“I want you.”
He hesitated. “Are you sure?”
“Yes. I’m taking back my power. I know, I know. I thought about this a lot. I may have to stop, but I didn’t do anything wrong. I don’t want to be punished by not doing something I enjoy.”
He cupped her face and held her gaze. “At any point you want to stop, just tell me. I’m not going to ever make you do anything you don’t want to do, even if it is something that makes you uncomfortable.”
“I’ll tell you. I won’t hide my feelings.”
“Good. I want you to tell me everything you feel or think.”
She laughed. “I will. And honestly, now that I’m here, I feel better. I want you. I want to feel you up against me.”
“We’ll go slow.”
She reached for the hem of her shirt and pulled it off, revealing her bra-covered breasts. He had to temper his reaction, or he would be coming in his shorts. She was sobeautiful and desirable, and he was going to enjoy every second she gave him.
The feel of her hands on his body as she tugged up his shirt sent a shiver through him. He moaned and watched gooseflesh scatter across her shoulders and down her arms. They were both turned on, and he was glad the attack hadn’t shut that part of her down.
He let her guide how fast they went, which was a delicious torture for him. The way she lazily traced his muscles had his desire riding high. When she unzipped his pants and shoved them down to his thighs, his cock pulsed, and he thought he might come.
“I’m about to lose control.”
Her serious gaze connected with his. “If you do, then we’ll start over and build slowly again.”
“I like this.”
“What?”
“You are in control. I like how you touch me.” She flicked her tongue over his nipple, sending a burst of fire through him. “Jesus,” he breathed out and moaned.
Elowen shivered. “You are so fucking gorgeous.”
“So are you.”
She pulled off the rest of her clothes, feeling liberated. Though she was strong, Griz was much stronger. He could hold her down and do whatever he wanted, but he had given her the power. She could tell he wanted to take her to his bed, but he didn’t move.
“Put on that condom,” she said.
Griz nodded and ripped open the package, then rolled it on. She pushed him back to one of the kitchen chairs, and he sat, his eyes wide as he stared up at her.
She straddled his lap and slowly lowered. His cock slid in, and they both moaned. He didn’t move. Instead, he let her set the pace.
“Can I touch you?” Griz’s voice rumbled through her.
“Yes.”
His fingers on her clit drove her wild. She slowed her movements, allowing him to touch her as she rode him. She was being driven to the edge, her body on fire.
“I can’t hold back.”
“Neither can I,” Griz said through gritted teeth.
She sank down on him again, and that was it. She shattered, her legs giving out as she came.
Griz held her up so she didn’t fall backward. His fingers tightened around her waist, and for a second, she felt the rise of panic, but it didn’t last long.
“So freaking good,” Griz said.
