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“So?”
    “Hypothetically speaking, if we were to commit to this. Agree to this…change in our dynamic, what exactly would you propose?”
    “Hypothetically speaking?”
    “Of course.”
    His lips mesmerized her as they puckered on the second word and she had to concentrate on his words instead of what he was doing below her waist.
    “I would propose fantasies. Like the A to Z’s of fantasies. A for Aslan and Z for Zeke. Hot, huh?” She lifted her eyebrows a few times and he kissed her.
    Shifting on the bed, he filled her a bit more than he normally did. Since he was larger than average, he was always worried about giving her too much. Hurting her. The simple act of him giving her more than he thought she could handle was…epic. “What kind of fantasies, beautiful?”
    “Like the stranger fantasy, but different.”
    He kissed her and flipped her over onto her stomach, kneeing her thighs apart and then he was inside her again, moving, thrusting…claiming her. Them.
    “Different, how? I think I might need a few hypothetical scenarios.”
    “I’m having a very hard time concentrating right now.”
    He went still. “Want me to stop?” He bit her shoulder, jerking inside her, and then wrapped his arms around her.
    Safe and treasured. She’d never felt more of either than in that moment.
    ”No Sir.” Fuuuucccckkkkk . Sure as hell sounded right. Felt even better.
    “Good girl.” He thrust inside her, moving in her wetness since she was so turned on by the shift inside him that her pussy was soaked. After fucking her for another minute, he slowed down again. “Examples? Tell me a couple more of your fantasies.”
    “Quid pro quo, Doctor.”
    “Only my wife would quote Silence of the Lambs at a time like this.”
    “Perfect quote, lover. Do we have a deal?”
    He licked her shoulder and bit her lightly. “Deal. You give me two and I’ll do the same.”
    “Mile high club.”
    Even his laugh turned her on. “Good one. I could get on board with that one.”
    “Ugh. Awful joke. And you can’t steal my fantasy. You have to come up with one on your own, smart guy.”
    “Sex in a kink club.”
    Well.
    Damn.
    “You blindfolded—‘cause I’m totally taking that off your hard limit list—bound for me, completely mine to control. And I get to fuck you how I want, when I want, and other people could be watching, or not. It’s up to me. I run the show.”
    Well.
    Fuck.
    He’d been holding out on her. She knew he had been. But getting bogged down in “woulda shoulda coulda”s wasn’t going to help them find their happy now. “Coming for you with you only using your fingers,” she whispered it as if it were a secret.
    “Why is that a fantasy?” He continued to move inside her and it didn’t feel as if he were objecting to the idea.
    “I want it to be a surprise sometime, when I’m doing some mundane task at work or at home. It’s a fantasy because of the motive behind it.”
    He ran his teeth along her skin, making her shiver, and her pussy fluttered around him. “And what do you see the motive as being?”
    “That you need me to come for you. You need it so bad you’ll interrupt something I’m doing, and the look in your eyes will tell me everything I need to know. I could be writing a report or doing laundry or cleaning our bathroom, and you’ll stop me. Pull off my panties or move them to the side and play with me until I come.”
    “Because I need it?”
    She nodded. “And because you can.” She bit her lip.
    “What? There’s something else you’re not telling me.”
    The next part was scary. Because it was emotional and left her feeling as if she were jumping off a building. She didn’t know if he was going to be at the bottom to catch her.
    “Tell me. Please.”
    “I think—I think I’ve seen that look in your eyes before. Wanting me like that. Needing me so strongly that you’d do anything to get to me. But you’ve always stopped. You’ve always walked away.” She rubbed