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neck, "there are other places on your body I intend to suck, so let's get out."
    I smile at him, a thrill going through my body at that. He makes that throat sound and pulls me close, kissing my cheeks, one after the other.
    "Temptress," he says and helps me up. I step out of the tub and he follows me, then he wraps a towel around me from behind, kissing my neck. He quickly dries himself off and then takes my hand, leading me to the bed, which is huge, the four posters thick, the wood dark. The cover is a fine creamy silk in blue like his eyes. He removes my towel and sits down on the edge, pulling me onto his lap so that I straddle him, one knee on either side of his thighs. He's already erect, and I'm already imagining what he'll feel like inside of me.
    I let him take control, let him decide how this will happen. He just nestles his face in my neck and we sit like this, our bodies still damp and warm from the bath. We haven't connected, haven't joined senses yet, and as we touch, we feel each other's body independently. He begins kissing my neck where he bit me and then I feel him try to enter my mind. He wants to feel my response and so I let him in. He keeps his own response from me, wanting to know how I feel without his own response magnifying it.
    "But I like to feel you," I say and he slips a finger to my lips and stops me. I comply, resisting no more. I let him do as he will. This is him taking control.
    He continues to kiss my neck, licking his bite mark, and my body can't help but respond to him. I feel myself becoming even more swollen and wet, my flesh throbbing at the sensations of his mouth on my skin, his hands traveling up and down my back, squeezing my buttocks, pulling me against his erection. I want to rub myself against it, but don't. If he wants me to, he'll tell me to.
    "On your knees, Eve," he says, his voice firm.
    I freeze for a moment. Since I've been back with him, there have been no real orders given, no real attempts to be dominant on his part nor has he asked me to submit. All I have to go by are my comments in my journal about how it thrilled me to have him command me despite my reluctance.
    I slide off his lap and kneel between his thighs. I look at his face, waiting for more orders.
    "Place your hands on my thighs."
    I comply, waiting. His erection is thick and still wet and just inches away from my face.
    "Lick me," he says as he leans back, resting on his hands. "All over from base to tip. But don't take me in your mouth yet."
    My heart is pounding, my flesh aching, and I comply, leaning forward, my hands on his thighs as he directed. I lick him, starting at the base, moving my mouth and tongue to the tip.
    "Keep your eyes on mine as much as you can, Eve.   I want you to watch how you please me."
    I do, locking eyes with him, and try to lick him again without looking away. It makes it even more intimate, watching him respond to what I'm doing. His blue eyes are half-hooded, his lips slightly parted. He inhales sharply when my tongue reaches the head of his cock and I swirl my tongue around it, catching some of his fluid as I do. I close my mouth and swallow, enjoying his salty taste.
    "Again," he commands and I comply, repeating the movements over and over. I can feel him hardening even more the as I continue to lick him. My own body is becoming more aroused as well. I want to take him fully in my mouth and suck, to watch his face while I do but I wait for his order.
    "Now," he says, and I know exactly what he means but he says it anyway. "Take me into your mouth and suck me until I tell you to stop."
    I do, taking him into my mouth, sucking, rolling my tongue around the rim, moving my mouth over the head. He tenses as I do, his breathing becoming more ragged, his nostrils flaring. After a few moments of this, he reaches out and guides my head, moving me so that I take him in more deeply, and I try to keep my eyes on his as I do. He strokes my hair, watching me suck him.
    "Stop," he says,