with the other.
“Your touch is so sensual,” I say softly.
“It’s because your skin begs to be touched, Candy.”
I pull my arms out of the sleeves, letting the dress pool on the floor at my feet without ever leaving his gaze.
He inhales sharply when he lowers his eyes. “You naughty, naughty girl. You’re wearing garter belts.”
“Maybe.” I surely wasn’t going to walk here unequipped. Garter belts are the most incredible creation ever. It doesn’t matter if you’re skinny or a voluptuous plus-size girl, men always lose it when they cast their hungry eyes on a pair of these babies. Since I only own Sexy Curves lingerie, it was a matter of selecting the design sure to stop his heart. From his reaction, I’d say he likes this vintage-inspired style, which marries sheer black and a delicate pale pink floral motif. I hope the see-through fabric revealing my nipples and hugging my ass gives him a hard-on.
“Holy shit, you look dangerous in these. I’m not even going to attempt to figure out which pieces of our collection you’re wearing, but this is a heart-arresting combo on you. They are so seductively hot, I’m considering ripping them off with my teeth.” He’s trailing his eyes down my body and even more slowly back up to my face. I don’t think I’ve ever felt more desired in my life than I do right here, right now.
“Please be gentle,” I whisper, and for a brief moment, something raw flashes in his eyes.
“Hmph, perhaps that’s a request you might have for one of the boys you’ve been with in the past, but you should know I don’t do gentle. Life is too short to tiptoe. Your beautiful body is mine for the taking and I intend on having you the way I want—hard and rough.” His finger traces the contour of my trembling lips.
“Oh.” I exhale when the impact of his words fully hits me.
These are uncharted territories for me and he leaves me speechless. No one has ever been so commanding with me before. Perhaps I should be offended by his boldness, but I’m lapping up every second of it.
“Do I shock you?”
I nod instead of answering, locking my gaze into his.
“I’m about to shock you even more, sweetness.” He fists my panties and rips them to shreds.
“Ah,” I gasp, panting, surprised by how quickly my panties came undone.
“Remind me to ask my assistant to send you one set of each of our collections on Monday morning. You look too damn good in them and I have a bad habit of ripping them apart to have free access to your pussy.” His smile is dangerous as his eyes devour me from head to toe.
“You don’t have to…” I start, unsure I should accept his gift.
“It’s not a suggestion, sweetness.”
“Oh, of course.” Christ. A part of me is scorning myself for accepting such an over-the-top gift from a near stranger, but another part of me is exhilarated at the idea of parading my new collection of lingerie for him. “I’m not sure what else you can say that would leave me more tongue-tied.”
“Do you see the large mirror over there?”
“Yes,” I respond nervously.
“I want you on your knees in front of it so I can fully take in your big round ass as I pound your mouth with my cock. I want to come gushing at the back of your throat while I admire your wiggling butt in the mirror as I stand in front of you, dominating you.”
I can’t say I’m usually comfortable giving blowjobs to guys. It’s always so messy and I feel awkward. Until this moment, I could have truly lived for the rest of my life without ever going down on another man, but Max is different—I desperately want to suck him dry. What is it about this guy? Since meeting him, he’s transformed me into this daring woman I don’t recognize.
“It seems I’ve shocked you even more.” He grins, reaching down to his waist.
I nod. My stomach is in knots, but it’s an exhilarating sensation.
“Are you willing to submit yourself totally to me tonight? Whatever I want, you