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you're looking for a woman who will allow you to dictate every aspect of a relationship, well, it's not me.”
    “What I have found is a confident, successful, independent, smart and sexy as hell woman who can hold her own with any man, in any situation. The ‘shrinking violet’ personality has no appeal for me. Believe it or not, I can sometimes be a bit overbearing, and I have every confidence you won't let me get away with it.”
    “Count on it,” she chuckled.
    “Call me old-fashioned, but I enjoy pampering a woman, seeing to her pleasure and happiness. When you allow me to take charge of our lovemaking, you're allowing us both to share and experience passion at the most intense levels possible.”
    “So are you into whips and chains and stuff? Are you going to expect me to call you Master?” She laughed up at him.
    With a sinister tilt of his lips, Jackson fisted his hand in her hair, locking her head so she couldn't look away from him. He expertly popped the button of her jeans. He didn't take the time to lower her zipper, but instead, slid his large hand into the tight space between skin and denim, driving his fingers unerringly straight to her swollen clit. He tickled around it momentarily before continuing through her wet heat to the entrance of her vagina. He dipped inside her body and moaned quietly when her muscles attempted to draw him deeper. Ellie squirmed, spread her legs and grabbed onto his upper arm. He shook his head in the negative when she attempted to guide his movements and she loosened her grip with an exaggerated sigh.
    “Chains are bulky and tend to get in the way. I prefer silk.” He added a second finger, slowly stretching and stroking deep in her channel. “Whips are definitely a favored choice of mine, which I will demonstrate when I think you're ready for them.” Noting her labored breathing and the light trembling of her thighs, he increased the pace of his seduction. “And as for the last part of your smartass comment, I see no reason for you to have to say out loud what we both know is true.”
    His lips crashed down over hers at the same moment he pressed hard against her clit. Ellie exploded in his arms, and he swallowed her cry of surprise. Her body convulsed around his fingers and bathed his hand in warm honey. He continued to kiss and stroke her, prolonging her orgasm until she whimpered against his mouth. When he was positive his point had been thoroughly made, he released her mouth and let her head rest back down in his lap. He pulled his fingers from her pants and licked each one clean.
    “What the hell have I gotten myself into?” she laughed in sated joy while gently rubbing the back of her head against his raging hard-on. “Am I allowed to attend to this impressive problem?” She looked up at him with anticipation and mischief in her eyes.
    “By all means.” His voice was strained. “On your knees, just like you were the first time I saw you.”
    She was off the couch and on her knees between his now wide-open thighs in a flash. She impatiently unfastened his jeans, and Jackson helpfully lifted his hips so she could drag them to his ankles. When she pulled his shoes off without untying and quickly pulled his pants off the rest of the way, he couldn't stop a groan of anticipation. Ellie glanced up at him, her barely restrained desire and enthusiasm evident in her passion-filled expression, but instead of diving onto his steely erection, she lowered her eyes and waited.
    “Very good, Eleanor,” he growled as he took in the picture of her kneeling between his thighs, anxious to go down but waiting for his direction. “Do you want to taste my cock?”
    “Yes.” Her breath tickled his thigh.
    Jackson wrapped his hand around his dick and stroked it slowly. “Lick my balls first.”
    Ellie loved the taste and feel of the soft skin covered by tiny hairs as she gently sucked his testicles into her warm mouth. When she started to slide a hand up his thigh, strong