Page 12 of Liberate Us

I swallowed hard at the mere intensity rolling off of him.“What’s wrong, Sammy? Afraid you’ll fall in love with me?” I knew my mouth gotaway from me sometimes, but this man needed to learn that he wasn’t always incontrol.

Before I could say anything else, Sammy spun me around and bentme over the table. He pushed his arm against the back of my neck, pinning medown. “I would be very careful if I were you.”

“You know, threatening the woman you’re about to fuck doesn’tmake you more of a man.”

“Oh my beautiful Red, I’m going to have so much fun tearing youapart,” he murmured, licking along the shell of my ear.

I shivered at the threat hidden beneath his deep voice.

“You like that,” he murmured, keeping his arm against the backof my neck. “Me threatening you. Me promising you hours of pleasure.” A swatlanded against my ass.

I gasped.

“I wonder how much pain you like.” His palm landed against myass cheek once again. “Like that, baby?”

“Yes,” I whispered, figuring there was no point in denying it.

“Do you know what a safeword is?” he asked, running a hand downthe side of my body.

“I think so.” Truth was, Ididknow what a safeword was,but I didn’t want to scare him away with how much I knew about the BDSMlifestyle before I got what I wanted from him.

“Choose one and if you use it, everything stops. I’ll leave andyou’ll never see me again.” His fingers slowly slid up the back of my thigh.“Choose a word, Red.”

“What’s your middle name?” I asked, my voice trembling.

“Tyler.”

“Okay.” I took a deep breath. “I choose Tyler as my safeword.”

His fingers stopped in their path. “You sure about that?”

I swallowed hard. “Y-Yes.”

He released my neck, running his hands beneath my tank top andcupping my breasts. “You feel fucking good.” His kissed the spot behind my ear.“So good. I’m more of an ass man but with your tits…yeah, I could get used tothese.”

My heart sped up, his calloused fingers pinching my nipples.

He pushed the tank top up the length of my body, slipping it upand over my head before sliding it up my arms. Cool air washed over my nakedskin, sending a flush of goosebumps erupting along my skin.

His mouth found the spot at the base my neck. When his lips werereplaced by his teeth and he bit down, a shuddered breath left me. “Is thereanything you’re not into? Name-calling, being degraded, slapped…things likethat. I need to know, Red.”

I swallowed hard, my face heating as he listed things I hadcraved for years. “I’m willing to try anything at least once. Within reason ofcourse. But no sharing. That’s definitely a hard limit.”

“Interesting that you know what hard limits are.” He pinched mynipples, pushing his waist into the seat of my ass. “We can talk about thatlater but trust me, I’m not into sharing. I’m a possessive fuck and prefer tokeep my woman all to myself.”

A breath I didn’t realize I had been holding, left me. I neverknew what he was into, but I had seen women throw themselves at him. I justassumed he took them up on their offer. The fact that he actually asked me whatI didn’t like, broke down a wall I had built around myself. To communicate yourdesires with someone, even if they were a stranger for the most part, made merealize that maybe not all men were like Aaron.

“If I do something and you don’t like it, tell me, Red.” In arough move, Sammy tied my tank top around my wrists. “You’re going to be soretomorrow.”

A breathless laugh left me. “You’re pretty sure of yourself.”

“Nope.” He chuckled. “But I do know my way around a woman’s bodyand yours is no different.”

I pushed up onto my elbows, looking at him over my shoulder.“Trying to turn me on by talking about the other women you’ve been with? Such acharmer, Sammy.”

His dark eyes snapped to mine. Before I knew what was happening,his hand was in my hair. He pulled, whipping my head back at an odd angle.“You’re a brat, my Little Red.”

My body burned when he referred to me ashis,but Ilaughed anyway, tried to play it cool, and pushed back into him. The feel ofthe thick bulge behind his jeans, sent a flutter of heat rushing through me.“Seems it turns you on when I don’t give in right away. Doesn’t it?”

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