It made her hotter than she’d ever been before.
Her initial observation had been correct. She was a little freaky.
She held onto his ankle as he gently pressed a finger deep inside her.
“You are going to feel like heaven around my cock,” Hutch said on a groan. “I need you to tell me I can have you tonight. You can stop me at any point, but I need to hear you say yes.”
He was killing her. That finger of his dipped in and teased, and then she felt him brush against her clit and she had to grit her teeth or Kyle might run out on the balcony with a gun in his hand. “I already said yes.”
“You said yes to hopping on your bed and riding my cock to a mutually nice evening. I’m now asking you to say yes to me doing some filthy things to you, to me taking control and bending you to my will. My will includes a lot of bending, baby. I meant what I said. I’m going to lay you out on this couch and shove my face into your pussy, and if you say yes you’ll spread your legs and let me. You will thank me for how well and thoroughly I’m going to devour you, and then take my cock in whatever position I want you in.”
“Yes.” She didn’t even think about saying no. That word wasn’t a blip on the radar because she wanted every dirty fantasy this man could give her.
She wasn’t this girl. She wasn’t the adventurous chick who had sex in crazy places.
Or maybe she was and she needed to accept it. She didn’t have to be one thing, didn’t have to pick between smart scientist and woman with a good sex life. She could be both.
And that meant she could have him. At least for tonight. She couldn’t expect him to stick around. Their lives were far too different, but she could have him tonight.
His finger pressed in. “You’re going to be fun to spank. You tell me if I do anything that makes you uncomfortable.”
“I’m uncomfortable right now. You should press harder.”
He smacked her cheek with his free hand. “Like I said, you’re going to be a brat, baby. I can already tell. Lucky for you I quite like a brat.”
He pressed on her clit, making her eyes close so she could concentrate on the feeling. He rubbed a circle with what felt like the pad of his thumb while another finger foraged deep.
He fucked her with that finger, all the while manipulating her clitoris with an expert hand. Every time she thought she was going to go over the edge, he drew back and made her groan.
“Oh, does my pretty sub want to come?”
This apparently was the frustrating part of D/s. She’d been told there were some aspects that would make her clench her teeth, and that getting a nasty Dom who liked to keep a sub on the edge was one of them. Lisa had told her that truth one day while sitting on the patio at Guidry’s and frowning at her husband.
She’d then told Noelle that nothing in her life felt as good as the moment her Dom relented.
She hoped Hutch wasn’t patient. “I’m willing to take whatever you want to give me, Sir.”
“Fuck, this is going to be good.” He pulled his hand from between her legs.
Well, that wasn’t what she’d wanted. Before she had a chance to protest he stood, picking her up like she weighed nothing at all. He eased her back down, flipping her so she was sitting up. With a twist of his hand, he pulled her panties and PJ bottoms off and tossed them aside before dropping to his knees.
“I want your feet on the coffee table.” He was standing so close she would have to spread her legs wide to obey that command.
That was what he wanted—her spread out so he could do anything he wanted to her.
She looked up at him. Even in the dark she could see the way his eyes ate her up, how rigid his every muscle was. He might be a hot nerd most of the time, a thoughtful, sexy man, but in this he was a predator, and she thought being Hutch’s prey might be the most pleasurable experience of her life.
She forced her legs to work. There was still a bit of stiffness from what had happened earlier. She would be using braces for days when she needed to walk more than a few steps. But she could do this.
She felt exposed as she found the edge of the table with her feet and showed Hutch her pussy.
He was staring down at her. “I’m only going to say this once and I expect you to remember it. I never want to inhibit your pleasure or make you feel like you can’t explore this to the fullest, but if I do or ask you to do anything that hurts…”