Page 75 of The Reluctant Wife

"Horny?"

She nods.

"Good."

Her mouth falls open. “Good?” Her voice is strangled. Her blue eyes are round and filled with such shock, I chuckle.

Then, because it’s too tempting, I lower my head and press my mouth to hers. Instantly, she melts into me. I can taste myself on her lips, and fuck, if that doesn’t make me almost come. I pull back hastily and reach down, tugging up my boxers and pants, and zipping myself up.

She must finally realize that I meant what I said, for her lips tighten. "You’re doing this on purpose.”

I nod.

"You don’t care that I’m so aroused that I can hardly think straight."

"I do care. A lot. In fact, that was the entire point of this exercise."

"What?" Her cheeks turn crimson. "Y-y-you... How could you?"

“It’s called edging, baby. I want to build up your need over and over again, and when I finally let you come, it’s going to feel so good.” I rise to my feet and help her up, and when she stumbles, I hold her shoulders until she regains her balance. "I promise, this will heighten the enjoyment."

"It doesn’t feel very good," she gripes.

"No pleasure without pain, baby." I kiss her hard, then set her back from me.

"You’re doing this to show me who’s in charge?"

"Maybe."

"You want to teach me to obey you, is that it? You want to show you have power in this situation? That you…you…call the shots."

I pretend to think for a moment, then nod. "Yes, and yes. All of the above."

She snaps her mouth shut. "You’re an asshole."

I laugh. "Yep."

"And…and…a brute."

I half bow.

"I can’t believe you’re leaving me like this," she snaps.

"Trust me, I feel the same." I take her hand and press it to my groin, where the evidence of my arousal tents my pants.

"Oh." The red on her cheeks changes to a shade of pink that’s so damn delectable, it makes me want to throw her down and have her right here, but that’s not going to help with building the anticipation for her. "This is hard on me, too, as you can see."

She rolls her eyes. “If you expect me to commend you on your pun, prepare to be disappointed.”

I grin, then release my hold on her hand and tuck strands of hair behind her ear. "How about this? I promise you, this is to heighten your gratification."

"Whatever." She tosses her head. “Maybe I’ll get myself off.”

“Oh no, you won’t. You won’t come without my permission.” I bend my knees and peer into her eyes. “Your orgasms are mine, Empress. Only mine.”

Her breathing roughens. Her pupils dilate, and I can feel just how aroused she is by my command.

“You’re bossy.” She tips up her chin. “And that shouldn’t turn me on, but it does.”

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