Lose Control (3 page)

Chapter Four

Myles silently stalked across the tiled floor
to where Cassie stood with her back toward him and was placing her towel on the
poolside chaise. A small black strap of material ran across her bare shoulder
blades, and below, a wrap was tied at her hip hiding her luscious ass from his
view.

Nothing had changed. Cassie was still
the type who wouldn’t simply do as she was told. She was the type to do the
exact opposite because she could. It was that stubborn defiance and independent
streak that had his cock twitching in his swim trunks.

Myles could only hope she was ready to
handle what came next. His past had proven without a doubt not everyone could,
and it was the exact reason why he was upfront about the type of lover he was
before taking a woman to his bed. Changing wasn’t an option. He’d tried once,
failed miserably, and learned the hard way that no matter how much someone
tried to suppress their true nature, it always revealed itself in the end. He’d
come to terms—more like found a common ground—with his desires, what he
hungered for, and the man he was a long time ago. Hopefully, the beautiful
woman who had turned around and was now standing before him with her eyes
trained on his would be able to accept him, too.

Not saying anything, he placed the palm
of his hand flat against her chest and slowly moved downward. His eyes followed
as he brushed against the swell of her breasts, watching her nipples harden and
push against the thin fabric covering them. He trailed lower over her flat stomach,
reveling in the softness of her skin and how his touch caused her breathing to
become labored. When he got to the wrap, he ran his finger under the hem and tugged
with enough force to make her hips jerked forward. His hand went to the small
of her back, pulling her into him, while the other tugged on a fistful of hair,
causing a slight gasp to escape her lips. Leaning forward, he pushed his chest
against hers to arch her back slightly as he held her immobile and hovered just
inches above her. “I’m quite sure I was clear in my instructions. You were to
wear nothing but your suit.”

Cassie’s tongue darted out to wet her
lips before she answered. “It’s a set. The wrap came with the bikini.”

“Are you telling me it was innocent
mistake? That you didn’t wittingly defy me?”

There was a glint in her eyes as her
mouth took on a smug smile. “I would
never
do that.”

Myles tightly grasped her ass and pushed
his now hard cock against her. “Oh, I doubt that. I think you knew exactly what
you were doing and wanted to see how I would react. What I would do.”

Cassie groaned under him and tried to
move her hips against his. He held her tighter, digging his fingers into her
plump cheek and effectively stopping her movements. “You’re about to find out
exactly what I plan on doing. But first know, your body is mine to command. You
will ask my permission to touch, feel, or move in any way. The pleasure you
will experience is mine to give and when you come, it will only be when I’m
ready to let you do so. Do you understand?”

Indecision flashed in her eyes and her
mouth opened as if to say something, only to quickly shut again. Myles couldn’t
tell if the hesitancy he was watching play out across her features was that
rebellious nature of hers snapping to attention, ready to challenge his demands,
or if what he had just laid out was making Cassie rethink her decision to be
with him. Not knowing was causing a knot to form in his gut. He would stop if
she asked, but every part of him was screaming to take her, to make her his. He
needed an answer and he needed it now.

“When I ask you a question, I expect an
immediate and honest reply. I need to know what you are thinking and how you
are feeling at all times, Cassie. Answer me. Do you understand everything I’ve
said? What I expect? How I
am
the one
in control?”

Cassie swallowed hard and nodded before
she gave voice to her answer. “Yes, I understand.”

Myles searched her eyes, looking for any
warning sign, any indication there were any lingering doubts—or worse, fear—as
he gave her one last chance to say no. He roughly ground his hard length into
her and asked, “Do you still want this? Want me? The way I want it?”

Cassie groaned in response and whispered
the one word he’d been waiting for. “Yes.”

Myles immediately fisted her hair
tighter and closed the distance between them to claim her mouth in a punishing
kiss. He thrust his tongue between her lips, demanding her submission, and when
she surrendered, he greedily swept in to take what he wanted. He explored and
tasted, sucked and stroked her tongue with a fevered pace that left them both
panting when he broke the connection.

Standing her up, he stepped back and watched
as her desire-filled eyes drifted down to where his hard-on was pushing against
the confines of his trunks. When she found what she was looking for, her tongue
darted out to wet her lips a second before she drew the bottom one between her
teeth.
Christ.
The woman was going to
be his undoing. The lustful look she was giving his cock was enough for him to
pull it out and tell her to get on her knees. Fucking her mouth might not have
been part of his plans for the evening, but with the way she was devouring him
with her eyes, he was going to make sure those beautiful full lips were wrapped
around him before the night was through. Just not now.

         
“Cassie.” Myles added a sharpness to
his tone to grab her attention and remind her where her focus should be. When
her eyes flew up to meet his, he continued. “Does it excite you knowing my cock
is hard? Are you getting wet imaging what I will feel like inside of you?” When
she nodded, he reminded her. “Words, Cassie. Say it.”

 
A
mix of frustration and need dripped from her voice, when she spoke. “Yes, I’m
wet. I’ve been wet all day waiting for this. For you.”

 
Myles inwardly groaned at her statement. She
wasn’t the only one who’d been waiting. “Would you like it if I turned you
around, bent you over, and took you from behind? Is that what you want? Do you
want me to fuck you, Cassie?”

“God, yes.”

Myles took a step forward and clasped
her chin between his fingers. “Make no mistake, I
am
going to fuck you. I’m going to bury myself inside of you and
stroke your hot, wet pussy until you are screaming and begging for your
release. But that’s only going to happen when I’m ready, and not before we
address the matter of your punishment.”

Cassie whimpered at being denied, and he
bent down to run his tongue along her bottom lip before nipping at the tender
flesh, silently reassuring the pleasure would come. That he wouldn’t leave her
unsatisfied.

