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His eyes hold mine for a moment as he contemplates this, but then he nods his agreement. “You’ve more than earned the right to know everything about this fucked-up situation, but that doesn’t mean that I don’t want to protect you from it, Bryanna.”

There it is. That word again, protect. I love that he wants to keep us protected, but it also reminds me that while he may beinterested in a little sex, I’m just a job. Brian Carrington, one of the wealthiest billionaires in the world, is paying him to protect me because of his relationship with my aunt. I need to keep that in mind. He is older, he is probably completely experienced in the ways of the world and would probably die of mortification if he knew what was running through my silly romantic little mind right now. I need to stop thinking about him in this way. He may want to have sex with me and teach me a few things, but that doesn’t mean he feels the same way that I do. Just because we’re attracted to each other physically doesn’t mean that a relationship will develop. I seriously need to keep things in perspective, or I fear my runaway heart will end up being totally destroyed.

Damian’s deep, authoritative voice penetrates my reverie. “Bryanna, I’ll tell you what you want to know, and when the time is right, we’re going to have a discussion about what’s bothering you. Okay, Doll?” he says, lifting my chin with his finger so my eyes have no choice but to settle on his own.

I nod, mesmerized by his eyes, the way they’re looking at me, the way their causing my nipples to harden, my center to moisten, and my blood to pound.

“Your mother gave your brother the address where she’s staying, against our specific requests. We understand that she’s just focused on the children being able to see their father, but we were having your brother checked out, and in the process our intel team identified a tail.”

“A tail?”

“Someone who is following your brother. We don’t know who it is yet, but we’re fairly certain the connections lead back to the people who took you. We have the best trafficking division there is. Marenah is in charge of it, and she’s not going to stop until we find what we need, but until that happens, we need to beextra careful, and this just throws complications into the entire situation,” Damian says.

“I don’t know a lot about my brother’s life. I wish it were different, but he’s been really distant the last few years. The only time I’ve spoken to him is when he’s come to see the kids, and I’ve been there.”

“We’ll get it figured out and make sure your family is secure in the process.”

“I really appreciate everything that you’re doing, you know, taking such good care of us for Brian and Aunt Jenny.”

Damian’s eyes darken, and he walks around the counter to stand next to me. He doesn’t touch me, just penetrates me with those deep blue eyes of his. “You think that’s all there is to this?”

I don’t answer because my response is caught in my throat.

He lifts my chin with his forefinger, causing me to gaze into those emotion-?filled eyes gazing down at me. “Bryanna, one thing you should remember, as I’ve stated this multiple times this afternoon, but when I ask you a question, I require a verbal response. When I ask you to do something, it will be to ensure your safety, your health, or your pleasure, and I will expect you to comply. Can you agree to submit to me, Bryanna?”

My center clenches with need as his voice washes over me, and my mind swirls trying to digest the meaning, but he’s been clear. He’s laid it out there, and the wordsyour pleasureresound in my mind.

Chapter 25

Damian

Her gaze falls to the ground, but her heart is still racing, almost in time to my own. I watch it beat through the thin material of her sweater for a few seconds, taking in the myriad of emotions that play across her gentle features as she absorbs what I’ve said.

As soon as I mentioned protecting her, the light in Bryanna’s eyes diminished, and damn if everything we’ve been skirting around doesn’t become overtly clear. She can’t hide her desire from me, because I see it in her eyes, in her breathing, and the very way she looks at me when I give her direction and ask her to submit.

Bryanna is still watching me, and her breathing shallows, her eyes dilate, and her pulse beats rapidly on the side of her neck. She agrees to my question, and my dick hardens with the thought of her doing exactly that. I grasp under her thighs, lifting her, and pulling her center to my waist as her arms encircle my neck.

I place Bryanna on the counter so that we’re at eye level. “You were quick to agree, Doll, but I need to make sure you fully understand what you’re agreeing to.”

Her eyes are still glazed over, and my cock strains against the confines of my pants as I watch her settle into her submissionand need. “Bryanna, tell me what you want, Doll, tell me what you desire,” I say and watch as she processes my request.

It takes her a moment, and I would be disappointed if it didn’t. “I want you to teach me everything,” Bryanna says, her eyes capturing mine, but then glancing at the floor.

I lift her chin with my finger and stroke the moistness of her lips. “I won’t allow you to be embarrassed by your innocence, understand? The fact that you haven’t given yourself to anyone else before now is a gift; it’s a treasure, not something to be embarrassed about.”

Bryanna looks back up at me, and her pupils have dilated. She nods as that little pink tongue of hers comes out to stroke over her lips. Fuck, she’s hot and doesn’t even have a clue.

She watches me for a second. “You don’t want me to look down?” Bryanna asks, and damn if my cock doesn’t double in size at her question.

I try to control my smirk, because I know exactly what she’s been up to. “Why do you ask that, Bryanna? Have you been reading about submission on websites, books, somewhere else?” I ask gently.

The pink tinge to her cheeks and the light in her eyes tell me I’ve hit upon at least one truth, and the visual of her studying submission is not going to get out of my head for a very long time. I contemplate how to answer her question. “Every couple’s dynamic is different, but when you’re with me, I don’t want to see your eyes lowered to the floor. I want to see those beautiful eyes at all times. I want to see your feelings and not have you hide them from me.”

She nods, granting me access to the myriad of emotions playing through her eyes, before I slide my hand beneath her hair and grasp the smooth skin of her neck, pulling her toward me and capturing her velvety lips with my own. I stroke theseam, teasing and caressing until Bryanna parts for me, allowing me to explore the sweetness within.

I swallow her soft little moans and try to ignore the pulsing of my cock as it strains against the seam of my trousers. I kiss her deeply, hungry for a profound connection, a primal desire to consume every inch of her with my need. “You have no idea how precious of a gift you hold,” I say, stroking the creaminess of her neck, following the pulsing of her heartbeat.

“I don’t want to be a virgin anymore, and I want you to be my first,” Bryanna says, looking at me with those deep wide eyes a man could absolutely drown in.

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