Her eyes opened. “I know that logically. It’s different emotionally, but, Deke, I don’t want to talk about that. Not tonight. I feel good right now. I want to stay in this place with you.”
He wanted to lock down the relationship, but it was too soon for her. She’d come so far in the course of a few days. She’d vowed she wouldn’t sleep with him much less share a room with him, and here she was. He could win her over. All he needed was a little time.
And a whole lot of pleasure.
He needed to show her how good it could be between them.
“You want to stay in the place where you’re my sweet little fuck toy and you do anything I ask of you?”
Her gaze went hot, staring at the part of his body that ached right now. “Yes. I’m talking about that place. You’re right. It’s different in practice. In my head I don’t imagine that I’m the woman who needs permission, but I think I do. I think my head goes so many different directions, I need help to focus on this part of me.”
The sexual part. The sensual part.
“Good. It’s good for you to tell me what you need.” He was naked in bed with the most gorgeous woman he’d ever seen, and it was time to take control again. Sex was so much more than pumping his way to orgasm. Sex was long periods of time where he explored his lover’s body, learned what made her come quickly, and how to draw the orgasm out when he wanted to.
He’d had Maddie hundreds of times, but she was a different person now and so was he. He got to learn her all over again.
“You’re going to do everything I ask you to do, baby. Do you understand? In this bed you’re mine. You’re mine to fuck and please and spank. Anything I want.”
“Yes.” The word came out on a breathless sigh.
“This gorgeous body belongs to me.” He would bet she didn’t think of herself as beautiful and hot and so fuckable she made his dick hard when she walked into a room.
“I think it always has.”
Sweet honesty. The crying session had softened her up, and he was going to be the ruthless bastard who didn’t let her take it back. He was going to bring down all her walls and not let her build them up ever again. Not for him. “I’ll make up for lost time. Starting now.”
He brought their mouths together in a long, luxurious kiss. His cock was dying, but he meant to take his time with her. She’d opened to him tonight, and he wasn’t going to reward that trust with a quick roll, like he might have when they’d been in high school.
He was going to show her that her Dom was a patient top, that he could lavish her with affection and show her how much she moved him.
He let their tongues tangle, warmth flowing through him as he covered her body with his. He didn’t hold his weight off her as her legs opened, sliding over his. “I’ve missed you, Madeline.”
She shook her head. “Not now. I can’t do that tonight. I need to be your submissive right now.”
He wanted to growl with frustration, to force her to admit they belonged together, but if this was all she could handle, then he would top her. “Baby, you’re going to let me explore your body. You’re going to be still or I’ll tie your hands again. When we get into the club, I’ll find a bench where I can tie your hands and feet, and you won’t be able to move. I’ll be able to touch you anywhere I want, play with any soft, sweet part of you I desire.”
“I can be still.”
His cock was against her pussy, and all it would take was a simple thrust, but he wasn’t getting off so easily and neither was she. He kissed her again before lowering his head to her neck, inhaling her sweet scent. Everything about this woman felt like home to him, and he ached that he wasn’t the same for her. He kissed his way down her neck toward her breast. “When I’m done there won’t be an inch of you I haven’t kissed.”
He kissed a line to her breast, tonguing her nipple before giving it a nip. Maddie hissed, and he noted her hands fisting the comforter as she tried so hard to stay still.
“One day we’ll play a game,” he promised as he moved to her other breast. “We’ll see how still you can be, and every time you move, you’ll get spanked. A little slap to your ass or a snap of my hand against your pussy. By the end you’ll be so sensitive and wet that you’ll come the minute I slide my cock inside you.”
“You want to make me crazy, don’t you?”
“I want to make you wild for me,” he corrected. “Like I’m wild for you.”
She whimpered when he nipped her. “You’re not the one getting spanked.”
“Hey, if you want to try it, I’ll let you.” He was willing to go there with her. Only her.
“But you’re the Dom,” she pointed out.
“We make our own rules.” He traced her areola with his tongue. “Nothing is off limits if it brings us both pleasure. I know some Doms who couldn’t let their subs take control like that, and I probably wouldn’t have been able to years ago. But I could with you. If that’s what you wanted, I’d try it.”
“You need the control because of what happened,” she said, her voice just above a whisper.
He did not want to talk about his time as a prisoner of war. “I’m better now.”
“I wish I could have helped you.”
“You did. I thought about you every day.” It was all she needed to know about that terrible time.
“I wish I could have been there for you.” She went silent for a moment. “I’m just glad you’re better.”
He got the feeling he was missing something, but he didn’t want to bring her into the worst moments of his life. It was so much better to concentrate on the now. On how good it was to be here with her. He wanted to move forward, not look back. “You’re the one who’s better, baby. I bet you are going to taste even better than I remember. And I remember everything.”
He moved down her body, spreading her legs wide. He put his mouth on her, kissing her labia and giving her clit a little lick that had her gasping. She was wet, her body ready for him. He could smell her arousal, the scent damn near sending him into a frenzy. He feasted on her pussy, spearing her with his tongue over and over, taking in the honey of her body. It coated his tongue, reminding him of how good it was to be with her.
Being Maddie’s man had been the best part of his life. Even though he’d been a boy.
He’d been hers no matter what stage of his life.
She cried out as she came, her body shaking and going stiff before she sighed and relaxed.
It was his time. He pushed himself off the bed and grabbed the condom he’d lain out next to his kit because he was a motherfucking optimist. He dragged it over his dick, watching her. She lay on the bed, soft light from the lamp caressing her skin. She was the definition of temptation with her legs still spread, evidence of her orgasm glistening on her pussy.
“You are so fucking gorgeous.” He moved back to the bed, covering her and making a place for himself at her core. “Wrap your legs around me.”
She gave him a smile, her eyes soft as she did his bidding, and wound herself around him. “That’s an easy order to follow. Oh, god, you’re going to kill me, Deke.”