the motion. God Almighty, he was going to die from lack of blood to his brain. He slipped his fingers up and over and traced the outer edge of her areolas. She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth as she visibly drew her reaction in.
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“There are no rules against showing your pleasure. It will help me understand what you want…need from me.”
He rolled
He skimmed his hand up her torso and cupped the underside of her breast. His fingers itched to tease, pinch, but he knew it was too early. Stretching out the pleasure, building the anticipation—that made the submission so much more enjoyable for both of them.
“Micah tells me you’ve been researching.” Even to his own ears his voice sounded like gravel. Lust and want had him by the balls. Thank God, she didn’t know. He hoped.
“Yes.”
He removed his hand in retribution. “I didn’t ask. You don’t talk unless given permission.” A Little Harmless Obsession
She said nothing, telling him that she understood. Oh, Evan was sure she longed to tear into him, but her willingness to go through with this was more important. It was that tenacity in her nature that had always drawn him to her.
Wanting to reward her, he moved her hair aside and skimmed his hand down her delicate spine. A tattoo of a hibiscus decorated the small of her back, just above her full, rounded ass. He’d caught glimpses of it when she’d worn shorter shirts, but seeing it completely unobstructed was different. Evan yearned to linger, to trace his finger over the intricate design. The audience above made that impossible. He resented them, resented that the one time his dream would be within reach, he had to perform in front of them.
He rested his hand on her hip before speaking again. “I know you’ve read the rules, but I want to go over them just in case. You do not speak unless I ask. You are under my control. All your thoughts, your actions, your pleasure, are for me to give. Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
Her immediate compliance twisted his gut and sent a fresh jolt of electric lust careening through his blood. Reminding himself this was just one act, without the possibility of a follow-up, didn’t matter. His body reacted anyway. He’d probably have the imprint of his zipper on his cock for a week. “And do you have a safe word, something that will tell me I might have gone too far?”
“Aloha.”
He couldn’t fight the curving of his lips. May was thoroughly modern, but she loved her Hawaiian roots.
With an extra squeeze to her hip, Evan moved toward the toy selection he’d laid out on the table. He picked up the paddle, running the soft padded leather over his free hand. It was one of his favorite toys because he knew from experience it heightened a sub’s pleasure with the minimum of pain. While he did participate in D/s, he didn’t get off on pain. He liked the mental complexities of it, and he liked to tease his sub. Sensations, not pain, were more important to him. Although it varied from sub to sub.
As he approached her, Evan’s heart skipped. He didn’t think he would ever get the image of her out of his head. It would be stamped so deep in his psyche, he would probably dream about it for the rest of his life.
With a deep breath, he continued until he stood in front of the platform. He placed the items on the edge then walked up the steps slowly.
Evan stood in front of her, breathing in her scent. Sweet coconut. Rich, musky aroused woman. He looked down at her oiled nipples glistening under the lights. He didn’t resist the impulse to brush the backs of his fingers over the tight buds. She sucked in a breath and shuddered, her breasts swaying slightly with the motion. God Almighty, he was going to die from lack of blood to his brain. He slipped his fingers up and over and traced the outer edge of her areolas. She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth as she visibly drew her reaction in.
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“There are no rules against showing your pleasure. It will help me understand what you want…need from me.”
He rolled
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