motionless. He’d held himself back last night, not wanting to push her too far with his baser needs. But tonight he wanted to show her some of the things he’d fantasized about doing. It was too late for her to try to hide from him now. He’d seen the way she responded when he took control last night. He couldn’t wait to do it again and coax her submissive side to life until all she could do was surrender to him.
His knuckles grazed the velvety skin of her abdomen as he undid the button on her jeans and drew the zipper down. “Step out of them,” he commanded softly.
Talia set her hands on his shoulders and did as he said, refusing to meet his eyes. The flush in her cheeks grew brighter when he drew the denim down her legs and off. In seconds she stood before him in nothing but her bra and a lace thong. So gorgeous. As much as he wanted to run his hands over each luscious curve on her body, he wanted something else even more. He pulled her long ponytail free of its elastic and twisted her thick hair into a messy knot before securing it on the top of her head. She frowned, as though uncomfortable having someone handle her this way. He’d get her past that too. He wanted to pamper her.
Backing up, he sat on the edge of the tub and leaned over to check the temperature of the water. Satisfied it was warm enough, he jerked his chin at her sexy underwear. “Take it off. Slowly.”
Her eyes darted up to his, flashing with reluctant arousal and annoyance. He held her gaze unflinchingly and raised an expectant eyebrow, his cock pulsing hard at the thought of what he was going to do.
She lifted her chin, her posture stiff with resentment. Unwilling to give in. “Why are you being like this?”
“Because I like being in control,” he answered without pause. “And because I know that deep down, you love giving in to me.” He almost smiled at the way her frown deepened. “Off. Now.”
She hesitated, staring at him for so long he thought he was going to have to go over and do it himself. But finally she reached back and undid the bra, letting it fall slowly away from her. He bit back a groan at the sight of her naked breasts, those tempting brown nipples already hard with an arousal she would never admit to. It only made him want to unravel her more.
His eyes followed the movement of her hands as she crooked her thumbs into the top of her thong and began to draw it downward. The dark curls covering her mound were neatly trimmed into a perfect triangle, pointing his gaze to the pink-tinted folds between her legs. He caught a quick glimpse of them glistening before she bent to pull the thong down her thighs. That was sexy enough, but the shy defiance in her eyes had his whole body tightened with need.
Watching her closely, he leaned over and turned off the faucet. The hollow drip of water filled the bathroom, loud in the sudden silence. “Come here.” His voice was low and gravelly with desire.
Talia came toward him cautiously, as though she expected him to grab her and fuck her where she stood. Instead, he took her hand and drew it to his mouth, palm up. He caught the little gasp she tried to squelch when he smoothed his lips across the center of her palm and laved it with his tongue.
Looking up into her eyes, he saw the growing heat there, the longing she was trying so hard to hide. He was going to take care of both of those things, starting right now. “Climb into the tub.”
Surprise flickered in her eyes, but after a second she allowed him to help her in. She sank down and drew her legs up, bringing her arms in front of her in an unconsciously feminine move that tugged at his heartstrings. Though submitting wasn’t easy for her, he’d already seen how much she loved it once she let herself go.
Refusing to let her hide, he caught her wrist in a gentle grip. “Lay your head back and stretch out for me.”
Watching him with a good deal of suspicion, she eased back degree by slow degree. He’d purposely filled the tub
His knuckles grazed the velvety skin of her abdomen as he undid the button on her jeans and drew the zipper down. “Step out of them,” he commanded softly.
Talia set her hands on his shoulders and did as he said, refusing to meet his eyes. The flush in her cheeks grew brighter when he drew the denim down her legs and off. In seconds she stood before him in nothing but her bra and a lace thong. So gorgeous. As much as he wanted to run his hands over each luscious curve on her body, he wanted something else even more. He pulled her long ponytail free of its elastic and twisted her thick hair into a messy knot before securing it on the top of her head. She frowned, as though uncomfortable having someone handle her this way. He’d get her past that too. He wanted to pamper her.
Backing up, he sat on the edge of the tub and leaned over to check the temperature of the water. Satisfied it was warm enough, he jerked his chin at her sexy underwear. “Take it off. Slowly.”
Her eyes darted up to his, flashing with reluctant arousal and annoyance. He held her gaze unflinchingly and raised an expectant eyebrow, his cock pulsing hard at the thought of what he was going to do.
She lifted her chin, her posture stiff with resentment. Unwilling to give in. “Why are you being like this?”
“Because I like being in control,” he answered without pause. “And because I know that deep down, you love giving in to me.” He almost smiled at the way her frown deepened. “Off. Now.”
She hesitated, staring at him for so long he thought he was going to have to go over and do it himself. But finally she reached back and undid the bra, letting it fall slowly away from her. He bit back a groan at the sight of her naked breasts, those tempting brown nipples already hard with an arousal she would never admit to. It only made him want to unravel her more.
His eyes followed the movement of her hands as she crooked her thumbs into the top of her thong and began to draw it downward. The dark curls covering her mound were neatly trimmed into a perfect triangle, pointing his gaze to the pink-tinted folds between her legs. He caught a quick glimpse of them glistening before she bent to pull the thong down her thighs. That was sexy enough, but the shy defiance in her eyes had his whole body tightened with need.
Watching her closely, he leaned over and turned off the faucet. The hollow drip of water filled the bathroom, loud in the sudden silence. “Come here.” His voice was low and gravelly with desire.
Talia came toward him cautiously, as though she expected him to grab her and fuck her where she stood. Instead, he took her hand and drew it to his mouth, palm up. He caught the little gasp she tried to squelch when he smoothed his lips across the center of her palm and laved it with his tongue.
Looking up into her eyes, he saw the growing heat there, the longing she was trying so hard to hide. He was going to take care of both of those things, starting right now. “Climb into the tub.”
Surprise flickered in her eyes, but after a second she allowed him to help her in. She sank down and drew her legs up, bringing her arms in front of her in an unconsciously feminine move that tugged at his heartstrings. Though submitting wasn’t easy for her, he’d already seen how much she loved it once she let herself go.
Refusing to let her hide, he caught her wrist in a gentle grip. “Lay your head back and stretch out for me.”
Watching him with a good deal of suspicion, she eased back degree by slow degree. He’d purposely filled the tub
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