Page 29 of Dauntless

“And she’s my friend, and I love her,” Dane replied and bit into his bottom lip. “But I sense your worry isn’t just about that. Are you worried about how Elliott feels?”

I peered at him through my eyelashes. “I am.”

He bobbed his head a few times. “Trust me when I say Elliott is okay with us having sex.”

I bit my lip. Was I making a big deal of it? After all, we weren’t committed. “I care about you both. I just don’t want to hurt either one of you.”

“You won’t,” Dane assured. “What is it you want?”

I exhaled. “Yes, Dane. I’ll be with you.”

His face softened into a smile making the knot that formed in my stomach ease. He didn’t hesitate but took my hand firmly and pulled me along up the stone stairs to his bedroom. Right on the other side of the door, he stopped. I didn’t resist when he stripped off all my clothes.

“Stay right there,” he instructed as he placed them on a chair. The room was still dim, but warm enough that I didn’t chill at my nakedness. The balance of power between us shifted, and I was vulnerable but open to his command the way Dane liked for me to be. If I were to be honest with myself, I liked it.

My heart jolted, and my pulse pounded as his gaze slowly and seductively scanned me from head to toe. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. Your beauty goes beyond your physical body. It’s the way you lead your business. The sacrifices you make for those you care about. That’s part of your beauty.”

I calmed and took a deep breath. “I may be hurting, but I’m determined to get past this.”

“That makes you stunning,” he said and brushed a gentle kiss on my lips before letting me go. His long fingers slid sensuously over my bare arm before closing around my wrist and binding them together with a piece of fabric. “I want to give you a positive experience of surrendering control.” He moved behind me, and I shivered as he kissed across my shoulders and ran his tongue up the nape of my neck. “I find it hard not to touch you.”

He ran his hands possessively over my breasts, pinching my nipples, which became stiffened and pointed. Breathing hard, I moaned from the pinching pain of his thumbs and forefinger, feeling my entire body clench. Then his hands glided down my waist, just stopping low on the curve of my hips, then moving down between my legs, pulling them apart, grinding his hard erection behind his jeans into my skin.

I moaned as heat flooded between my legs, and I gasped when he pressed two fingers inside but kept them still. He torturously slid the pad of his thumb against my swelling clit.

My impatience grew quick, and I wasn’t above begging. “Dane, fuck me, now.”

“Oh, I will,” he teased me, biting down lightly on my neck. He pushed a third finger inside and mercifully pumped into me. “Fuck my fingers, like you want me to fuck you.”

Our breaths grew heavier My inner muscles clenched around his fingers as I swiveled my hips to ride. My head fell back in bliss as he worked his fingers in and out of me, but this wasn’t enough. Dane was ready for more.

I complied with a smile, adoring the romance of his action. He swept me off my feet and laid me on the bed.

“I love the way you smile,” Dane praised. “Raise your arms and leave them up,” he commanded.

Lifting my joined hands above my head, he tied them to the wooden slats along the headboard. Then he straddled my hips before reaching over to a side panel and surprised me by pulling out a ball gag. With my heart pounding against my ribs, I took in a ragged breath. I was too turned on and too curious to panic. Besides Dane had earned my trust. I was so sure he wouldn’t harm me.

He fastened the leather strap to the back of my head, the silicone ball rested comfortably between my lips.

“Don’t come, or I’ll punish you.” He warned, his voice turning severe.

It was right then I heard the buzzing sound of a vibrator before I saw it. I shuddered as the concentrated sensation sent waves of intense sensation coursed through me as he pressed it right against my clitoris shooting me right up to the edge of climax. Rapt by the quickness of my predicaments, my pulse pounded in my ears. Oh, my God. There was no way I could stop myself from coming.

My eyes widened frantically as I shook, my whimpers silenced around the gag blocking my speech. It didn’t matter though once I looked at Dane. His pupils were dilated as he watched and studied my every move. I whimpered as he switched the vibrator from a high to a lower intensity.

I fought to hold on, but I could feel the ripple of pleasure through my body.

The buzzing stopped, and my skin went hot, as I spasmed. I braced myself, my lungs screamed for air, so sure he was going to strike my slick folds now to punish me.

He moved up to my head and wiped my chin. His expression, wicked. “Watching you try not to come made me hard.”

Dane took off his clothes and climbed on top of me.

He slammed into me. “You want me to fuck you hard, Gia?”

I moaned with a scream of pleasure. I did want him to, oh so much.

He was unmerciful, relentless, pulling out to the crown of his cock, then pushing in to the hilt, in hot, fast, deep thrusts.

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