Forever Yours, Sir (Doms of Decadence 2) - Page 81

“Good.” He took her lips in a ravishing kiss, taking complete control of her mouth until need throbbed through his veins. When he pulled back, she swayed slightly, her eyes dazed as she stared up at him.

“Come,” he commanded.

Holy hell the man could kiss.

She was pretty sure a few brain cells had exploded with that scorcher. She followed him blindly into the bedroom, coming to a stop as the sight that greeted her. He had pulled off the covers so there was only a bottom sheet on top of the mattress.

Leather handcuffs were attached to the bed at each corner with long strips of webbing. At the bottom of the mattress he’d laid out a bottle of lube, a butt plug and vibrator with attached clit tickler.

“Look at me.” She glanced up at him.

“Scared?”

She firmed her shoulders. “No,” she lied.

Disapproval filled his face and she immediately wished she hadn’t lied.

“Maybe a little,” she whispered.

“Good. A little fear is natural. Being terrified is not. If you become terrified then say your safe word.”

What was he planning on doing to her?

He chuckled and shook his head. “You should see your face. I know you’re not into a lot of pain, I’m not either, remember?”

She relaxed slightly.

“But that doesn’t mean I won’t push you a bit. I’m a Dom.”

As if that explained anything.

“Bend yourself over the end of the bed, ass up, legs spread.”

Moving slowly, she positioned herself as he’d demanded. He grasped hold of her hips, pulling her back so her hips were completely off the mattress. He cupped one butt cheek, squeezing tightly.

“Has anyone ever taken your ass before, sugar?”

“Yes, an old boyfriend.”

“Did he use a butt plug to get you ready? How long ago was this?”

“No, and it was four years ago. He wasn’t in the lifestyle.”

“No? How’d he prepare you then, with just his fingers?” Hunter asked.

“No, he was grossed out by the idea. We wouldn’t have had anal sex if I hadn’t had my period at the time and he wasn’t horny.”

There was complete silence behind her. She glanced over her shoulder to find him staring down at her. His face was cold but there was anger in his gaze.

“He forced you?”

“No.” She shook her head, starting to feel really stupid having this conversation in her current position. “I mean, I wanted to try it. I’d always been curious. Afterwards, well, I’ve never really had a desire to repeat the experience.”

Hunter ran his hand up and down her buttocks. “But you’re not saying no to me.”

“No, I’m not.” She was willing to try again. For him.

“Thank you, baby. I promise you’ll be well prepped before I take this ass.”

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