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might have been the
only reason she agreed to come back and put herself through this. She’d spent
all week fantasizing about his thin, sexy lips, and those eyes. They were the
most unique shade of green she’d ever seen. And she couldn’t stop thinking
about the sounds he’d made when she was sucking him off. Katherine took
satisfaction in the fact that she elicited those feral sounds from deep within
his chest. The more he liked it, the harder he pulled her hair. That made her
feel powerful, just like he said it would. She was practically dripping down
her thighs and he hadn’t even touched her. She should have been sickened by a
practical stranger releasing in her mouth, but it turned her on and made her
want him even more. She could never have imagined the pleasure she’d gain by
performing such a forbidden act.
    She gasped when she felt the swift swat of his hand make
contact with her backside.
    “Just because I can’t see your eyes doesn’t mean I can’t
tell you’re not paying attention.”
    She wondered how he knew she was lost in thought. Is he
that good?
    “Take your clothes off for me, and take your time,” he said.
“We have all night. I’ve been thinking about your body all week, and I want to
move my hands and mouth over every inch of you.”
    So, this was really happening now , she thought. Her
hands were trembling as she brought them up to the buttons of her blouse. She
slowly undid the first three, and then suddenly, she felt his hands on hers. He
was so quiet she didn’t even hear him get up.
    “I think I’d like to help.” He moved her hands away and
continued to unbutton the rest of her shirt, gently slipping it off her
shoulders and then placing soft, open-mouth kisses along her neck. She
instinctively reached up and tangled her fingers in his hair, but realized that
may have been a mistake.
    He moved away and then she heard him settle back down to
wherever it was he’d been sitting. “I didn’t give you permission to touch me.
That’s unacceptable, especially in my playroom.”
    She opened her mouth to speak but quickly remembered she
wasn’t given permission to do that either.
    “Continue undressing for me,” he said. “I want to see the
body that will belong to me and only me.”
    His voice was thick, and his breathing was labored. She
could hear a rustling noise, but sensed he was still sitting in front of her.
She needed to know what he was doing.
    She kicked off her shoes and moved them away with her foot
because she didn’t need to be tripping over them when he instructed her to
move. She unbuttoned her jeans and gradually lowered the zipper before sliding
them down her hips and stepping out of them. The heat was rising up over her
chest and settling into her cheeks. She had a pretty decent body, but would it
meet his expectations?
    “Keep going,” he instructed. “You’re beautiful.”
    She pushed her bra straps down over her shoulders and
reached around to unclasp it, letting it fall to the floor. She mentally
praised herself for wearing a matching black bra and panty set. Just as she was
reaching down to pull off her thong, she felt his hand on her wrist as he
roughly pulled her toward him.
    She hated not being able to see his expression. She had no
idea what was coming next, not that she’d be able to read him if she could see
him.
    He placed her hand on his hard cock again and stroked over
her fingers, forcing her to move with him. She could feel the moisture that had
beaded at the tip and licked her lips at the memory of tasting him the last
time they were together.
    “I’ve been touching myself as you’ve been undressing,” he
admitted. “And it gave me an idea, one that I’d like to explore later.”
    The low, husky tone of his voice was driving her crazy, and
it made her want to stroke him harder and faster, but she didn’t want to screw
up again, so she waited for him to tell her what to do next.
    “You’ll touch yourself for me, and show me what