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“I want you, my love. More than anything. But…” I rubbed a hand down my face.

“But?” she pressed.

“I don’t think you’re ready for me.”

At that, her eyebrows rose in what appeared to be a challenge. “Are you super big? Because my vagina is fully equipped to handle big cocks, let me tell you. This isn’t my first rodeo, cowboy.”

I frowned. “No...I mean yes, it’s big...I mean...look, I don’t want you talking about any cocks near you or inside you that’s not one of ours. Got it?” My tone turned unintentionally authoritative, but the mere thought of someone kissing her, loving her,touchingher, made me see red.

Her breath hitched at my voice, eyes flaring with desire and carnal hunger.

My own breath caught at the wanton expression on her face. Addie hadlikedwhen I had commanded her. My skin heated, a blazing inferno growing inside me, and my balls clenched painfully.

“I’m not like the others,” I said slowly, carefully, gauging her reaction. She tilted her head to the side curiously but otherwise did not react. Face flaming, I added, “I like control.”

“Control,” she repeated.

I nodded once. “Being in control of your pleasure and my own. What I like to do requires a certain level of trust-”

“I trust you,” she broke in, and my lips curled.

I wanted to resist, but she was standing before me like some decadent treat. A forbidden fruit.

Her eyes were hooded with desire, her thighs rubbing together to alleviate the tension, and I knew there was no denying her.

What my queen wanted, my queen would get.

“At any time you want me to stop, say so,” I told her hoarsely. The whimper she released was music to my ears. “Now, be a good girl and get on the bed.”

With a coy smile on her lips, Addie did as instructed.

My eyes trailed over her perfect form, those heaving breasts just begging to be sucked, the wetness seeping through her panties.

“You’re so wet for me,” I murmured huskily.

That small hand of hers trailed down her stomach and towards her pussy. Before she could touch herself, I draped my body over hers and kissed her senseless. That same hand fisted in my red hair, tangling the strands.

I allowed her to. For now.

Soon, she would learn what she could and couldn’t touch without my permission.

“Do you trust me?” I whispered against her mouth. Chest heaving, she nodded. “I need words, Addie, or else this isn’t going to work.”

“Yes, I trust you,” she rasped. Nodding seriously, I moved from the bed, ignoring her cry of protest, and grabbed two of my clean shirts from my suitcase. They weren’t ideal, but they would have to do until I could get adequate supplies.

My breath left me at the thought of Addie in a sex store with me.

Shit.

Returning to the bed, I raised both of her hands above her head and used the first shirt to tie them together. My good girl didn’t struggle.

I had feared, with her past, she would be hesitant about being tied up and dominated. I may have loved this type of sex, but I loved Addie more. I would’ve been more than willing to give up this control in order to be with her.

But having her at my mercy…

Fuck me. This was every fantasy I’d ever had come to life.

“You need to rely on your senses,” I told her as I used the second shirt as a makeshift blindfold. “Your hearing.” I caressed her cheek with my lips before moving to her sensitive earlobe. Nibbling once, I sat back, watching her. Her lips were parted as she panted. “Your smell.” I leaned back down to lick from the tip of her nose to between her eyes, stopping before I reached the blindfold.