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Chapter Twenty

Kayla couldn’t wrench her eyes off him. He looked so masculine and sexy, lying across from her. The lights from the lanterns made shadows dance across the walls as the sun went down. It might have made her nervous if he hadn’t been there with her. She’d never felt so safe in her life.

It also seemed to feel more intimate with the darkness that surrounded them. It was like they were the only two people in the world.

“Are you done, Baby?” he asked.

She nodded. She’d been hungry when they pulled up to the house, but her need for food was replaced by the hunger for him that twisted her insides, and it made her body feel like a flame was building inside her.

She watched him put the things back into the basket and set it on the floor beside the bed. When he turned back to her, the air got caught in her throat at the huge, masculine, dominant man.

He gripped her ankles, straightened her legs, and pulled her off balance, so she fell to her back. Her heart felt like it would burst from her chest when he came over her. His hips twisted, making a space between her thighs, and he braced most of his weight off her with his arms.

“Tonight, you’ll become mine, and you’ll stay that way for the rest of our lives. If you have doubts or questions, you need to talk about them now.”

She studied his face. She did have doubts, but they were not the ones he was thinking about. “I have a question.”

He pressed his lower half against hers, letting her feel the edge of his cock.

“What, Little Sub?” he asked.

“What if I can’t be what you need?” she said.

His brows snapped together. “You’re already everything I have dreamed about.”

“But we haven’t had sex, and I don’t have a lot of experience, and then there is the submission. What if I’m not really a sub? Could you still see yourself with me if I wasn’t?”

He smiled gently. “Baby, I know you’re a submissive. I’ve been a dom for a long time, and I can pick out the real ones and the ones that just want to play-act for a night. As far as the sex goes, it’s my job to make it good.”

She was still doubtful but didn’t know what to do.

“Do you trust me?” he asked.

“Yes.” She didn’t have to think about it because she knew she had trusted him from the beginning.

“Then put yourself in my hands.”

Kayla exhaled and then nodded. “Okay.”

“Good girl.”

She watched as his head descended, and then every thought in her head splintered, and all she was able to do was feel. His mouth took hers with a gentleness she hadn’t expected, and it made her body tingle.

The kiss seemed to go on for a long time before he moved down, nipping and licking her neck. She was unaware that he’d unbuttoned the top until she felt air flow against her skin.

“Fuck, you are the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen,” he murmured before sucking her nipple into his mouth with only her bra between them.

“Please.” She knew she needed something. She just didn’t know what.

“Relax. I’ll take care of you.”

He pulled her shirt from her body and tossed it onto the floor before lifting her torso off the mattress to unsnap her bra. That followed her shirt, and it left her in only her skirt and panties.

He started kissing her again. She was vaguely aware of something tugging at her skirt, and then she heard a tearing sound and realized it was her panties.

“You will not wear panties again.”

She stared up at him and then nodded.

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