Page 17 of Irresistible Little Ivy

He was unfairly good looking.

Jennifer practically melted as Caleb said in his smooth as sex voice, “We’re role playing. I’m Ivy’s big brother’s best friend who is supposed to keep an eye on her. Of course I’m a bad influence and plan on corrupting her completely, so keep that in mind.”

Giggling madly, Jennifer gave my arm a soft slap. “Oh my gosh, you had me worried that either he was your Dom and you were in big trouble, or he was someone I needed to alert the staff about.”

Caleb and Jennifer laughed while I muttered that someone should alert the staff about Caleb, because he was a menace.

Clearing her throat, Jennifer made a visible gesture of shaking out her body. “Okay, big brother’s best friend who is going to corrupt her, got it. How fun!”

At the front of the class, one of the professors drew back a red velvet curtain with silver tassels, revealing the raised stage. On it sat two chairs and a sofa, all normal and unremarkable. Made of tan leather, comfortable with a scattering of corduroy cushions of various shades of brown. A large light wood table sat before the couch, with only the legs visible.

The rest of the table was covered in a thick black sheet.

There was no way of knowing what lay beneath, but my attention was drawn away from the stage when Caleb leaned over and whispered, “Take off your jacket.”

“No, it’s cold in here,” I protested, but that was lie.

The room was nice and toasty, perfect for being naked in.

My imagination spun through all the ways I wanted to be naked with Caleb.

Even if he was a jerk.

“Shouldn’t you be sitting with your friend over there?” I said while returning my gaze to the stage.

“Jealous?” he asked softly, then scooted his chair closer to mine until we were practically touching. “No need to be. She’s a friend of mine from years ago.”

“Right,” I said as I tried to look over his shoulder at her, but he moved his head, intercepting my gaze.

The intense look Caleb gave me made my pussy clench as he said in a firm tone, “Ivy, let me make one thing very clear right now. I don’t play relationship games like that. I would never make you jealous on purpose. I’m a one-woman Dom and I think I’ve made my intentions pretty clear. I want you. And I don’t mean that in a casual way. I want to own, possess, and devour you, beautiful Ivy. My body lights up like I’m getting a low-level electrical shock every time I’m around you.” He trailed his fingertips over my arm, and no doubt caught my quick inhalation as my skin tingled. “I think you feel it too.”

Before I could respond, he encircled his hand around my throat, above the thick silvery chain with its empty silver ring. Pressing lightly on my pulse, he leaned forward and stroked his lips over my cheek in a feathery soft touch that had all kinds of sensations exploding through me. Without a doubt he could feel how my heart had sped up, and when he gently bit my earlobe, I moaned as best I could with his hand on my throat.

Abruptly he released me, and I nearly fell out of my seat before I gathered my senses.

Standing, Caleb said, “Think about it. I’ve got to go, I’m helping out as an assistant for this class. If you’re a good girl, I might call on you for a demonstration. What’s your safe word?”

My mouth went dry as I said, “Tribe.”

“Got it. If I ask you if you’d like to play with me as part of a demonstration, you don’t have to safeword out. Simply say no. We aren’t under any formal agreement, other than the deliciously forbidden little sister and the man who wants to debauch her.” He winked then walked away, his bubble butt working his faded jeans. “Are you going to be a good girl?”

“No,” I replied with a slow smile.

The naughty girl part of me wanted to see how far I could push him.

To know what would happen if I went too far.

I needed to know if he could dominate me before I agreed to anything.

Without a doubt, I was a high-power pain in the ass. I needed a firm hand to make me feel safe and cherished. Screwed up but true. At least through BDSM I got my unconventional needs met in a safe way.

If I found a Dom strong enough to make me submit.

Smiling, Caleb ran his fingers down my cheek. “Good, I need a reason to punish you.”

His direct approach threw me for a loop, and next to me Jennifer gave a low whistle as he went to the front of the room, then whispered, “Girl, that was hot.”

“Yeah, it was,” I blew out a harsh breath. “Wow.”

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