Mastered 2: Ten Tales of Sensual Surrender Read Online Free PDF

his pants—of quite considerable length.
    She sucked in a breath and stepped back.  God, what was she doing?
    “I don’t think I can...”  She started to walk away.
    “You’re not going to back out now.”
    She stepped up her pace.
    “I didn’t take you for a coward.”
    * * *
    Race watched as she stopped and glanced back at him, frowning.
    She wanted this.  He could tell by the way she’d responded to his touch the very first time they were together.  Now he just had to convince her it was all right to have it.
    “You go after what you want,” he continued.  “That’s why you’re here.”
    Her eyebrow arched in that cute way she had.
    “You think you’re what I want?” she asked.
    “I don’t know what you want.  At least, what made you come here in the first place.”
    She’d come to talk to him, which meant she wanted something from him.  He stepped closer and stroked her cheek, noting the flash of desire in her blue eyes.
    “But I know what you want now.  You want to explore this heady attraction between us.  To feel my touch.  To discover just how high I can take you.  Yet you’re running away.”
    “I’m not a coward.”
    “Prove it.  Stay and see this through.”
    Doubt flashed in her eyes.
    “We’re both consenting adults,” he continued.  “The only way you lose is by walking out that door and never finding out what we could share together.”
    “Everything’s a game to you, isn’t it?”
    He laughed.  “What’s wrong with that?  It makes life interesting.”
    She frowned.  “Some of us don’t have that luxury.”
    The pain in her eyes sobered him.  What secrets was she hiding?  What had made her come to see him?
    He promised himself he’d find the answer to those questions.
    But not now.
    He took her hand and drew her close.  “Well, tonight you do.  So let’s enjoy our playtime together.”
    He drew her into his arms again, holding her sweet body close to his.  Her full breasts pressed tight against him and he longed to see them.  To hold them in his hands.
    He brushed his lips to hers, coaxing at first, then he deepened the kiss.  Gliding his tongue between her lips, exploring the soft recesses of her mouth.  Her tongue glided lightly along the bottom of his, sending vibrant need through him.  His heart beat rapidly and his groin ached.
    He released her mouth and gazed into her wide, sky blue eyes.  Her breathing was erratic and her pupils dilated.  She wanted him as much as he wanted her.
    He took her hand and guided her to the couch, then sat down.
    “Stand in front of me.  Let me look at you.”
    She faced him, and his gaze wandered over her.  The dress, although demure, hugged her gentle curves, accentuating her soft femininity.  It was almost sexier than what she’d worn the night before, probably because she was more comfortable in it, so wore it with more confidence.
    Though right now, with him looking at her, she seemed self-concious.
    “You’re willing to play this game with me?” he asked.
    “Yes, sir.”
    He smiled.  Wonderful.
    “Good.  Take off the dress.”
    She sucked in a breath, then reached around behind her, pushing her bosom forward delightfully.  She pulled down her zipper, then slowly drew the dress down, revealing her smooth shoulders.  Slowly, the swell of her breasts came into view, covered by a baby blue lace bra.  His gaze locked on them as she pushed the dress over her hips, then let it fall to her feet.
    She stepped forward, leaving the dress in a ring on the floor.
    She stood with her hands clasped in front of her, looking scintillatingly sexy in her matching bra and panties and white high heel pumps.  She looked innocent yet alluring.
    His cock ached as it swelled inside his pants.
    “Take off your bra.”
    He watched as she reached between her breasts and pinched the clasp, then drew back the lace cups and revealed the soft, round flesh beneath.  Slowly.  He almost sucked in a breath as her tight,