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Because it makes me feel vulnerable, open… his, in ways I don’t want to look at too closely. I’ve never been anyone’s baby anything. Not even my father’s.

‘Stone?’

But if that’s what it takes to play this out on his terms…

‘Doesn’t matter.’

His eyes narrow like he’s about to push, but instead, he settles back, fingers grazing over stubble, eyes raking over me. Like a slow drag of heat, he takes in my parted mouth, my breasts that shift with every stilted breath, the hem of my dress as my thighs press together, my toes as they curl into the wood…

‘Show me,’ he says again, quieter, heavier. ‘Burn for me.’

And as though I’m under his hypnotic spell, I move. Myhands glide over silk, one dipping low between my legs, the other drifting up towards my breasts. I lightly tease every pulsating point, until I catch one pleading bud and squeeze.

‘F-fuck…’ It shivers out of me and shoots straight through him. I’d smile if I wasn’t so lost in sensation, pinching harder, sinking deeper –Christ, I’m soaked. My arousal seeps through the layers, coating my fingers and the silk. I know it’ll stain, but I’m too far gone to care.

He makes a sound – curse, groan, strangled breath, I can’t tell. He’s still as stone, but his eyes… his eyes are fire.

Me, burn?

You’rethe one who’s going to burn, Ax.

I slow it down…

He wants a show.

I’ll give him a show.

One he’ll never forget.

I curl my fingers into the tiny straps of my dress, revelling in the flash of white across his knuckles, the tension pulsing through his god-like body. He wants to look relaxed and in control, but every hard ridge tells me the truth.

Who really has the power here?

I ease the straps over my shoulders, silk sliding south, and the man quivers, a full-body shudder he tries and fails to swallow, his sharp inhalation the sweetest tell.

I’m doing this to him.

Axel, who worships control above all else.

Hiscontrol,hisdominance,hisway or the highway…

And he’s going to break.

He’s going to break forme.

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AXEL

Holy fuck.

This was supposed to make her run. All of it.

From the moment I turned the tables on her and used her words against her…

Let’s make it real.

And there’s nothing more real than this.