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the length of his spine, nor their slightly smaller counterparts running down his sides. They must have hurt like hell, more so than my nails biting into my hands as I tried to keep myself from touching him.
    There were lines on his back, faint red streaks in groups of four. On either side of his back, one set of those red streaks stood out from the rest, the lines darker and more pronounced. They looked raised enough that I’d have been able to feel them if I ran my fingers over them. I wondered which of his subs had left them, if it had been her orgasm that had driven her nails into his back, or if she’d done it to drive him over the edge.
    On his left shoulder, several fine scars, each a few inches in length and running parallel to each other, caught the light. I couldn’t quite place—
    “ Kristen .”
    The sound of my name startled me.
    “What? I mean, I’m sorry, Sir.”
    He made a sharp gesture, indicating I was to come around and face him. I did, holding my breath and keeping my eyes down.
    “I’m sorry, Sir,” I said again.
    “It’s okay, you’re still learning.” His voice was gentle now, enough to coax the held breath out of my lungs. At least until he added a terse, “Don’t let it happen again.”
    “I won’t, Sir.”
    “Good.” He put his hand on my waist. I pulled in a breath. Just a simple, still touch, and he couldn’t have sent more lightning surging through my veins if he’d run his tongue around my clit.
    He drew me to him. “Are you still comfortable with all of this?”
    “Yes, Sir.” Those words still came so easily, rolling off my tongue at his command even when coherent speech otherwise eluded me. He was so close now. God, he was close. Heat radiated from his body, taunting me with his delicious, agonizing nearness.
    His free hand touched the side of my neck, then drifted up into my hair. “I’m not moving too fast?”
    “No, Sir.” I want you to move faster. I want more. God, I want you .
    The hand on my waist pulled me closer, and that thick, hard ridge that had distracted me earlier now pressed against me. My erect nipples brushed his chest, and I had to bite my lip to keep from whimpering. It took every bit of restraint I had not to put my arms around him, to wait until he specifically allowed me to touch him. Please order me to touch you, Sir. Please, God, please .
    Second after second ticked by, and still the order didn’t come.
    “Am I frustrating you?” His breath warmed my lips.
    It was a loaded question. It had to be.
    “Answer me truthfully, Kristen.” He ran his fingers through my hair. “Am I frustrating you?”
    “Yes, Sir. You are.”
    “Good.” And with that, he pulled away, reaching for his shirt. He gestured at my clothes. “You can put that back on.”
    “What? But—”
    A pointed look stopped me.
    I swallowed. “Yes, Sir.” He pulled on his T-shirt as I reached for my bra. When he picked up his shirt and put it on, I wanted desperately to rip it right off. With every button he fastened, my frustration ratcheted up. I pulled my own shirt around my shoulders. The fabric had cooled in the minutes since I’d taken it off, but it was the absence of Scott’s body against mine that made my knees shake. I’d wanted him for a long time, but never this badly. I’d never been so close, close enough I could almost taste the wine on his lips
    “This is so we both know who is in control,” he said as he buttoned the last button of his shirt. “But it’s also for me to earn your trust. You can strip half-naked in front of me, at my command, and I’m not going to abuse my power and take advantage of you.”
    “Not even if I want you to take advantage of me?”
    Momentary panic swept through me as I expected a stern look or sharp admonishment, but he laughed.
    “No, not even if you want me to.” He cupped my face in both hands. “Trust me on this. There’s a method to my madness. This is as far as we’re going tonight, but as long as you