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Suddenly, he flipped the front closure of her bra open and cupped her full and heavy breast in the palm of his hand.

She dropped her head back and closed her eyes, unable to deny herself this pleasure.

“Watch,” he commanded, his tone compelling her to obey without question.

She watched as he pinched and rolled the nipple between his thumb and index finger.

“Look at how your body responds to my touch. If you’ll trust me I can make you feel things you’ve never believed were possible.”

Before she could respond, he bent his head, flicked her nipple with his tongue, then caught the hard nub between his teeth. Further thought became impossible as she gasped at the pleasurable pinching sensation and her sex clenched in response, signaling its approval. Heat seeped from her nipple, through her breast and straight to her core. His www.samhainpublishing.com 41

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hand slid from her breast, along her stomach and down the front of her lace panties until he was under her, cupping her.

Without conscious awareness of her actions, she ground herself down onto him, seeking relief from the pulsing desire and internal ache. His chuckle startled her and she brought the embarrassing gyrating action to an immediate halt.

Using the hand he’d cupped her with, he tipped her chin up and forced her to make eye contact. She smelled her arousal on his fingers and saw his nostrils flare as he also caught the scent.

“Give me control, and I’ll take care of the itch you need scratched.” His voice sounded as if rocks rattled around in his vocal box.

Once again, reminded of his arrogance and domineering nature, fire of a different kind erupted. Through clenched teeth, she said, “I can scratch my own itch, thank you very much. I don’t need you.”

The hand knotted in her hair gave a slight tug, a reminder of her position, while the thumb and forefinger of his other hand clamped down on her nipple. Hard. “Not right now you can’t,” he said, as the evil grin slid back into place. “But tell me you’ll be mine for this weekend, that you’ll turn yourself over to me completely, and I’ll let you come.”

What the hell was wrong with her? She shouldn’t be further turned on by his words and actions, but she was. She should be climbing off his lap and telling him to go to hell.

Instead, she was panting and working her hips in a circle, trying to grind down onto him harder.

She’d always been drawn to strong, alpha types and assumed it came from growing up in the testosterone-driven world of the NHRA. But, having learned the hard way the overbearing alpha type wasn’t to be trusted, she only dated men who were “too nice” and who she could control. Not physically, but emotionally and within the context of their relationship.

But those men didn’t do anything for her. They didn’t cause her blood to boil and her heart to feel like it was going to explode. They didn’t cause the internal flood she now 42

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experienced and they’d never, not one time, made her contemplate dropping to her knees and agreeing to do anything they said.

Adam made her feel all those things. And more.

The need to come battled with the need to remain in control. Her small internal voice encouraged,
trust Adam
. If she told him to stop he would. And she knew unequivocally, he’d never hurt her, at least not physically.

And if she went along with him she would get a male-induced, instead of self-induced, orgasm. Shit, looking at it that way what did she have to lose? “Fine. Fine. I’ll do whatever you want. Just let me come.”

His eyebrow popped up and an amused expression crossed his face as molten lava shot through her nipple and down to her sex.
Jesus Christ
, did he have a vise clamped on her nipple? “I think you’re forgetting who’s in control.” He released his grip and cool air brushed over the inflamed skin. Gentling his touch, he massaged the tender flesh and said, “
Ask
me for what you need.”

She bit her tongue and forced heavy breaths through her nose. Doing what he wanted was one thing. Begging him for it was completely different. She had a shower massager.

She could take care of herself. She’d been doing it for a long time and there wasn’t a need to stop now.

But her hard-headed resolve quickly melted as he bent his head and took the throbbing nipple into his mouth. As he sucked and laved, gently soothing the sting, she thought,
well hell, my shower massager can’t do this
. She pushed herself into him more fully and wrapped her hands around his head, pulling him into her.

He stopped and pulled back. “Before we go any farther, I’m going to give you a safeword. Actually, a few of them. When I’m doing something you like, like now, or you want more, you can say ‘green’. Although, I’ll already know by your body’s reaction, and I’ll decide if you get more of it or not. If I’m doing something that’s uncomfortable, or too much, say ‘yellow’ and I’ll ease off.” He flashed a snarky grin which showed perfect, white teeth. “By the way, a little aside, I hate the color yellow so don’t wear it while I’m around.”

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As she struggled to switch gears and keep up with his bizarre train of thought, he grew serious and his grin disappeared. “If I’m doing anything you don’t like, or can’t handle, say ‘red’ and I’ll stop immediately. Do you understand?” When she gave a brief nod he said, “I don’t ever want to really hurt you. I want to bring you more pleasure than you’ve ever experienced, and I think I can, but I need you to always be honest with me and tell me what you’re thinking and feeling.”

She studied his expression, absorbing his sincerity and…what? It wasn’t concern. It was more along the lines of…affection. He was looking at her like she was the most important thing in the world and her chest constricted to the point where breathing became impossible.

“I want you to give me everything, Nikki.” The charged seriousness of his tone caused her to become even more alert to his touch and words. “I want you to share every fantasy and desire. Every fear. I want to fulfill those desires and make your fantasies reality. And I want to help you overcome your fears.

“I’ve watched you on dates, and you walk all over those men. None of them have been tough enough to stand up to you. To give you what you crave. What you need. I can.” He cupped her jaw in his palm. “You fight to control every aspect of your life. But dammit, in this give me control.”

She dropped her head and squeezed her eyes shut. He made it seem so easy. Like some fairy tale, let go and let him handle it. But when she let go of the reins bad things happened.

If she’d still been in control of ordering and checking car parts, maybe her dad’s accident wouldn’t have happened. If she hadn’t let the guys on the crew talk her in to partying the night before, she might have been aware of what was happening with her own car last year. She might have been able to stop before the breather blew into a million shreds and took her out, as well as her competitor. And, of course, had she remained in control the night of her high school graduation, she wouldn’t have lost her virginity under such undesirable circumstances.

