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“He’s in a club already,” I said and frowned.

Emery’s lips twitched. “A BDSM club,cariño.

“Oh my God, I never would have guessed that with Flirt.”

“Familiar with Doms?”

“Not only am I not familiar. Well, besides what I’ve read in books. If you would have asked me five minutes ago if I knew anyone who was one, I would have said no.”

Emery grinned. “Should they wear tags stating it?”

“You’re enjoy this.”

“Yes, but I can think of something I would enjoy a lot more.”

“Like what?” I asked offhandedly as I looked around and took in my surroundings. The backdoor led into a large kitchen with an eat-in area off to one side.

When Emery didn’t immediately reply, I turned back to face him. I’d never ever had a man look at me the way Emery was. Desire filled his dark eyes, and I was mesmerized by them. I probably should have questioned the sudden change in him, but I couldn’t form words to ask the question.

He reached out and grabbed my arms. “It very much involves you,” he said and turned us, changing our positions.

When I opened my mouth to ask him what he was talking about, I didn’t get the chance. My back hit the door, and he leaned in, capturing my mouth with his.

The man was potent and in control. I, on the other hand, was lost. Everything I swore to myself I didn’t want had been a lie. As he devoured my mouth, I wondered why I wasted so much time avoiding the man. To experience just kissing him would have been worth putting up with his arrogance alone.

I felt the loss as he broke the kiss and pulled me into his chest, resting his chin on top of my head.

“Damn, I want you so bad, but I’m supposed to be cooking you food,” he said as my face rested on his chest, and I could hear the rapid beat of his heart. The kiss affecting him as much as it had me.

“I’m suddenly no longer tired or hungry,” I said a little breathlessly and still reeling from the kiss.

His hands slid from my arms down to the hem of my shirt. “I need to know if you want me to stop.”

“I don’t want you to stop.” The words had no more than left my mouth when my shirt was over my head and tossed to the floor. He unhooked my bra and it quickly followed the shirt. My pants were more of an issue. He stepped back and undid them and pushed them all the way down only to be stopped by my shoes.

I giggled when he cussed, then pulled the shoes off my feet. Once he removed them, my pants along with my panties were stripped from me. There was something to be said about being naked while he was completely dressed.

Emery stood back up, then bent until we were face to face, leaving me to stare in his dark brown eyes that were now more black than brown.

“Cariño, you are as close to perfection as any woman could be.”

I reached up and ran my fingers through his black hair and closed the space between us until our lips met. I started the kiss, but Emery immediately took over and devoured me for a second time. It was the only word to describe how he demanded and thoroughly dominated the kiss, leaving me breathless. Neither of us could get enough. Our tongues dueled, and he ran his hands down my sides, reaching my hips. His roughened hands ran over my bare skin and left goosebumps trailing behind.

Emery slid his hands behind me and grabbed the cheeks of my butt, where he squeezed and caressed. When he lifted me up, I wrapped my legs around his waist and brought my scorching center in contact with the material of his jeans. My clit throbbed as I shifted to gain a better grip with my legs, coming in contact with his very sizeable and hardened cock. I rolled my hips, and he groaned and pulled away, breaking the kiss.

So much reflected in his eyes. The want and desire for me had my stomach tightening. His nostrils flared, and his arms adjusted until only one held me up while his other hand moved between us, leaving him the ability to reach the front of his pants and unzip them.

Emery’s cock sprang free and laid between my leg. I felt the heat of its touch to my core. He thrust his hips forward, and he slid through my folds. I squeezed, and he groaned as I tightened around his length.

“I need to put you down while I grab a condom.”

I dropped my legs until my feet hit the floor and watched as he reached in his back pocket and pulled out his wallet. After he took a condom out, he tossed the wallet, ripped open the packet, and had the condom rolled down his length before I heard the plunk of the wallet hit the floor.

“Up,” he said and lifted me, and I wrapped my legs back around him. “Say you’re ready, Mac. I feel like I’ve waited a lifetime to have you.”

For a split second fear touched me as I realized how easy it would be to give this man anything he asked for. Then as I looked into his eyes as he waited for me to answer, I knew he’d never ask for more than I was willing to give.

I’d wasted so much time dodging him because I was sure I didn’t want or need the man who seemed to know exactly what he wanted. Me.

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