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Claire whimpered, shaking her head. Stubborn until the end.

I grinned. “Well, in that case. . .”

I dove in again, eating her out slowly and thoroughly. I had to squeeze my own cock a few times to keep myself in check. It was torture not to fuck her, not to get off, but I had to keep my eyes on the prize. The mark of a good dom was knowing when patience was a virtue, along with the power of delayed gratification.

Claire tugged viciously at my hair and canted her hips up against my mouth. “Please please please,” she chanted, her voice cracking.

She was so close, I knew it—and I pulled away right when I felt her body tense in preparation of her climax.

Claire moaned brokenly. “No, please, why—why’d you stop?”

I looked up at her, watching her twitch and pant, loving how wild and frantic she was. “Because you broke the rules, Claire. You touched yourself when I told you not to.”

She stared down at me, comprehension finally dawning in her eyes.

“You want this reward? Then you have to be a good girl and obey me.”

I bent down again and Claire screamed as I teased her with barely-there licks against her clit, enough to keep her on edge but not enough to get her off. “No, no, please—please sir—please no I’ll do anything, please—please let me come, you have to let me come—”

“I don’t have to doanything,” I growled, pulling away from her again. “But here’s what we’re going to do. I’m going to punish you all night, because that’s what you deserve after your bratty behavior. I’m going to play with you and this sweet pussy, and you’re going to take whatever I give you. However many orgasms Ialmostlet you have. And if you’re a good girl and you don’t come, and you don’t misbehave or rebel, I’ll let you come before I have to leave this cabin again. Understood?”

Claire swallowed, and I could see the war in her eyes. She wanted this, wanted to submit to me, but she didn’t know how to give in without feeling like she was losing. She was so stubborn and independent, and I could understand that. When your previous partner had given you no effort and no reason to trust him, how could you let your guard down around someone else without feeling like you were giving in?

“Or,” I said carefully, “I can just tie you up and make you take it. Tame you like you’re some kind of wild horse.”

I saw by the way her eyes lit up and her face flushed that I had the right idea. “You wouldn’t dare,” she hissed.

I smirked. Oh, this was going to be so much more fun than I’d even hoped for. “Try me.”

If she wanted me to tie her up and break her with the time that we had? Then I was more than willing. She’d break, all right, and she’d thank me for it.

CHAPTER12

Claire

Iwanted to come so badly I could hardly breathe. My entire body vibrated with the need to orgasm, and the feeling was unlike anything I’d ever experienced before.

The way that Vaughn was teasing me, ultimately denying me—I knew he had some kind of plan in mind. And I really wanted to give into that plan. In fact I wanted to give into it right now. I wanted to beg him until he let me orgasm. I wanted to let go of all my hesitation and trust him with my pleasure.

But I also just—I didn’t knowhow.

I didn’t know how to trust like that. I didn’t know how to open up and be vulnerable with a man. It felt like every time I tried to look at Vaughn and give him the submission he wanted from me something inside of me clamped up instead, like a bear trap snapping closed. I wanted it . . . but I was instinctively fighting that ultimate surrender.

But somehow—somehow he knew. Somehow he understood.

And he offered tobreakme.

The words sent such a shiver of heat up my spine that I could feel myself getting even wetter, more of that anticipation literally pulsing out of my pussy. I wanted his cock so badly I could already feel the phantom ache of it inside of me.

If just about anyone else had said that to me, if some cocky jerk in a bar had told me that, I’d have thrown a drink in his face. I would be insulted. I wasn’t going to bebroken, thank you. But with Vaughn… it was crazy, how I had gone from being driven insane by him to trusting him. And yet it felt right. Instinctive, almost. He just inspired trust in me.

I knew, without any doubts, that he was going to give me the best sex I’d ever had. But that didn’t mean I was going to roll over like a puppy.

“You wouldn’t dare,” I hissed at him, hoping that he would understand.

The daring heat that flickered in his eyes was all the answer I needed. “Try me.”

I shot up, trying to shove him off me, but Vaughn was far quicker and stronger—not that I was surprised by that. He used my momentum to wrap an arm around my waist and haul me up over his shoulder for a brief moment, then planted his knee on the bed and pressed me down on the bed again, this time properly on the mattress, so that my head was up by the pillows.

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