”
CHAPTER THREE
A shiver ran down Rebecca’s spine. She’d imaged this with him, been drawn more and more to his domi nant nature as their relationship had progressed . But h e ’d never forced her into an intimacy that she didn’t want. I n fact their relationship had moved so damn ed slowly she’d started to doubt that he wanted her. And had been afraid of what would happen if and when he did.
“ You’re thinking too much, ” he whispered at her ear.
He moved in front of her and flicked her hardened – damn her betraying body – nipples through he r shirt. The well washed cotton and bra offered little protection . His finger nail drew ever widening circl es around the tips until he cam e to the edge of her areoles . How he knew where they stopped she didn’t know. They had never seen each other naked. He’d stroked and caressed her breasts but always through her clothing. H e had taken the ends in his mouth and sucked them through the fabric. Hell, if he touch ed her with his mouth right now, she’d probably come.
“ You are so damn ed beautiful sweetheart; I don’t know where to begin. ”
She knew where s he wanted him to begin. Her breasts. Oh, please let him touch her breasts.
“ First we need to get these clothes off. ”
“ You first, ” she demanded.
“ Okay. ” His easy agreement startled her. He unzipped his pants the rest of the way , letting them fall to the floor, naturally he wore no underwear. His cock was one of the biggest she had ever seen . A more than satisfying length and a width that would stretch a woman almost to the point of pain. Moisture flooded her pussy just thinking about how he would feel.
“ Now you. ” He placed his hands on her waist, squeezing her love handles. Yeah, she had issues abo ut her body, didn’t all women? But with him it wasn’t so important. With him , nothing was as importan t as getting him inside her .
“ Well, we seem to have a little problem here don’t we? I can’t remove your shirt without untying you. Now you don’t want that , do you baby? ” His fingers dug into her sides . “Do you, Rebecca?”
His gaze was unblinking . He was giving her a way out. She knew if s he just said the word he would untie her and let her go.
As if he read her mind, he shook his head. “ No, I won’t let you go. I’ll untie you, but I’ll do my dam ne dest to convince you to stay. ”
Quinton knew Rebecca wanted him to take the choice completely out of her hands. She wanted him to take complete control of her. To take complete responsibility for her pleasure.
He was not an extreme dominate , he didn’t get off on inflicting pain, but he sure as hell enjoyed mastering a woman. Making them learn all the delightful responses their bodies could give. Teaching them what he wanted and how he wanted it.
And God did he want this woman. In every position of the Kumara Sutra and a few he’d dreamed up this last month away from her . When she looked up the word orgasm in the dictionary, he wanted her to see his name. In big bold letters.
H is cock hardened and he had to move away before he shot his load all over her belly. His control was slipping fast, not a good thing for a dom. Control of himself, his woman and the situation was of the essence for a pleasurable experience.
The first time he came tonight he wanted her screaming his name as he rammed that tight little pussy and branded her with his seed.
Retrieving the scissors he’d placed on his desk earlier , he stepped in front of her, letting the cool steel of the blade s rest against her stomach. Her beautiful, soft rounded stomach. Rebecca had the perfect body. Large breasts, wide hips, and long legs. A woman a man could hold, a woman a man could fuck and not be afraid he’d break .
Pulling the t-shirt away from her body, he cut it off . She bit her lip as he worked. He knew if her hands were free she’d be biting her finger nail s . That was a bad habi t he was
CHAPTER THREE
A shiver ran down Rebecca’s spine. She’d imaged this with him, been drawn more and more to his domi nant nature as their relationship had progressed . But h e ’d never forced her into an intimacy that she didn’t want. I n fact their relationship had moved so damn ed slowly she’d started to doubt that he wanted her. And had been afraid of what would happen if and when he did.
“ You’re thinking too much, ” he whispered at her ear.
He moved in front of her and flicked her hardened – damn her betraying body – nipples through he r shirt. The well washed cotton and bra offered little protection . His finger nail drew ever widening circl es around the tips until he cam e to the edge of her areoles . How he knew where they stopped she didn’t know. They had never seen each other naked. He’d stroked and caressed her breasts but always through her clothing. H e had taken the ends in his mouth and sucked them through the fabric. Hell, if he touch ed her with his mouth right now, she’d probably come.
“ You are so damn ed beautiful sweetheart; I don’t know where to begin. ”
She knew where s he wanted him to begin. Her breasts. Oh, please let him touch her breasts.
“ First we need to get these clothes off. ”
“ You first, ” she demanded.
“ Okay. ” His easy agreement startled her. He unzipped his pants the rest of the way , letting them fall to the floor, naturally he wore no underwear. His cock was one of the biggest she had ever seen . A more than satisfying length and a width that would stretch a woman almost to the point of pain. Moisture flooded her pussy just thinking about how he would feel.
“ Now you. ” He placed his hands on her waist, squeezing her love handles. Yeah, she had issues abo ut her body, didn’t all women? But with him it wasn’t so important. With him , nothing was as importan t as getting him inside her .
“ Well, we seem to have a little problem here don’t we? I can’t remove your shirt without untying you. Now you don’t want that , do you baby? ” His fingers dug into her sides . “Do you, Rebecca?”
His gaze was unblinking . He was giving her a way out. She knew if s he just said the word he would untie her and let her go.
As if he read her mind, he shook his head. “ No, I won’t let you go. I’ll untie you, but I’ll do my dam ne dest to convince you to stay. ”
Quinton knew Rebecca wanted him to take the choice completely out of her hands. She wanted him to take complete control of her. To take complete responsibility for her pleasure.
He was not an extreme dominate , he didn’t get off on inflicting pain, but he sure as hell enjoyed mastering a woman. Making them learn all the delightful responses their bodies could give. Teaching them what he wanted and how he wanted it.
And God did he want this woman. In every position of the Kumara Sutra and a few he’d dreamed up this last month away from her . When she looked up the word orgasm in the dictionary, he wanted her to see his name. In big bold letters.
H is cock hardened and he had to move away before he shot his load all over her belly. His control was slipping fast, not a good thing for a dom. Control of himself, his woman and the situation was of the essence for a pleasurable experience.
The first time he came tonight he wanted her screaming his name as he rammed that tight little pussy and branded her with his seed.
Retrieving the scissors he’d placed on his desk earlier , he stepped in front of her, letting the cool steel of the blade s rest against her stomach. Her beautiful, soft rounded stomach. Rebecca had the perfect body. Large breasts, wide hips, and long legs. A woman a man could hold, a woman a man could fuck and not be afraid he’d break .
Pulling the t-shirt away from her body, he cut it off . She bit her lip as he worked. He knew if her hands were free she’d be biting her finger nail s . That was a bad habi t he was
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