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brand on his lips. "I have a craving for whipped cream."

    She stayed still as he stood upright and moved closer to her, one deliberate step after another, until the last step brought him close enough for their bodies to nearly brush, crowding her, invading her space. She didn't move back. She leaned forward just enough for her nipples to graze his chest.

    The contact shot straight to his cock. With a low growl he buried one fist in her hair, gripped her ass with his other hand, and brought her body hard against his as his lips claimed hers.

    He took her mouth like an invading conqueror, demanding her surrender, and with a little moan, she gave it. She melted into him, opened her mouth for him, pressed closer as if his hold weren't tight enough to soothe her body's demand for contact with his.

    Chase thrust his tongue into her mouth at her invitation, tasting the depths of her. He felt a surge of triumph when her tongue slid along his, tasting him back. Her response confirmed what her body had told him when she'd trusted him enough to relax and fall into him, expecting him to catch her.

    Submissive sex required a high degree of honesty and trust, and Rachel was giving him both. Which was good, because he'd never felt more dominant. He'd long since accepted his preference for being in charge in bed, but with Rachel he wanted more. He wanted to claim her, and he wanted her utter and complete surrender.

    Chase gentled the kiss, easing back by degrees until his mouth just brushed hers. "Rachel."

    "Mmm."

    "I'm going to do things to you you've never experienced before. If I push you too far outside your comfort zone, you need to tell me to ease up. If you need to stop, say so. I'll be watching you, paying attention to your body's reactions, your responses, but we haven't played together before, and I don't know your limits. If something feels uncomfortable or you don't like it, say so immediately. If you want more, tell me that."

    He felt her shudder in his arms. "I want more right now."

    "Greedy." He felt a smile curve his mouth as he nibbled at her lower lip.

    "I want to be," she answered on a sigh. "I want to be selfish and greedy and take everything you want to give me."

    "I hope you're up to it," he answered. "Because I want to give you everything, Rachel. Everything you want. Everything you need. Everything I'm burning to do to you, because I've captured you, and you belong to me, and I can."

    "Chase." She pressed closer to him, and he felt her hook one leg around his hip.
"Yes."

    He brought his hands down to her hips, ground his pelvis into hers until she gasped, then swung her off her feet and cradled her against his chest. "Time to take you upstairs and introduce you to those handcuffs, pretty lady."

    Rachel's head fell back against his chest, her eyes wide and dark as they met his. "Goody," she said in a faint voice.

    Chase snagged her purse with its stockpile of condoms and cream, ready to use both on her. His hard-on strained against his zipper, and he welcomed the discomfort. He wanted the first time to last as long as he could draw it out, and just kissing this woman, knowing she was his to take, brought him dangerously close to losing control.

Four

    "I want to see you naked," Chase said as he set her on her feet, her legs backed up against the four-poster bed. "I want to see all of that creamy skin bare for me, and then I'm going to paint designs on your body with that whipped cream, every place I want to lick it off."

    "Works for me," Rachel said, a smile spreading over her face.

    "And while I'm doing that, pretty Rachel, I'm going to have you handcuffed to this bed."

    "Wow." She gulped as she imagined herself on the bed, naked, helpless, wearing nothing but dots of whipped cream that Chase would swirl his tongue around and lap away until he tasted nothing but her. Her inner muscles tightened, and she felt her sex swelling, a hot rush spreading through her as her body readied itself for him.

    She