“I need to hear you say it, Sylvie. Say you’re mine tonight.”
“I’m yours tonight.” No hesitation, her voice firm, the opposite of the whimper. As much as she said she was his, she was still in complete control over her situation.
He wouldn’t betray her trust.
“Good.” He laid a palm on either side of her face and looked into her eyes. “And I’m yours. Completely. But tonight, I’m calling all the shots, understood?”
She nodded again, then remembered to speak. “Yes.”
He closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against hers—a moment of complete connection and understanding.
Then Alex swept his hands down her body and picked her up in one motion. His mouth found hers again as he carried her into the bedroom. He set her on her feet but didn’t let her go as they stood kissing at the foot of his bed.
“I’m going to make you feel so good, baby.” He pressed his lips against her throat.
She shivered again. “Tell me what you’re going to do.”
“Why tell when I can show?” He ran his hands through her hair, loving how she looked without her ponytail. He moved to her shirt and undid the buttons one by one. “I’m going to get you naked, Sylvie, and I’m going to gaze up and down your body until I get my fill. You’re going to let me look at you until I’m done. Then you’re going to crawl onto the bed and watch me undress.”
“I’ve been waiting a long, long time for that, Chief.”
He chuckled. If she wanted to use his nickname, that didn’t bother him one bit. Neither did it bother him that she wasn’t inclined to be completely passive. He liked a woman who knew what she wanted and wasn’t afraid to ask for it.
Tonight was going to be so much fun.
He pulled her shirt to either side and revealed a surprisingly feminine lacy bra. He wasn’t sure what he was expecting—something plain and utilitarian, cotton. But this was racy yet classy. Peach silk with black lace edging and cut low, almost offering a teasing glimpse of the tops of her nipples, which were pushing at the silk in two tantalizing peaks. He ran his thumbs over them softly, barely brushing them, teasing both himself and her. Then harder, pressing against them. He gave them a squeeze as he spread his fingers over her firm breasts and she gasped. He looked up quickly to make sure she was enjoying it, that the pain was pleasurable, and she rewarded him with smokey eyes.
“Oh, yes, Sylvie. I know what you want. I know exactly what you need and I’m going to give it to you.”
She only nodded and he squeezed again. She tilted her head back with a hiss, offering her throat and he kissed it, just barely grazing the skin with his teeth. Alex inhaled. Coconut. Her skin smelled like a tropical beach. He groaned.
“Jesus, You’re delicious.”
She laughed lightly. “Wait until you taste more.”
Alex chuckled. He loved that she was having fun with this. “Oh, I plan to taste everything, Sylvie. I’m going to indulge myself.” He kissed under her ear, which brought on the same shiver from earlier. A tender spot. He cataloged it. Alex leaned back and placed his hands on her shoulders, then ran his hands down her sleeves, pulling her shirt down with them. He tossed it into a nearby chair. Now he had her whole torso to peruse. She must have worked out regularly to stay in shape for her job. Sylvie had a lean build and yet, her hips flared beautifully, and her breasts were full—a handful and a half.
He ran his hands down either side of her torso, then brought them back up to unhook her bra. It was a front clasp—practical like herhe thought, amused.Sexy and practical. Once he freed her breasts, he took their weight in his hands, admiring the dark nipples that begged for kisses.
He obliged. Alex bent and swirled his tongue around an areola before sucking hard while he played with her other nipple, pinching it as he sucked. He ran his stubbled beard across her skin. Sylvie trembled and gripped his shoulders, steadying herself.
“God, Alex, I could come just from the nipple play.”
“Not yet. You don’t have my permission.”
That made her shudder. He straightened and focused on her skirt. He undid her belt and pulled it through each loop slowly. When it was free he held it for a moment to make her wonder about his plans. She smiled but her body stiffened just a little so he smiled back and tossed it aside. He knew he’d done the right thing when she relaxed again. He pulled her skirt down until Sylvie stepped out of it. Her panties matched her bra but were twice as sexy because of what they hid.
Though they wouldn’t for long.
Alex ran his hand around her until he was clutching her ass. Pert and firm, yet soft. He pressed his lips against her silky panties and breathed in her scent. She was already soaking wet—the silk over her crotch a shade darker, giving her away. He teased her through the silk, first with his lips, then his fingers, running them forwards and back over her hidden folds, bringing on more wetness and driving himself crazy in the process. Thank God the condoms were in the bedstand at the head of the bed and not within easy reach, or else he wouldn’t be able to resist rolling one on without bothering to fully undress, ripping her panties off, and taking her now.
He'd do that some other time. Tonight was all about getting to know her body intimately and teasing out every little thing that turned her on.
“Alex,” she begged. “Please, more.”
“Slow down, baby. I’ve got you,” he said as he found her clit and rubbed in circles. I’m going to bring you right up to the edge and back down again. When you finally come for me, you’ll be out of your mind.”
She closed her eyes and moaned, arching her back. He noticed perspiration across her chest. Alex rubbed her just a little harder and faster until she was panting, then slowed down again, loving her frustrated sound.
