the lifestyle to realize that some
people actively enjoyed such elements of play in their bedrooms
with their partner of choice.
And now Lucas Edge was giving her the
opportunity to delve into his world and fulfill his fantasies – and
yes, hers. Could she bear to disappoint him by running away? Or
disappoint him anyway if she stayed and failed to meet his
standards. Which choice would be the worse blunder?
Alyssa never really got the chance to
really choose.
Her mind was still whirling when he
tipped a hand beneath her chin and angled her face up to meet his.
The next instant, he sealed his lips over hers in a kiss and
suddenly the world as she knew it became a blank page.
*
What was it about a wall and being
between a hard, hard place and an equally hard, resistless
man?
One kiss, there against the wall, his
body pressed against hers, and Alyssa was opened to a whole new
manner of being. The crush of his lips was sweet, hot and
demanding, making her pant fast and hard. His tongue was as
delightfully moist as she’d dreamed, fresh and sexy, seeking to
mate with hers. Without thinking, she coiled her tongue around his
with a willing tango and heard the deep, rumbling groan in his
chest. She loved his roving hands; grabbing her face, her neck, and
then planting on her breasts to squeeze them hard over the layers
of clothes. Her fingers found his thick, dark hair and she clutched
the locks in her fists, moaning as kiss got sloppier and
wickeder.
Nothing had ever tasted or felt as
good. To want someone like your next breath; to be immersed in
their essence and never knowing where you began and they ended. To
want to believe, and succumb, and express each wonder tingling
through your body just for them. He was so bold and hungry; one
hand sliding from her breasts to rack up the hem of her skirt and
skim up the smooth inner line of her thigh. Alyssa shuddered when
his fingertips brushed the lace-covered mound between her thighs.
Alyssa could feel the blood vessels swelling her vulva, could feel
her own folds dripping and when he cupped her there, he knew the
same thing too. She was sopping for him.
Mind and soul and body agreed with one
voice that she wanted this. Whatever it was, so long as Lucas would
lead the way, she’d follow. Whatever she needed to be to make that
happen, she’d play the part. Sexpot, submissive, she-wolf…if that
was what it would take to have this night with this man, she would
be those for him. And then, she vowed, she could go back to being
everyday Alyssa Fox. But just this once, she would give in to the
most excruciatingly powerful desire she’d ever known.
The desire to be claimed by Lucas
Edge.
Chapter Four
“Oh fuck. We need to stop, right now,”
Lucas rasped, shocking Alyssa to the marrow as he suddenly broke
them apart, peeling his lips and hands from her body. He saw her
dazed expression and he cupped her face firmly.
“This isn’t how I want it to go. Three
more minutes and I’d have been humping you up against the wall. And
it would be nothing like I’d planned. We do it right the first time
or not at all.”
Alyssa was torn. She could feel that
solid pipe of steel against her thigh; she wanted it buried deep
inside her twanging core. Her vagina walls contracted with the need
to be filled and she wished she could tell him that up against the
wall was fine with her for starters. He’d awoken the tigress in her
and she wasn’t sure how much she could stand before she shoved him
down on the floor and mounted him. She’d impale herself on his
granite-hard cock and seize her pleasure if she had to.
But no. Tonight wasn’t going to go like
that. She looked into his eyes, and knew. Something burned there
that made her pulse beat even faster than it had a minute ago. She
remembered why she was here; the role she was to play. She was to
be his to control; he wanted to have submissive sex with her and
whatever that entailed, Alyssa knew she had to be ready.
And when the time