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ribbed edging and her skin. Stretching the fabric away from her heat as he mercilessly teased her, loving how she quivered as if she were shaking apart. And when she moaned? That did it.
    He went after her neck, sucking hard until he carelessly made a mark. Releasing her panties so they snapped back into place, he crushed the fabric against the sizzling core of her and reveled in the fact that when she spoke his name this time, it came out in a gasp. “Ethan.”
    She was too responsive. That was the problem. He had no business messing with her, but now that he’d started, he wanted more. He couldn’t help it. Seeing her all bundled up was wreaking havoc on him. More so than if she was totally naked and spread for his pleasure.
    “Give me your mouth.”
    He pushed his hand up higher, so eager to get into that lace he didn’t feel her shift until her soft hand clamped over his.
    Her voice was a long way from sounding convincing, when she said, “Don’t.”
    Keeping his hand firmly in place, he leaned into her. Forcing her back and back some more until she was beneath him. “Let go of my hand.”
    They stared at each other for a quiet few seconds. She was unsure. On the fence about what to do. He could tell. And even though he knew it was an unfair advantage, he pulled the heated “do as I say look” and fried her with it.
    Her eyes widened and then squeezed shut. Perfect. She capitulated. He’d use the opportunity to close the distance and get better acquainted with her. Breathing into her ear, he coaxed, “Colin, be a good girl now and let go of my hand.”
    The moment he spoke her name she groaned and he didn’t fight the urge to capture her lobe between his top and bottom teeth for a sensual tug. She tasted like fresh strawberries.
    “We shouldn’t…you shouldn’t do this.”
    “Why?” He kissed her neck, grateful now for that tightly wrapped bun of hers. It gave him unlimited access to her silken flesh. “It feels good doesn’t it?”
    “Yes.”
    It was his turn to physically react. Her languid reply made his cock swell and fill with need.
    “But…” She sighed and angled her head in a silent bid for more of his mouth. “Something’s wrong. Mmm … This isn’t right. We barely know one another.”
    He nipped and licked a path from her collarbone to her ear. “All the better. Haven’t you ever hooked up with someone where—”
    He was going to say something about the sex being mind-blowing but she stiffened beneath him. “No.”
    No? Leaning back, he was almost afraid to ask, “You have had sex, haven’t you?”
    “Yes.”
    Monumental relief washed over him. “I’m glad.” He used his other hand to brush the back of his knuckles down her cheek and marveled. Her skin was so soft. “Let’s see how this goes, okay?”
    “Excuse me?”
    “Let go of my hand and let me do what I have in mind to do.” When she looked as if she were going to protest, he added, “You can say no anytime you want and when you do I’ll stop. You have my word.”
     
    Colin was in serious trouble. All she’d wanted was a little understanding and now she was getting more than she’d bargained for. Because even though initially she’d taken this job for the money, the more she read about the lifestyle and some of the powerful men within it, she’d become intrigued. As she dug deeper and explored the different facets of BDSM and the philosophies behind it, the more convinced she was that she had a few submissive qualities herself. It was an exciting thought until she met two of the three Dom partners nearly a month ago. She’d been expecting special. They were both gorgeous and polite. In the end, though, they turned out to be just two more guys she wasn’t attracted to.
    But once she met the third partner this afternoon? She got her tall order of special.
    She’d run through the gamut trying to deal with Mr. Sex-personified. She was hopeless when it came to men in general and there was nothing general