This next excerpt goes beyond the kiss, this is where my characters begin to give into the sexual attraction they have for each other and negotiate their time together.
“We still have things to discuss.” The tightness in her voice made her legs quiver.
“There's nothing to discuss. You've made your decision.”
Her jaw dropped but before she could react to his words, she found herself pinned up against the house, his lips on hers and she melted into his embrace.
His lips were firm and demanding. No, asking, as his tongue thrust between her teeth, seeking hers out. Without thought, her tongue tangled with his, dueling with him, fighting for control. But he took over with a powerful thrust and her heart sped up.
“Today, we talk. If you're still here in the morning, then I'll know you've accepted my terms.”
Angie crossed her arms over her chest and let out a huff. “Haven't I agreed already?”
“There's one thing I won't allow and that's for a woman to be here without full consensual knowledge about what she's getting into.”
“Okay, I'm game.” She sat back looking like a queen on a throne and Jared had to hide a smile. She was perfect for him, spunky and daring.
“How submissive are you willing to be?”
She tensed. Oh, she tried not to show it, but his degree in sexual psychology allowed him to notice the subtle signs—her fingers gripping the wicker chair arms, the tightening of her lips and the way her breathing changed.
When she didn't answer, he continued, “Understand this, I'm a Dominant through and through. If you're going to stay here with me, you have to accept that.”
“In the bedroom?” she asked with a slight uncertainty in her voice.
“In all manners where sex and sensuality are concerned.” He crossed his arms over his chest.
The goose bumps on her arms made him smile, then the tiny little shiver making its way through her body. Her hips shifted ever so slightly and he hid a grin.
“I can accept your dominance in the bedroom.” Triumph surged through him before he tapped it down.
“We will have a play word. The minute I say this word, it means I'm now your Master. It won't matter where we are, once I say the word, I'm in control of you. Be it in the bedroom, here on the porch, in the dining room, anywhere. And when I say it a second time, our play is over, again no matter where we are.”
“I want a safe word,” she demanded.
Jared fought against showing surprise. So she wasn't uneducated about the BDSM world. How interesting. “Naturally, I would never play without one.”
“Communication is important. If you're feeling uncomfortable in any position I put you in, if you feel any pain or if there is something you absolutely don't want to do, you must use your safe word. Nothing else will make me stop.” He paused, but she only nodded. “You will tell me how I'm making you feel at all times. I want to know I'm turning you on, making you hot, or when you're about to climax.”
Again, her hips shifted on the chair. She was already turned on. Very good, she was responsive to him and they hadn't even started yet.
“Our play word is saddle up and your safe word is tiger.”
Her head jerked when he said the word. While he wasn't planning on doing anything yet, he wanted her full attention, needed to see if she would keep her word.
“Take your panties off.”
Color flooded her cheeks, but she didn't hesitate. She managed to take her underwear off without giving him a show. She dropped them onto the porch next to her chair, on top of her bra.
“Now tell me, how many men have you had sex with?” He leaned back in his chair.
“I'm twenty-eight, not eighteen. How the hell do I know?”
“I'm thirty-two and I've had sex with fifteen women. How many?”
“Fifty.” Her sarcastic tone came through loud and clear.
Damn spunky woman. While he admired her fire, the little liar would submit to him. “Unbutton your blouse.”
Her hands didn't budge.
“If you can't obey me, Angie, then this is over.” He stood up, disappointed she couldn‟t take such a simple order from him and submit.
“Damn bossy man,” she muttered beneath her breath, but she unbuttoned her blouse.
“I'm the man you need.” He held his breath while hers grew rapid. He waited until she finished then said, “Now spread it open, bare your tits to me.”
Her fingers trembled as she followed his directions. Walking behind her, he gazed down at her bare chest. Magnificent pale globes met his gaze. In this position, he could see her breathing wasn't quite steady from her excitement, but her body was reacting. Already her nipples growing hard.
“Have you ever been tied up?”
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