When I lifted her, she wrapped her legs around my waist.
“You’re sure this is what you want?” I asked.
“If I’m with you, I have what I want.”
Bringing her into the bedroom, I kissed her. “I’m in a demanding mood.”
After I dropped her on the bed, she got up on her knees and draped her arms over my shoulders. I was glad I didn’t retreat to the guest bedroom.
“What do you need from me?” she asked.
“I want all of you.” I traced my finger down her throat and to her breasts, circling her nipple. “Everything about you should be surrendered to me now.”
“I’m already yours.” She swept her lips along my jaw. “I have been since our first kiss.”
“Remember that night at the penthouse?”
“When I forgot to tell you I was a virgin?”
“Yeah.” I kissed her neck. “I popped your cherry while your hands were tied behind your back.”
“I was terrified but strongly aroused.”
“You’re not a virgin tonight, so I don’t have to hold back.” I took her hand and helped her off the bed. “Get me a tie from the closet.”
She hesitated, and I might have scolded her, but she looked so fucking hot standing in front of me in nothing but her panties. When she leaned in and breathed into my ear, my control teetered on slipping away.
“What are you going to do with the tie?” She traced her fingers down my chest, stopping at my waistband.
Her whisper of seduction unleashed a side that I fought to contain when it came to her. Taking her innocence was effortless but I had been so careful not to corrupt her.
My patience had run out.
I caught her wrist in my hand before she could tempt me any further. “Get the tie and I’ll show you.” I nudged her toward the closet. “Because if you don’t, it’ll be a belt I require next.”
She scampered off and disappeared into the closet. I leaned against the wall and crossed my arms over my chest, waiting for her to come out. She took longer than I would have liked.What the hell is she doing?
She emerged, staring down at two ties.
“Two?” I asked.
“Yeah…” She studied both of them as if she were making a life-altering decision, and then looked at me. “You’re extremely sexy holding up the wall like that.”
She made it difficult to be dark and broody.
“I like both of these and couldn’t decide which one to choose.”
“I’m not wearing it, baby.” I curled my finger. “Come here.”
She crossed the room and stood in front of the bed. Pushing off the wall, I held out my hand for the ties. My black Gucci and my silver Versace. Her impeccable taste impressed me.
“We’ll go with the Gucci.” I slung the Versace over the dresser. “From your selections, I gather you’re in a formal mood.”
“I like the way those look on you.” She draped her hair over her breasts in an attempt to be modest, but in a few seconds she was going to be anything but modest. “You wear them at night and when we’re going somewhere exclusive.”
“How observant of you.” I reached for her hand and brought her closer to me. “That night in the penthouse, I wanted to show who I really was.”
I had intended to fuck her until she screamed so much she would lose her voice. I wanted to show her that I was in control and asking for my help came with consequences.