He released her chin. “Take the wrap
off.”

Myles stepped back again to watch as she
untied the knot, allowing the material to fall to the floor and exposing the bottom
of her suit. The small black triangle was attached to two strings that ran
around to her back and fell perfectly at the flare of her hips, accentuating
her curves and making his mouth go dry. Anxious to see what still remained
hidden, he continued. “Now the top.”

Wordlessly, Cassie reached up to undo the
front clasp and let that drop, too. Full, heavy breasts with pert pink nipples
came into his view, begging for his touch. “Christ, you’re gorgeous. Come
here.”

She moved closer, obeying his command. Myles
instantly rewarded her by cupping the underside of her breasts as he descended
upon them. He ran his tongue around her nipple, flicking the tip before drawing
it into his mouth to suck and nibble. Deep, husky moans reached his ears a beat
before he felt the weight of her hand on the back of his head, trying to pull
him closer. Sucking hard and then releasing her nipple with a popping sound, he
reached up to pull her hand down and straightened. “There’s no touching unless
you ask permission. Place your arms behind your back and grasp your wrists to
make sure you won’t make the mistake again.”

“But what you were doing felt so good, I
couldn’t help myself.” Cassie flashed him a seductive smile and slowly began to
run her finger down his chest. “Please, Myles. I want to touch you. Let me try
to make you feel good, too.”

Myles smiled. Always the rule breaker,
wasn’t she? Catching her hand in his before the blazing trail her soft touch
was leaving on his skin persuaded him to break them with her, he said. “Now do
as I say or the next step will be me restraining you where you can’t move at
all. Arms behind your back.”

Cassie bit on her bottom lip as
indecision once again flashed over her features. That stubborn streak was going
to get her into trouble. Myles almost wished she would argue with him. The
thought of having her tied, immobile and completely under his control, had what
little blood was left in him rushing straight to his cock.

Making her decision, she nodded and
placed her hands behind her. The movement caused her breasts to rise and jut
out, beckoning him to return to what he was doing. Myles bent forward and
wrapped his mouth around the neglected nipple. He licked and sucked and teased
until Cassie was arching her back into him, panting for more.

Myles gave one last flick and moved up,
methodically biting and licking as he leisurely made his way to his
destination. She shuddered each time he scraped his teeth and swirled his tongue
against her skin. When he got to her neck, he nibbled on the sensitive flesh,
eliciting a deep moan to escape her lips as her head fell to the side, exposing
more of the area. Myles continued his exploration and moved lower to the hollow
between her neck and collarbone where her pulse beat a rapid rhythm against his
lips.

“Please, Myles.”

Her breathless plea prompted him to stop
and whisper against her ear. “Please what?”

“Please, fuck me. Fuck me now. I can’t
take much more. You’ve punished me enough.”
 

Myles closed his eyes and took a long,
steadying breath. Cassie begging him, pleading with him to take her was playing
havoc with the restraint he prided himself in. He never lost control. In fact,
he did what was necessary to make sure he never even came close. This sudden willingness
to loosen the tight hold he held himself in check with was a temptation he
shouldn’t even be considering. Taking another breath, he buried the feeling as
quickly as it surfaced and leaned back to face her. “I haven’t begun to punish
you. Turn around.”
 

When she turned, he placed his hand between
her shoulder blades and gently pushed. “Bend over, hold on to the handles of
the chair, and spread your legs.”

Myles clenched and unclenched his fists
while he watched Cassie’s long hair cascade across her shoulders and fall
around her face as the line of her back drifted lower and her firm ass rose. The
picture she created before him—vulnerable, exposed, and so unbelievably fucking
sexy—had him strung tight and ready to break. But when his eyes finally
registered the thin piece of material that didn’t even come close to covering where
the globes of her ass met, he felt himself snap.

She wore that to the beach? That wasn’t
a bathing suit. The damn thing was barely a step above a thong, exposing every
inch of soft, white skin on her perfectly rounded backside. Myles didn’t have
to think hard to imagine the effect it would have on every man she sashayed
past. Possessive jealousy rippled through him at the thought of other men
drooling over her and being able to get a glimpse of what he was seeing right
now.
Mine
. The word shouted in his
head as a fierce need to stake his claim overtook him. It wasn’t about staying
in control anymore. It was about him showing her she fucking belonged to him.
And by the time he was done, she was going to know just that.

Myles hooked his finger under the flimsy
piece of material and ripped it in two.

Cassie’s head flew around. “Hey. What
the hell do you—”

A warning rumbled low in his chest, cutting
off her words. “What am I doing, Cassie? Is that what you want to know? You
disobeyed me. What do you think is going to happen next?” Myles placed himself
at an angle, wrapping one arm around her abdomen to support and keep her still as
his other hand came to rest on her ass. “You’re going to remember who commands
this body. I’m going to fucking make sure of it.”

Wide, shocked eyes looked back at him.
“You wouldn’t.”

“I would and will.”

Myles lifted his palm and bought it down
to connect with her flesh in a stinging slap. The startled gasp that escaped
her lips quickly turned into a moan as he kneaded the reddened area with his
one hand while the other found her clit to circle the bundle of nerves with his
finger. Her juices slicked his movement as waves of heat engulfed his hand,
causing a moan to lodge in his own throat. So hot and wet. So ready for more.

Myles stopped what he was doing to start
over. He slapped her again, rubbed the flaming red skin, and circled her clit. She
bucked her hips as a strangled cry vibrated out of her mouth and traveled down
his body to fist around his cock in a tight grip. He stilled, trying to catch
his breath and regain control before he came right there and then.