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Adam tipped up her chin and held her in place as he whispered, “Open your eyes. No hiding from me. Nothing. Ever.”

Compelled by the commanding tenderness in his voice, she did as he asked.

He kissed her cheek, the corners of her mouth, then lightly brushed his lips across hers. “I don’t want to control any other part of your life.” He chuckled. “I don’t know shit about racing.” He grew serious again. “But I do know you. Let me take care of you. Let me love you.”

His last words were barely audible but she felt them like a punch to the gut. She drew in deep breaths, trying to get air into her lungs but the passageways seemed to be blocked. She felt the sizzling in her chest, a warning sign of the impending panic attack closing in on her. He seemed to be talking about more than this one weekend and something about his tone and the look in his eyes made her think this encompassed more than sex.

But what exactly was he saying?

Why her? Why now?

Before she asked the torrent of questions running through her mind, or succumbed to the panic welling up inside her, he pressed his mouth to hers and kissed her long and hard. His lips were commanding. His tongue demanded entrance into her mouth and once granted, it set about claiming her completely.

She was vaguely aware of him standing, her cradled in his arms, legs still wrapped around his waist, but she was too lost in the kiss to process him turning and laying her on the bed until she felt the cool satin comforter against her back. He rested the curve of her ass at the edge of the bed and knelt in front of her, hooking her knees over his shoulders.

She shifted and squirmed, embarrassed to be spread open before him like a buffet and to have him looking at her like she was the dessert he didn’t get at dinner.

He took a deep breath and his nostrils flared. “You are so fucking beautiful,” he said, his voice rough and ragged. “You have no idea how badly I want to rip these panties off you and sink my cock into you until I’m buried balls deep.”

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She groaned and involuntarily thrust her hips. There wasn’t any point in playing this game anymore, not even with herself. It was obvious she wanted him as much as he claimed to want her. Why not go for it and enjoy the experience? “If that’s the case, why aren’t you doing it?”

“Because tonight isn’t about a quick, mindless fuck. It’s about making you understand what a relationship with me would be like.”

She tried to process the word “relationship”, meaning more long-term than this weekend, but as she tried to get her mind around the idea, he slid his hands to the inside of her thighs and forced her legs even wider. Cool air rushing against her heated core, as well as knowing his mouth was mere inches away, caused further thought to become impossible. And unimportant.

He nipped at the sensitive skin inside her knee then slid his tongue along her inner thigh, stopping short of the edge of her soaked panties. He slipped his fingers under the lace and pulled the fabric to one side, exposing her to his view and touch.

She wiggled and squirmed, uncomfortable with the intimacy and wanting to edge away from him, but also craving his touch and wanting to scoot closer. He bent his elbow and readjusted his position, still holding her panties out of the way while his arm lay across her stomach, anchoring her in place. The fingers of his other hand flicked her swollen, sensitive clit, causing her to rock her hips and moan.

In one quick motion, he thrust his tongue into her. Once. Twice. The sensation was so intense she practically flew off the bed. He curled his tongue and pulled it through her swollen lips to her clit, where he nipped harshly then stroked the sting away with a soft caress. As he gave one long draw on her clit, she bucked and arched and cried out.

Nothing had ever felt this good.

And then he stopped.

“There’s one more thing we need to cover before I’ll let you come.”

Thank God
.
Anything
.

“In the bedroom, you will do as I say without question. And you’ll call me Sir.

Starting now.”

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Okay, anything, except that.

“One word is all it’s going to take. Call me Sir and I’ll give you what you want.”

“Never,” she growled, as she fought to dislodge him. With a quick yank, he disposed of her panties and began a full oral assault. He flicked his tongue across her swollen clit.

He nipped and sucked and buried his tongue deep, leaving her breathless and quivering.

She grabbed his head to hold him in place, determined to make him finish what he’d started. But before she knew what was happening, he was sitting over her, tying her wrists together with the remnants of her panties. He scooped her up, dropped her in the middle of the bed so her outstretched arms reached the headboard, and tied her to the frame.

“What the fuck are you doing?” she gasped, shocked.

Completely unfazed by her rant, he sat back and watched her struggle. Sweeping his boiling hot gaze down her body, he whispered, “My God. Bound to the bed like this, you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” He stroked a finger between her breasts and down her stomach. “You’re struggling with yourself more than you are those bindings. Stop fighting, yourself and me, and let go.”

The annoying small voice whispered in her ear,
you know he’s right
. But she didn’t want him to be right, and she sure didn’t want to be a weakling and submit.

When she remained quiet but continued to struggle, although admittedly not terribly hard, he slid two fingers inside and went straight for her G-spot. She gasped and thrashed while her hips took up a natural pounding rhythm against his hand.

“Say it, Nikki. Sir. That’s all it’s going to take and I’ll let you come.”

She didn’t need him to let her come. She rocked her hips, making his hand hit where she wanted it most. She was close. So close. Almost there.

His fingers stopped moving.

Fury whipped through her and she tried to fight her way free again, only to have her legs restrained by his strong hands. Suddenly, he was kneeling between her legs again, combining the magic of his tongue, teeth, lips and hands, taking her to the edge of what www.samhainpublishing.com 47

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would surely be a cataclysmic orgasm. She stood, perched at the edge, ready to tumble over.

And he stopped.

She shrieked with frustration and thrashed her head from side to side. Desperate for release she finally stooped to pleading. “Please,” she begged. “Please, please make me come.”

“You have all the control, Nikki.”

She snarled and raised her head, wanting to look him in the eye when she told him to go to hell, but she stopped short when she saw the tender and sincere look on his face.