Page 29 of Something to Someone

I didn’t think before I said, “Of course.”

Her eyebrows rose, and her eyes slightly widened. “Really? No argument at all?”

I nodded. “When I said whatever you want, I meant it.”

Her smile was sweetly devious and made my muscles twitch with the need to move. The desire circling around us was heady.

“Good boy,” she purred, and I muttered a quiet curse. I’d never heard those words before, but they sounded really good coming from her lips. I wanted this to be good for her.Iwanted to be good for her. “Now, stay right there, and take off your shirt. You can ditch the shoes, too.”

I dropped my keys on the bedside table and emptied my pockets before I tugged my shirt over my head. It fell to the floor as I toed off my shoes. I watched her watch me as I walked along the side of the bed and stopped at the end where she could see that I’d followed her instructions perfectly, left only in my jeans.

She appraised my appearance then said, “Belt, too.”

In a few swift motions, I whipped my belt off and let it fall to the floor, leaving a trail of clothes in my wake. I reached for the button of my jeans, but Caroline shook her head. She crossed one leg over the other, and her skirt fell open at the slit, showing off the length of her smooth tanned leg up to well past her mid-thigh.

“Now get on your hands and knees and crawl to me.”

It took several seconds for my mind to comprehend what she’d just asked me to do. Crawl to her. She wanted me tocrawl to her. Every imaginable emotion made an appearance, but the one that was most potent and sank its claws in so deep I couldn’t shake it was the same emotion I’d been feeling all day—an unbearable, unwavering desire.

So, not for the first time with Caroline, I dropped to my knees. Then I planted my hands, and the only sign that Caroline was surprised was the slight widening of her blue eyes.

“Any other instructions?” I asked before I started moving. She shook her head, her chest rising and falling quicker as I began traveling across the rug. The thick pile wasn’t necessarily kind to my palms, but the slight scrape against my skin only amplified every feeling and sensation.

My eyes remained trained on Caroline as I crawled across the floor. Every inch closer made my heart beat faster, like I was willingly offering myself to her. The power she held over me was intoxicating. I loved the way she wielded it, and I wanted more. My erection pressed against my briefs and was begging for relief.

I kept a steady pace until I realized there were a few feet left, and I wasn’t ready for it to end yet. My movements slowed, and the seconds stretched. The entire time I kept my eyes on her. Her throat bobbed as she swallowed, and she licked her lips, trapping her lower lip between her teeth and finally allowing her attraction to show.

I stopped at her feet and settled back on my knees. Caroline didn’t move. I waited for further instruction, but when it didn’t seem like she was going to provide any, I lifted my hand. It was torture to be so close and not touch her. My fingers brushed against her knee, and although my intention had been to take it slow, I couldn’t resist moving higher. One touch, and I couldn’t stop. My hand slid up her thigh where her skirt was parted, and the soft fabric was nothing compared to the feel of her skin.

Goose bumps appeared, and I leaned forward, sweeping my lips over them just inside her knee. A moan lodged in my throat, and I parted my mouth for a taste, but Caroline quickly said, “Not yet.”

It took a tremendous amount of effort not to kiss her anyway. I took a deep breath and sat back on my heels. She leaned forward in her chair, and her heels hit the carpet. My cock throbbed at the sight of her. Her blue-gray eyes were dark, and she scanned my face.

A small smile slipped across my lips. “Did you like watching me crawl to you, pretty girl?”

Her mouth dropped open, and a similar smile appeared on her lips I wanted to suck and bite until…no not until. I didn’t want to stop.

“Yes, I really did,” she said. “Now, on the bed.” I stood immediately. My knees were sore, but it wasn’t anything I couldn’t handle. It was far from the most important thing on my mind.

Spinning, I strode to the bed and sat on the edge, staring out the wide windows.

“Stay there,” Caroline said, walking the opposite direction and back toward her bathroom. “I’ll be right back.”

I glanced over my shoulder and watched her disappear into her bathroom. I gripped my thighs and squeezed. Each second felt like an hour waiting for her to come back. I was waiting to hear the click of her heels again against the tile, but she must have ditched them in her closet because she appeared before me without any warning.

Unfortunately, she was still dressed, but as I suspected, her heels were gone. I eyed her pretty little light purple toes, but then realized her hands were tucked suspiciously behind her back.

“We need to talk about safe words and limits,” she said, and my eyes jumped to hers.

“Do you plan on doing something that warrants a safe word or a discussion of limits?”

She shook her head and let out an exasperated sigh. “Whether Iplanon doing something or not, it’s important to talk about anyway. Preferably this conversation would have happened before, but it didn’t. So, tell me.”

I thought for a moment and ran a hand through my hair. “I haven’t found anything that I’m really opposed to. No watersports or other bodily fluids except spit. And I’m not a fan of extreme pain, but I do like some.”

Her eyebrow quirked as did her lips. “I noticed,” she whispered. “Anything else?”

I shook my head. “Your turn.”

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