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took one nipple into his mouth, alternatively suckling and flicking his tongue back and forth over it. Then he moved to the other one, doing the same thing. As he inhaled, the scent of her cream teased his nostrils. The sound of her little gasps and moans of pleasure tormented his ears. The taste of her skin tortured his taste buds. It was going to take every bit of the discipline he’d honed over the years to hold back. But he’d do it. Somehow.
    “Now, close your eyes,” he commanded, knowing she was ready.
     
    This is crazy.
    What am I doing?
    Oh, God, don’t stop .
    Currently sprawled on the couch, Mandy didn’t know what she was thinking. Or what she wanted. Or what she didn’t want. Or what she feared.
    All she knew was what she felt.
    Need.
    Hunger.
    Lust.
    Desire.
    Desperation.
    Lust.
    Confusion.
    Lust.
    No man had ever made her so hot, so horny, so freaking confused in her life. What his touches did to her. What his kisses did to her.
    Sweet Jesus, he knew exactly how to use his mouth, his hands, and his words to make a girl go crazy.
    Was he right? Did she secretly long to be dominated? Would she like being punished? The mere thought of closing her eyes and waiting for the sting of the whip made her feel a little dizzy.
    She couldn’t.
    “I said, close your eyes.”
    Her pussy clenched, yet another gush of cream soaking her panties.
    Or could she?
    She closed her eyes, as he had asked. Correction, as he’d commanded. He was a dom, and he’d used a strong, domineering tone. And that tone had made her hot. She liked it. A lot. She also enjoyed several other things about this man, like the way he moved, with a fluid, feline grace. And the way he looked at her, his eyes dark, the flicker of something thrilling and dangerous shimmering deep within their depths. She’d never been a sucker for the bad-boy type, but here she was now, trembling, on the verge of orgasm, letting a very bad boy fondle her breasts.
    “Take off your shirt.”
    Considering the flimsy knit material was shoved up under her chin, it wasn’t such a big deal taking it off. But if he asked her to take off her skirt or her panties, she’d have to refuse.
    He pinched both nipples, and she saw stars behind her closed eyelids. He rolled them between his fingers and thumbs, and she bit her bottom lip, trembling at the pleasure. To her dismay, he released one of her nipples, but he didn’t leave it neglected for long. With his tongue, he took slow, languid licks, the movement reminding her of a cat. The hand that had formerly been on her right breast was slowly sliding down her stomach. Lower, lower it inched. And with each small movement it made, the tension in her body wound tighter.
    He was heading for her pussy. She just knew it.
    Anticipation of his touch between her legs had her gasping, her back arching away from the couch, her hips thrusting up into the air.
    “Has anyone ever taken you to the edge, Amanda?” He pressed against her pelvis, forcing it back down.
    “No.”
    “Good. I’m glad I’ll be your first.” The satisfaction in his voice made her body burn that much hotter. His hand jumped from her lower abdomen to her thigh, skipping the parts of her anatomy that needed his touch most.
    She didn’t want to think about that right now. All she wanted was to feel, to enjoy and experience. But a little voice was nagging her, whispering words she didn’t want to hear.
    You don’t know this man. He could hurt you.
    You’re acting like a slut.
    What if he does something you don’t like?
    Will he stop if you tell him to?
    You’re not this kind of girl.
    He nipped that spot on her neck again, the one that made her pussy spasm and made that voice shut up. His hand crept higher, sliding to the inside of her thigh, and her empty pussy started clenching and unclenching, a throbbing heat pulsing through her body. It stopped moving.
    Damn.
    “Touch me,” she mumbled, arching her neck to provide him better access to the magic