Page 35 of Power

Ignoring the ache between my legs, I lifted my chin higher and stared him straight in the eye. “Who says it’s for you? I have plans later.” I didn’t, but he didn’t need to know that. If we were keeping things casual, then it was none of his business. He didn’t control what, or who, I did in my spare time.

His eyes widened with ferocity. I knew I had affected him with how his jaw clenched at my words. I turned and walked away, leaving him to simmer in his anger.

He pounced on me from behind, pulling my arm to spin me around into his. Strong hands gripped my body hard as his mouth crashed onto mine. I had missed the taste of his mouth, and from the way he kissed me, he had missed the taste of mine too. Lust and need consumed us both. His tongue was relentless, attempting to force me into submission.Nice try.

I pushed away from him. “No.” I knew this game. He liked control and watching others concede to him.

“Yes.” His fingertips dug into me. His lips skimmed the sensitive spot on my neck, making my belly flutter with delight. “Take off your dress so I can see what you’re hiding underneath.”

Strong backbone, Becker.It was difficult to resist his magnetic pull, but my heart was still wounded from his rejection. I would let him have my body, but I was keeping my heart. “You take it off.”

He pulled his head back, his eyebrow raised in surprise at my command. I imagined that he wasn’t used to hearing anyone tell him what to do, especially a sexual partner. He exerted pure dominance in bed, so I was certain this beast always got his way in that arena.

His lips fixed into a devious smile. His fingers traced a line from the base of my neck and down the valley between my breasts. They moved lower over my dress, until he stopped at my waist. He untied the sash that held my dress together and smoothly slid it out of the loops at the sides. My dress fell open, exposing my satin-and-lace-clad body to him.

His eyes feasted hungrily on me, and he licked his lips as he raked his gaze over my breasts. He draped the freed sash around the back of his neck, letting the tails hang loose over his chest.

His fingers skimmed over the exposed skin above the rim of my bra. My nipples hardened from his attention. He slipped his fingers under the sheer material and pinched both nipples hard. I hissed at the stinging sensation. The pain felt good. Until Shyam, I had never thought I would find pleasure in pain. But now, just the thought of it made my pussy drip with arousal.

I pulled his hands from my tits and placed them on my thighs. “Unzip my boots.”

“You want control,jaan?” My heart melted when I heard his nickname for me. I wanted more when I heard it escape his lips. But I had to stay strong and not cave in to his charm.

He fell to his knees before unzipping each boot, painfully slow. He was teasing me. Giving up power wasn’t easy for him, and he wasn’t going to give it up without a fight.

I lifted my feet one at a time to let him slide my shoes off. He sat back on his heels and looked up to me. “What does myjaanwant now?”

I was new to this too. I was used to letting the man take the lead in bed. I was so nervous, and I just prayed it wasn’t showing through. I clenched my hands into fists at my sides to hold myself together.

I took a page from his book and commanded him just like he had with me when he’d stormed my apartment. “Kiss me.”

He paused for a moment, probably assuming I meant something innocent, like on my mouth. I tilted my pelvis toward him to show him what I really meant. He smiled when he realized what I wanted—needed.

Fingers curled around my hips, holding me in place, he pressed his nose to the apex of my thighs, inhaling my essence as he closed his eyes. I was sure he could feel the dampness in my panties on his nose. It was as if he were savoring me. He kissed me through the fabric, and I ached for bare contact with his tongue.

He unclipped the garter straps from my stockings and pulled the belt down. Hooking his thumbs through the sides of my panties, he pulled the lacy scrap of fabric down my legs, all the way to the floor. I stepped out of the lingerie. He swiped the panties up from the floor and rubbed a finger over my arousal that had accumulated on the inside. I watched with unquenchable desire as he sucked my excitement off his finger.

“Like honey,” he said without lifting his heated gaze from mine as pocketed my panties in his sweatpants. I bit my lip to suppress the moan that threatened to escape from witnessing the scene before me.

He returned his attention to my pussy, holding my hips with powerful hands. He swiped his tongue over my clit, causing my hips to buck from the contact. He gripped me harder as he continued stroking my nub with his tongue. My back arched in pleasure, giving him more access. One of his hands roamed to the small of my back, angling me onto his mouth. His tongue moved lower, to my slit. He drank from my pussy, consuming everything I gave him.

He pushed a finger between my ass cheeks. I tensed up because I knew where he was trying to go, and I had never had anyone in that area before. His tongue worked my pussy harder, making me forget about my shyness. I relaxed my muscles and let him in. The tip of his finger slid into my hole, causing my nerve endings there to explode with sensations I had never felt before. My whole body tightened. I was at the edge. I could feel myself being pulled further into the cyclone of passion I was already lost in.

I gripped his hair with my hands so tightly that I had to have been causing him pain. He groaned at my roughness, letting me know he liked it. My whole body vibrated from the sounds he made as his lips sealed around my slit. I shattered into a million pieces, exploding as I came into his mouth. I screamed his name as waves of satisfaction overtook my body.

I held his forehead to my pelvis as I came down from my high. He leaned back when I finally relaxed my hold. Glistening with my arousal, his lips were fixed into a sexy grin. I could see his dick was ready to break free from the way it tented the front of his sweatpants, but I had found my fucking power and wasn’t ready to let it go just yet.

I straightened up as well as I could, despite my legs feeling like jelly. “Lie down.”

He rose to his feet, towering over me. The intensity of his hazel eyes burned brighter than I’d ever seen. For a second, I thought he would challenge me. Instead, he walked to the side of the bed and dropped his pants, freeing his erection, then lay back, with his upper back resting against the headboard.

I stood at the foot of the bed, unable to look away from the beautiful man in front of me. His tall frame covered the entire length of the bed. Ripped muscles topped with a massive, throbbing cock lay waiting for my next move.

My eyes never left his as I slipped the straps of my bra down. My hair had fallen out of its bun so I moved the tendrils over one shoulder to undo the clasp, then gently tugged my bra loose and dropped it onto the floor, leaving myself stark naked except for the stockings on my legs. I placed a knee on the bed and crawled over the man waiting for me. I was on all fours over his body when my face met his. I licked my lips, eyeing his bottom lip, then placed a kiss on him. Our mouths started to move in unison—licking, sucking, devouring.

He broke our kiss, panting with need. He was the picture of composure in public, but in bed, he was wild and untamed. I knew it would ruin me in the end, but I had to attempt to tame the beast before me. I noticed the sash from my dress still around his neck. I tugged on one end to free it.

His lips spread into a sly smile. “What is myjaanplanning to do with that?”

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