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with energy. Need . And he’d already spanked her, told her she was beautiful. He wouldn’t change his mind, would he?
    Alston strode up to her, took her by the arms and spun her around. “You just what?”
    “It’s nothing, I—” Bryce struggled in his grip, tugging against his hands until he grabbed her chin and forced her face up to his.
    “Tell me what’s bothering you.”
    Damn it! Why did he have to be so insistent? She furrowed her brow. “I’m afraid I’ll disappoint you. You could have any woman you set your eyes on and I’m—”
    “What?”
    She frowned. “I’m not ashamed of what I look like. I’m comfortable in my own skin. But, I’m no supermodel. I know that.”
    Alston let go of her chin and slinked his hand down her body, swiping at the swell of her breast before squeezing her thick ass. “You mean you look like a woman. A full, gorgeous woman I can’t wait to tie up and pin down and ravage.”
    Bryce blushed hotter. “I haven’t done this a whole lot, Alston. I—” Her voice faltered and she paused. “I might disappoint you.”
    Alston bent down and kissed her parted lips. Oh! Enveloping her with his whole body—firm chest, rock hard thighs, cock long and thick against her belly—and she moaned. He raked his tongue across hers and slid his hand into her hair to hold her still. Power. Control. Her body ached for all he could do. She wanted him to slip the blindfold on, tie her up, steal her breath and fuck her senseless.
    She melted into him and he deepened the kiss, flicking and swirling his tongue inside her mouth. Oh, God. She reached up and palmed his chest, soaking up the heat through his shirt as he nibbled on her lower lip. She couldn’t get enough of the way he commanded her body to ache with just his lips. He pulled back and she groaned in protest.
    “Based on that performance, I think you’ll do fine. But tell me, what have you done before, Bryce? Just how inexperienced are you?”
    She shook her head. “I don’t see how that matters.” Rising up on her tiptoes, she tried to kiss him again, but he held her still.
    “I won’t judge, but I need to know. I don’t want to push you too far, too fast.” He stroked her cheek with his thumb and she exhaled in a ball of nerves. The last thing she wanted was for Alston to doubt her—to see the little girl he’d taken in so many years before instead of the woman in front of him. “Tell me, Bryce.”
    Closing her eyes, she let it all out in a rush. “I had a fling in college. A virginity losing one-night stand. And a sort-of boyfriend? But it only lasted a week. Maybe two. He, um, wasn’t into big girls. I swear he only wanted to find out if I could deep throat.” There. I said it . Cracking her eyelids open, she risked a glance up at Alston.
    He stood stoic and calm as he regarded her. “Is that all?”
    I should have lied . “Yes. I’m sorry I haven’t had more experience.”
    “Stop.” He took her face in his hands and she gasped as he bent to kiss her again, crashing his lips into hers in a rush before pulling away. “You never have to be sorry for that. And that jerk of a boyfriend? He’s lucky I don’t know his name.”
    “So you’re not mad?”
    “No. You’ve done what you’ve wanted. What you’ve been comfortable with. That’s admirable.”
    She tried to smile, but couldn’t look him in the eye. “It’s still mortifying.”
    “Not to me. If you’d like, we could start with what you know. And move on from there.”
    What I know? Bryce frowned and glanced up as Alston slipped the blindfold over her eyes. “Wait! I’ve never been blindfolded.” A bolt of panic shot through her and she sucked in a breath.
    “I said start, Bryce. Don’t worry, we’ll go slow. What’s your safe word?”
    “Ward.”
    “Don’t hesitate to use it.”
    Bryce let out the air she’d trapped inside her lungs and nodded. She trusted Alston. He was an expert and she could stop at any time. She only needed to say